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Widowed at thirty-four, Kabir Rathore is a successful businessman, but a lost man at heart โ a single father drowning in guilt, duty, and a past he canโt let go of. When his newborn twins needs stability and a mother, his conservative family urges him into an unusual solution: a marriage of convenience. Enter Shruti Roy โ twenty-seven, quiet but resilient, reeling from her own heartbreaks, and fiercely protective of her independence. She agrees to the arrangement, not for love, but for the children who steal her heart the moment she steps into Kabirโs chaotic world. What begins as a practical decision slowly unfolds into something neither of them expects โ laughter in shared silences, sparks under casual touches, and a home built from gentle moments. But ghosts of the past are not easy to bury. When jealousy strikes, old lovers reappear, and trust is tested by twisted intentions, Shruti and Kabir must ask the hardest question of all: Was this just an arrangement? Or the beginning of something real? โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐: ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐น๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐น๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ผ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ ๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ณ๐ ๐ฅ๐ผ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ STANDALONE. [UPDATE: (Twice A Week). - Every Friday & Saturday]
The world knows her as the girl with platinum albums, sold-out stadiums, and a billionaire last name. But behind the flashing cameras and luxury penthouses, sheโs exhausted, lonely, and one scandal away from breaking. Thatโs why her father hires him. Silent. Massive. Emotionless. The kind of man who blends into shadows despite looking like violence wrapped in a black suit. Her new personal bodyguard has one rule: Protect her at all costs. Unfortunately for him, she becomes the biggest threat to his self-control. Because she doesnโt understand why he never looks at her. Not when she wears dresses designed to make headlines. Not when she flirts shamelessly. Not even when she drags him through clubs and kisses strangers just to get a reaction. He stays cold. Professional. Untouchable. Until the night she walks into his room wearing red lace and years of restraint finally snap. What starts as a forbidden mistake turns into stolen nights, hidden touches, secret bruises, and a love neither of them is allowed to have. But when the truth about his identity comes out, everything changes. Because her bodyguard was never supposed to be in her life. And yet heโs been protecting her long before she ever knew his name. Now she has to choose between the life the world expects from herโฆ or the man who was willing to destroy himself to keep her safe. โโโงโห ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ: ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ซ, ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ, ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ, ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฌ โโโงโห ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐หโ.ห แกฃ๐ญฉ I slept with a stranger in a dark bar room after one too many tequila shots and a very bad month. I didnโt even get his surname. Just his hands on my waist. His mouth against mine. And the way he looked at me like he already knew every ugly part of me and wanted me anyway. Then I woke up the next morning and realised the stranger was Rowan Mercer. My brotherโs best friend. The same Rowan who ruined my teenage life when he rejected me at seventeen with a quiet, devastating: Youโre too young, Bella. Now Iโm twenty- four. Heโs twenty-nine. Rowan still watches me too closely. Still gets angry when other men touch me. Still says my name like it means something dangerous. And worst of all? The more time we spend together, the more I realise he never looked at me the way a brotherโs best friend should. He looks at me like heโs starving. ๐หโ.ห แกฃ๐ญฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ 6 ๐ฒ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฌ "๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ." ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐หโ.ห แกฃ๐ญฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
Some love stories donโt end. They just pause. Six years ago, on the night of their graduation, Aira Kapoor vanished from Rihaan Malhotraโs lifeโleaving behind a shattered heart and no explanation. What he didnโt know was that she also lost her father that nightโฆ and carried a secret too heavy to share. Now, fate intervenes in the most unexpected way: Aira and Rihaan find themselves bound together againโby marriage. Heโs colder, harder, and determined to hate the woman who once broke him. Sheโs still in loveโand determined to win him back. As buried truths begin to surface and emotions reignite, Aira and Rihaan must face the past they tried to forget. Because some heartbreaks donโt fadeโand some souls never stop belonging to each other. Love was never the problem. Timing was.
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[ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐น : 2 ] She wakes up with a blank slate, with no memory of the life before. But something feels off. Haunted by fragmented dreams and a nagging sense of unease, she can't shake the feeling that she's missing something vital. He watches from the shadows, a brooding enigma with eyes that hold both warmth and a dangerous edge. He knows her secrets, the life she's forgotten, the enemies that still hunt her. He's her nemesis, or so she believes. But his vow to protect her, even from herself, is unbreakable. When a ghost from the past resurfaces, shattering her carefully constructed reality, will she remember the love they shared? Or will the truth destroy them both? No, nothing will occur. He will not tolerate anything that harms her or her memories. He will create new memories for her and will rekindle her affection. Money. Power and Love - he would use anything to get what he wants. After all, he's never learned to lose. โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ : ๐ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐บ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐'๐ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป - ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ถ๐น๐น๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด NOT A STANDALONE.
โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: [ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ 1 ] Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts produce the most tragic stories. Their treachery is told through their bleeding hearts: their unrequited love was never reciprocated. These stories only serve to devastate. Ruins have the ability to take lives, destroy people's hopes, and then bring comfort. In other people's ruin. But the question is, can you be happy and sane if your love forgets you for a night? Not at all, right? Ada Sharma is a courageous, fearless girl who has put up with her father's violence for years in order to protect someone she has never seen but believes is still alive. Vidyut Agarwal demonstrated vulnerability in real life. He believed that there is no such thing as love in this world, only lust. But she will make him reveal his feelings, proving him wrong. They've loathed each other for years, but destiny is pushing them to love and kiss in order to heal each other's scars. Either now, or never. But what if his hatred for her suddenly becomes his possession? Will she embrace him for who he is, or will something horrible happen to make her forget his existence? ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐จ๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ก. โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐ฆ๐น๐ผ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ฟ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ผ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐บ๐ฎ๐ "๐ข๐ต๐ผ! ๐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ" "๐ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ" โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: [EDITED VERSION]
โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: " Just leave me alone , abandon me like everyone else ! " she yelled and broke down . I want to console her and badly wanted to hug her , but I can't , I can't after what I had done 3 years ago . Iam the sole reason why she is in this stage . My heart pang seeing her like this . I wish I had a time machine so that I could go and reserve everything that I had done and the things that happened that day . I kneeled down in front of her , tears were flowing unknowingly from my eyes " How can someone abandon their love , Tridha ! " I whispered but deep down I know I was the one who abandon his love , his heartbeat from himself . I was the stupid one but now I will rectify all my mistake and win her back no matter what it cost me , but I WILL . ๐๐๐๐๐๐: - Bestfriends to Lovers - Broken Hearts - Slow Burn - Forced Marriage - Friendship Goals - Mystery ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:
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