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𝐋𝐀𝐄 πƒπŽπŽππ€
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  • Parts 9
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Ongoing, First published Sep 26
9 new parts
Looking into my eyes he growled,
"I don't like the way he was looking at you."

I frowned. "And how exactly was he looking at me, Baseer?"

Leaning closer, his voice dropped, dark and possessive.
"Like he wanted to touch what's mine. No one gets to look at you like that. You belong to me, Farhana. Every glance, every breath, every heartbeat-mine."

For the first time, I realized it.
Danger wasn't just outside.
Danger was the man fate had forced me to marry.

And still... I was falling.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Baseer Ali Γ— Farhana Bhatt

An arranged marriage.
Two enemies, tied by family, bound by a contract neither wanted.

She craved freedom.
He craved control.

When Farhana was forced into marriage with Baseer, she thought he would be the cold stranger across the dinner table.
But marriage unlocked truths-of rivalry, obsession, and a passion that burned through every wall they built.

Because sometimes, the person you fight hardest...
is the one who can ruin you completely.

There was no way out.
He was her enemy, her husband, her sin.

And the most dangerous truth of all?
She didn't want to be saved from him.
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The Faded Vows

51 parts Ongoing

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.