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Morning doesn't arrive gently at Varma Group.

𝗔 𝗡 𝗔 𝗡 𝗬 𝗔
Morning doesn't arrive gently at Varma Group.
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❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚.❞ ˗ˏˋ ⋆ ❀ ⋆ ˎˊ˗ "R-Ranveer-wait, the condom-" "I hear it," he murmurs, tone dark and dominant. "S-Shall we c-change... it?" I manage to ask. He looks at the tiny hole and smirks, still holding me close. "Forget it, wife. Not worth stopping, and I don't intend to waste time grabbing another," he growls, gaze locking onto mine. I swallow hard, trying to steady my racing heartbeat, my body still buzzing from every previous thrust, my senses on fire from him. "I... I can go get one-" I stammer, preparing to stand. He grabs my waist, pinning me down. "You're not going anywhere, wifey," he says, voice low and dangerous. Dirty words pour from his mouth, sending electric jolts straight to my core. My thighs clench instinctively. ˗ˏˋ ⋆ ❀ ⋆ ˎˊ˗ 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭-𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬-𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. And I... I have no idea who will claim me first. 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫, my ruthless husband, who never crosses his line. 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧, my obsessed stalker, who has none. A life shattered before it even began. Will I survive Ranveer's darkness? Will I escape Zayden's obsession? And when fear and desire collide... who do I truly belong to? Arranged marriage. Possession. Kidnapping. Betrayal. A high-stakes love triangle that will leave you breathless. The story has just begun! ˗ˏˋ ⋆ ❀ ⋆ ˎˊ˗ ⚠️ 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 ⚠️ Contains abuse, stalking, sexual content (consensual + assault/rape), violence, mature themes. Sexual assault is depicted as trauma, not romance. Reader discretion strongly advised.



「 ✦ 𝗔 𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ✦ 」 ────𝜗ৎ──── 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯. ❝𝑰𝒇 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝟐𝟓, 𝒘𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆.❞ 𝘈 𝘷𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥. ────𝜗ৎ──── ᴀɴᴠɪᴛʜᴀ ᴍᴇʜʀᴀ × ᴠᴇᴅᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴀʟʜᴏᴛʀᴀ An arranged marriage built on duty between corporate lawyers... until respect starts feeling like something far more dangerous. . ܁₊ ⊹ . ܁ ⟡ ܁ . ⊹ ₊ ܁. ᴍʏʀᴀ ᴋᴀᴘᴏᴏʀ × ᴀʀᴍᴀᴀɴ ᴏʙᴇʀᴏɪ A fake relationship between a sharp luxury fashion influencer and a reckless tech billionaire playboy-meant to be temporary, until jealousy turns it into obsession. . ܁₊ ⊹ . ܁ ⟡ ܁ . ⊹ ₊ ܁. ᴠᴀʀꜱʜɪɴɪ ꜱʜᴀʀᴍᴀ × ᴀᴀʀᴠɪᴋ ꜱɪɴɢʜ A runaway bride escaping more than a wedding-grief, guilt, and a past she can't outrun... until her bodyguard becomes the only place she feels safe. . ܁₊ ⊹ . ܁ ⟡ ܁ . ⊹ ₊ ܁. ᴢᴀʀᴀ ʀᴀɪᴄʜᴀɴᴅ × ʀᴜᴅʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴɴᴀ Enemies in every sense-she's an investigative journalist, he's a morally grey billionaire CEO who thinks she betrayed him. She was never supposed to stay... and he never planned to let her go. ────𝜗ৎ──── 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦-𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. ────𝜗ৎ────



#𝟭 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗦 (𝗗𝗨𝗘𝗧) ᴀɴᴠɪᴋᴀ ᴅᴇᴠʀᴀᴊ x ᴀᴅᴠᴀɪᴛ ᴋᴀᴜʟ ⋯ ♛ ⋯ "Rajkumari," Advait says softly, stepping closer. "Main aapka rakshak hoon... aapki suraksha meri zimmedari." "I... don't need protection," I whisper, though my pulse betrays me. "Yet you stand here. Too close. Too tempting," he murmurs, gaze sharp, unreadable. "I don't want just protection," I breathe. "...I want you." He freezes, tension crackling between us. "This cannot happen," he says, each word a war between duty and desire. ⋯ ♛ ⋯ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓. One assassination attempt changes everything. The palace of 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒂, golden halls and marble corridors, has always been a place of duty, tradition, and expectation-but now it's a trap. Princess 𝑨𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒋 was born to command, raised to rule, admired, envied... and yet suddenly, nothing feels safe. Forced under constant protection, she is assigned a personal bodyguard-silent, controlled, and dangerously unreadable. 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝑲𝒂𝒖𝒍 knows his place, obeys every rule, stays unshakable... until desire makes him falter. With every stolen glance and each step closer, desire grows where there should be only duty, and amid palace secrets and whispered betrayals, Anvika finds herself drawn to him-and craving more than she should. When loyalty is tested and control slips away, how far will they go for what they cannot resist? Will they survive the danger within the palace walls... or will the greatest threat be the fire between them? ⋯ ♛ ⋯ ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ. ʜɪsᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ. ᴅᴜᴛʏ ᴠs ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ. ᴀ ᴄʟᴀꜱʜ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀꜱꜱɪᴏɴ.

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