she was a wildflower between petals, he plucked her and kept in his diary he was a man with scars, she became a mirror which made him adore those bruises tropes: brother's best friend Best friend's brother black cat energy × doberman energy age gap baker × musician Never dated × playboy Heartbreak Arranged together He fell first and harder

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of darkness that doesn't just haunt you... it 'owns' you. Where manipulation is foreplay, and love is just another weapon. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

Vivian approached me, his steps deliberate and heavy, and said in a cold, dark tone, "Are you planning to put on this drama in front of the whole world too?" Confused and a bit startled, I asked, "What drama?" Vivian pointed at my mangalsutra, his eyes piercing through me, and said, "That you're my wife. Oops, sorry, my contracted wife." I felt a pang of disbelief and hurt. "So, what do you want me to do?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, despite the chill his presence brought. Vivian, looking at the mangalsutra with disdain, said, "Take it off." Shock washed over me. Vivian glared at me, his voice growing darker, "I said take it off. I don't like repeating myself, so remember that." With trembling hands, I took off the mangalsutra and handed it to him. He tossed it into the dustbin without a second thought, the action cruel and dismissive, adding to the weight of his oppressive aura. Vivian leaned closer to me, his voice a low, threatening growl, "One more thing. If anyone outside this house finds out that you're my wife, that will be your last day on this earth." _______ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞?

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?