𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲? 𝗔 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?
But are you sure it's beautiful... and not painful?
Dev Oberoi might disagree.
Young, wealthy, dangerously handsome-Dev had everything. As the second eldest son of one of the world's richest families, life had always been in his control. Money, power, and simplicity were all that mattered.
Until a pair of ocean blue eyes met his hazel ones, and his world shifted.
A single glance. A fleeting moment. But the spark it left behind was undeniable.
Days turned into weeks, then months. Casual encounters became café meet-ups, then something deeper. Love found its way in.
But love doesn't always last.
On what should have been the happiest morning of his life, Dev received a single message.
"We're over."
No explanations. No warnings. Just an end.
And Ivara Shekhawat?
Elegant, fierce, yet soft-hearted-she was a mix of an angel and a devil. Love was never meant for her, not when her own family saw her as a burden.
But Dev made her believe in the impossible.
For the first time, she had someone who made her feel cherished. For the first time, she dreamed.
Until she was forced to destroy it all.
That was five years ago.
Now, fate plays its cruelest trick.
A high-end restaurant. A marriage proposal. A man who never forgot. A woman who never stopped hurting.
Dev walks in, expecting just another business dinner for his brother's proposal. Instead, he finds her-dressed in a waitress's uniform, standing before him like a ghost from the past.
Coincidence? Or a twisted game of destiny?
The past is still there, lingering in the air between them. The pain, the longing, the unanswered questions. The fire never died-it was only buried under five years of unresolved emotions, the fire has now re ignited, but now with flames of revenge and sickening desires.
Will love get a second chance? Or will it get destroyed under this new borne Fire?
(Sequel to 'Arranged
"Leave... me," she stuttered, struggling with those simple words. Sweat formed on her forehead as she felt so small and weak in his presence.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her close -so close that he could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. Her heartbeats echoed in his ears, and her lavender scent intoxicated him. Her soft, milky skin met his cold, rough hands, and the contact left her feeling both bruised and electrified.
To him, it was a mere touch, but to her fragile body, it was intense. His hands roamed her back, pressing her closer against him. He pinned her against the wall, their bodies flush with each other. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "Do not think that this marriage will change anything between us. You are nothing to me but a wife in name."
Her pulse quickened, and despite the harshness of his words, she felt a forbidden heat rising within her. His lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. The line between pain and pleasure blurred as he held her there, trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.
Will the rose be able to transform the thorn into a flower, or will she be crushed along the way?🥀🔱
She was rose in the garden filled with thorns🥀
He was the thorn that would destroy her🔱
Ansh & Anaya were tied in an arranged marriage. By their parents.
Ansh Malhotra
CEO of Malhotra&Co .The most eligible bachelor in India .Handsome, charming,attractive, tall and a heartrobe. He was dominating in every sense and wanted everything under his control.
Anaya Oberoi
Founder of smile foundation. The most beautiful, intelligent, caring and simple girl.Her family was her everything .
what would happen when these two poles apart personalities would get tangled together in a bond called forever❤️🔥
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