The town had hushed into a lullaby. Aaliya stood at the top of the staircase, barefoot on the cool marble, watching the flickering shadow of a lantern dance on the far wall. The house... an old haveli tucked between narrow lanes of her hometown, was alive with quietness. Not silence, but quiet. The kind of hush that holds memories in its corners.
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๐๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฐ ๐ก๐๐ซ-๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ. : ฬฬโ๐๐๐ง๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฑ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ฏ๐ข ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ โโโฟโโโกยฐหโงโฟโงหยฐโโโโฟโโ In a world where power and fear define him, and silence and resilience shape her, their paths collide in an unexpected twist of fate-an arranged marriage. He is cold, ruthless, and possessive, a man who never bows to emotions, yet from the moment he sees her, something inside him shifts. She, a broken soul, never wished for love, yet finds herself trapped in the intensity of his gaze, his obsession, his unwavering claim over her. A battle of hearts and wills, where passion burns, tempers clash, and love unfolds in the most unexpected way. He is her storm, she is his calm-together, they create chaos wrapped in desire. Their love is raw, untamed, and all-consuming-a fire that refuses to die out. He claims her as his, guards her like a treasure, and worships her in ways words can't describe. Their story isn't just about love-it's about finding home in someone you never saw coming. โโโฟโโโกยฐหโงโฟโงหยฐโโโโฟโโ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ข ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐
๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐๐ฎ๐ก๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฑ ๐๐ข๐ฒ๐ โห๐๐หโ ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐๐ซ๐ฌ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ. ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ - ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐, ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ - ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง. ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐๐. โโโโโโ-หห เผปโเผบ หห-โโโโโโ She was a girl the world forgot raised behind silent walls, untouched by time, untouched by sin. He was the man the world feared, sharp, cold, and unforgiving. When her world of blind faith crumbled, she looked up at him with eyes full of trust... and called him her angel. He should've walked away. He didn't. Now, the most dangerous criminal lawyer holds the purest soul in his hands. And he'll burn the world before letting her go. A story of whispered promises, forbidden devotion, and a desire so innocent... it's almost sinful. "She believes he saved her. But the truth is- She's the only thing that ever saved him."
๐๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐จ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ -๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐, ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง, ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ฏ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. โโโฟโโโกยฐหโงโฟโงหยฐโโโโฟโโ Some stories are written in pain, some in passion-and some in blood. Two love stories. One wrapped in darkness, the other in light-but both born of obsession. Kriyansh Suryavanshi is power wrapped in silence. Ruthless, dangerous, and broken in ways the world will never understand. Aakriti Mehra, now a cold and distant CEO, hides behind layers of strength to survive her demons. When past and present collide, their love isn't gentle-it's a war where both hearts bleed. On the other side, Abhinav Suryavanshi-fierce, protective, and loyal-meets Aanya Sehgal, the spark he never expected. She's wild yet warm, guarded yet glowing. What begins as resistance turns into a slow-burning chaos neither of them can walk away from. In a world of secrets, loyalty, betrayal, and scars, they don't fall in love-they crash into it. Because sometimes, love doesn't heal. It haunts. It consumes. It owns.
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