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They both loved each other, but they never confessed their feelings. Their love didn't require verbal acknowledgement; every action they took reassured one another of their love. They lived and breathed for each other but separated. Why did they part ways? Will they reconcile? Find out in...

His breaths were deep and uneven, pounding against her skin like waves during a storm. There was something about this moment, something he could never fully explain that always left him completely intoxicated. It wasn't just desire; it was the way she existed so quietly, yet with such power, in his world. He loved watching her-how she struggled between surrendering and resisting, her lashes fluttering as if battling the urge to close her eyes. But he didn't want that. Not tonight. She tried to look up at him, wanting to meet his gaze, to read his expression, but something held her back-something stronger than hesitation. That's when he smirked, knowing exactly what was happening within her. Without warning, his lips brushed against hers-not gently, but with purpose. He captured her lower lip, sucked it lightly, then bit down just enough to make her gasp. Her eyes flew open, startled, questioning. His voice, low and commanding, barely above a whisper, sent a shiver through her. "Keep looking into my eyes..." There was no space for defiance in his tone-only a quiet demand woven with need. His intense gaze held hers captive. She wanted to close her eyes, to retreat into the overwhelming sensations, but his eyes-those dark, unreadable eyes-had locked her in place. She tried to resist, but every part of her was now responding to the gravity of his presence. Her breath quickened. His smirk deepened, satisfied by the way her control was unraveling. Her fingers curled into the sheets, her body tense, aching for release, but his every move was deliberate, pushing her to the edge and holding her there. She was no longer in control. She was at his mercy. And strangely, that didn't scare her... it set her free.

EXCLUSIVELY AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED. She turns around in horror. Inside the cell, police officers are hitting her parents with sticks, striking them mercilessly. "No... stop... STOP... She cries, racing toward them. His expression darkens. He rushes forward and shouts "STOP..." The beatings halt immediately. She drops to her knees just outside the cell, watching her parents curl into themselves in pain, their faces bruised, their bodies trembling. Her arms stretch toward them, but she cannot reach them. Her tears fall rapidly, her heart shattering with helplessness. The cell bars become a physical barrier between her and the people she loves most. He kneels down beside her. His voice is low, steady, and almost gentle. "You have no option left..." She doesn't look at him. Her hands are still outstretched toward her parents, her body shaking with sobs. But she hears him. And in that moment, she knows he's right. Every path she thought was an escape has led her straight back to the cage.

Darkness surrounds her from all sides, and it terrifies her deeply. She has no idea what to do or what not to do. Out of sheer fear, her trembling hand instinctively moves to her abdomen, and a wave of confusion crashes over her. She feels completely lost, unable to make sense of the moment or her thoughts. An unknown, overwhelming fear begins to take control of her, making it harder to even breathe properly. Panicked, she starts backing away slowly, her body trembling with every step. But suddenly, her eyes freeze, wide open, unmoving. A subtle yet distinct fragrance begins to fill the space around her, slowly enveloping her senses. Her hands begin to tremble even more, and they hesitantly rise, moving toward her lips as if seeking comfort or grounding in the moment of fear. But just before she can react further, he appears behind her. Gently yet firmly, he wraps his arms around her from behind, pulling her close. He carefully places both of her hands over her belly, hands covering hers, and slowly begins to caress her stomach with a tenderness that contrasts the fear in her mind. His voice, low and filled with a strange mix of emotion and control, reaches her ears. "Don't do this, Jaan..." For a moment, it's as if her breath stops, completely arrested by his touch, his presence, and his voice. He brushes her hair aside with slow fingers and places a soft kiss on her neck, sending chills down her spine. Then he speaks again, his voice playful yet laced with emotion. "It's been so many days since you last confessed your love to me. Come on, hurry up and say it; tell me that you love me." She's still terrified, her heart pounding with panic and confusion. Despite her fear, or perhaps because of it, she responds without hesitation, her voice trembling and her words sharp. "I hate you..." Her words hang in the air, heavy with meaning. But beneath the lies something deeper, something she herself is too afraid to admit. And maybe, just maybe, he knows that too.

