talesbyhayakhan
Two empires. Two dynasties. Two names that ruled the business world like untouchable monarchs-The Malhotras and The Oberois. For decades, they weren't just allies, they were family in every sense but blood. Wealth, power, influence-they shared it all. And when the time came, they sealed their bond with something stronger than a handshake.
A marriage.
Reyansh Malhotra, the eldest son, the ruthless CEO feared by rivals and revered by millions. A man carved of stone, whose heart was as cold as his empire. He believed in power, in loyalty, in blood ties-but not in love. Love was weakness, and weakness was something he had never allowed in his world.
And then there was Ruhi Oberoi, the Oberoi's eldest daughter. An author with ink-stained dreams, with a heart too tender for a world so cruel. Sweet and kind, gentle yet resilient, she loved deeply, with the kind of devotion that terrified men like him. She grew up believing in love stories, never realizing she was walking into one far more dangerous than she ever wrote.
She adored him from the beginning. Her heart recognized him long before his did. But Reyansh-he resisted, fought, denied. To him, she was light he didn't want, warmth he couldn't accept. He caged his emotions, even as her presence burned through his darkness.
And when he finally surrendered-when he finally realized the truth that had been waiting all along-it was too late. Or maybe, just late enough for fate to test them.
Two opposites bound by a promise they didn't choose. She, the sunshine who softened even his sharpest edges. He, the storm who would burn the world if anyone dared touch her. Together, they discovered that love doesn't come before vows-it blooms after them, fiercer, wilder, unstoppable.
This wasn't the love story she wrote about.
This was the love story she lived.
And against all odds-
It would be their forever.