The door closed behind the maid with a soft thak. She didn’t say anything. Just left the plate on the small side table beside my bed and walked out. Maybe she knew. Or maybe she didn’t want to get involved.
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Jaipur wasn't ready for their story. Eesha Singh Ranawat. Princess of the Elite Ranawat family. Pampered, protected, and born to rule-with soft silks on her skin and steel in her spine. Sweet when she wants to be. Savage when she has to be. Now she's back from London-no longer just the mischievous royal everyone adored. She's a criminal lawyer with her own firm. Sharp. Untouchable. And not in the mood for drama. But Jaipur has changed. Because now, he owns it. Abhimanyu Suryavanshi. King of the city. Mafia boss. Business tycoon. Cold-blooded and colder-hearted. Raised to hate the Ranawats-and he does. Until her. One look at Eesha, and everything shifts. He doesn't care that she's the enemy. He doesn't care about consequences. He wants her. Not to love. To possess. To ruin. But Eesha doesn't scare easy. She knows how to handle monsters-even when they come dressed in power and promises. And Abhimanyu? He's never met a girl who made him burn. ------------------------------------------------------- Tropes grumpy x grumpy Family Rivals Hate-love Brother enemy Ceo x criminal lawyer Lawyer x law breaker Obessed love Possessive fl/ml Touch her die Forbidden love Age gap
NAINA AGARWAL THAKUR AND KIAAN THAKUR — Mumbai’s golden couple. She was elegance wrapped in ambition — a famous jeweller with her own brand, daughter of a powerful politician. He was charm dipped in power — the city’s most successful and feared businessman. Together? They were unstoppable. College sweethearts turned soulmates. Madly in love, building empires and stealing hearts along the way. Life was perfect. Until one day… it wasn’t. Naina’s body was found on the outskirts of the city — bruised, broken, unrecognizable. Her face? Gone beyond repair. Only a DNA test confirmed what no one wanted to believe. She was dead. Just like that, Kiaan’s world fell apart. The man who had it all — money, power, fame — now had nothing. No answers. No closure. No Naina. But something about her death doesn’t sit right. Too brutal. Too sudden. Too… staged? Who killed Naina? And more importantly — why? Was it revenge? Jealousy? Politics? Or was it someone closer than anyone imagined? And as the world mourns her, one question burns louder than the rest — What will Kiaan do now? Because love can break you. But grief? It can turn you into something else entirely.
HIS SERIES ( #3 ) "HE WAS A BEAST BORN OF VENGEANCE. SHE WAS THE BEAUTY WHO WASN'T SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE HIM." "HE DIDN'T WANT TO BREAK HER. HE WANTED TO TEACH HER HOW TO BEG-FOR HIM." She was soft. Sacred. Untouched. And he wanted her like a sinner craves his first taste of heaven- Not to worship it... But to ruin it slowly, And call it his. DEVANSH SINGH SHEKHAWAT doesn't believe in love. Only loyalty. Power. Obedience. And vengeance. Always vengeance. Until AMAIRA KHANNA-the girl hidden behind velvet walls and iron rules. Sheltered. Unspoiled. Naïve. A delicate flower so pure, the world has never even brushed against her skin. She doesn't know what hunger looks like. What it means when a man watches you like he wants to devour. She doesn't know what it means to beg-or to be broken. But she's about to learn. Because Devansh doesn't just want to touch her. He wants to claim her innocence like a crown, bleed her purity onto his darkness, and twist her into something only he can control. He doesn't want her experienced. He wants her obedient. Curious. Dependent. He wants to be the first- The first touch, the first kiss, the first moan, the first sin. And the last. Because in his world, you don't just fall in love. You surrender. Now, it's a war between purity and possession. Between the devil and the girl who doesn't yet know she's been marked by him... Mind. Body. Soul. Forever.
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