She has tears in her eyes, and she is standing close to the wall while pressing her mouth with both her hands. She can easily hear the sounds of shoes coming very close to her, but she does not have the courage to move an inch away from there. The sound stops suddenly. She sits down while sliding on the wall. A man's voice makes her condition worse. "Jaan" "Jaan, come out quickly, baby; I want to see you." She immediately stands up and tries to run away from there. But he quickly arrives there and grabs her from behind. He begins to inhale the natural scent of her body before placing his lips on her neck and commencing his torture. "Leave me ..... " She is unable to bear his torture and falls unconscious.

Her tired, trembling steps are struggling to move forward in the pouring rain, yet she drags herself aimlessly down the deserted road. Her body is exhausted, her heart even more so, and her mind is too clouded with pain to figure out where to go. There is no destination, only the unbearable urge to escape. "WHY... WHYYYYY!!!" She screams, her cry so raw and loud that it pierces the silence of the night. But there is no one around to hear her pain. There is no one around to hear her pain. Her voice disappears into the wind, as if the world itself has turned its back on her. Suddenly, headlights blaze through the rain-soaked darkness. She shields her eyes from the sharp brightness, her heart racing in panic. The sight of the car jolts her back to reality. She knows immediately he's here. "No...." Without wasting a second, she turns and begins walking faster, almost slipping on the wet pavement. The driver's door swings open, and in the very next moment, he storms out of the car, his eyes looking directly towards her. "GET IN THE CAR!" He commands, his voice sharp, cold, and unrelenting. Her pace quickens, but before she can take more than a few steps, she feels herself lifted off the ground. He sweeps her into his arms without hesitation. Her fists pound against his chest in resistance, her body writhing to break free. "Let me go!" She cries, hitting him again and again. "I don't want to go..." But her efforts seem futile. Her strength is no match for his iron grip. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't stop. Without a word, he strides toward the car and shoves the door open, placing her inside with force. "NO! NO!" She screams, trying to push back, and escape. But her voice is swallowed by the roar of thunder. The rain pours harder, drowning her screams, her tears, her very existence, leaving only silence and the hum of an engine waiting to drag her back into the nightmare she's trying so desperately to escape.

Shams Ali Bakht, the youngest son of a powerful tribal leader, is forced into marriage with Wafa, the daughter of his family's greatest enemy. Bound by tradition and trapped by old rivalries, Shams must choose between honoring his family's wishes and following his own heart - in a world where love and revenge walk hand in hand.

He was a devoted son, always prioritizing his mother's feelings and seeking her approval in every decision he made. However, life had other plans, leading him to take the bold step of getting married without her consent. Now, faced with the challenges of navigating his new life and relationship with his mother, he must find a way to balance love and family.

He didn't know her. He didn't even look at her, but she was the mother of his child, a child he didn't know he had. As he embarks on a search for her, he grapples with the thought of being a father. How could he have a child without even knowing the mother? It seems that, in this case, chaos was the organized one.

Hearing the rustling of his shoes, everyone starts looking at each other from the corner of their eyes, and immediately everyone bows their heads. As soon as he approaches the pond, everyone maintains a proper distance, while he looks ahead with a light smile on his face. "Ekant(privacy) Everyone leaves from there immediately with their eyes down, and she is just standing quietly inside the water with her back facing towards him. She is not able to understand at all how she should get out of the water in this condition and go from here. It is very important for her to go from here. As usual, she had come to bathe in the pond, but now she is feeling a strange uneasiness due to his sudden arrival. The water has completely saturated her clothes, causing them to stick to her body. She puts both her hands on her chest and tries to turn around to leave with her head bowed down, but suddenly she feels that he is standing very close to her, due to which she immediately raises her eyes and looks at him; as soon as he looks into her eyes, he immediately tells her. "Kitna koshish karti hai na aap apni najron ko humse chhupane ki par ye namumkin hai." (Despite your best efforts, it is impossible to conceal your eyes from me.) Without any delay, she takes out her dagger and puts it on his neck, but he immediately moves forward, due to which a slight cut is made on his neck, and blood starts flowing from there. She removes her dagger, but holding her hand again, he puts it on his neck and tells her. "If I have to shed every drop of my blood to look into your eyes, then that is also acceptable to me." STARTED:- JANUARY 3,2025