꧁༒UJJAWAL༒꧂
The underground arena smelled like old sweat, cheap copper, and stale beer.
꧁༒UJJAWAL༒꧂
The underground arena smelled like old sweat, cheap copper, and stale beer.
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Vihaan's back met the wall with a quiet thud, Utsav's hands gripping his waist, firm... unrelenting. "You're my brother's best friend" Vihaan muttered, breath uneven. Utsav leaned in, voice a dark whisper against his ear. "And you're mine, sweetheart. I don't care who it offends. I don't care what it breaks. You've always been mine." Vihaan's heart pounded. He didn't move. He couldn't. Because he wanted this. He wanted him. Vihaan Aggarwal is a Renowned Advocate and has his own Law Firm. He is a charming and confident individual with a mischievous streak. He has a quick wit and sharp tongue, often leaving people in splits with his clever remarks. Despite his playful nature, he's fiercely dedicated to his work and puts in the effort required to excel in his field. Utsav Mittal is the CFO of Mittal's Real Estate. He is a bright and witty individual with a mischievous sense of humor. He's quick-witted, sharp, and always up for a challenge. His calm and composed demeanor often helps him navigate complex financial situations with ease.



Yuvan Garg is only twenty-one—soft-spoken, adorable, and full of warmth that doesn’t belong in a cruel world. A college student with innocent dreams, he never imagined his life would take a sharp turn into a marriage he never planned… with a man he barely knows. Rudransh Aggarwal is everything Yuvan is not. Thirty-two. Arrogant. Ruthless. The powerful CEO of Aggarwal Enterprises, a man feared in boardrooms and obeyed without question. He doesn’t ask. He decides. And when he wants something—he takes it. When Rudransh sets his eyes on Yuvan, it isn’t a passing interest. It’s obsession. Possession. A promise that once Yuvan becomes his, there is no escape. An age gap marriage bound by desire, power, and unspoken darkness. A story where love is intense, dangerous, and anything but gentle. Because some love stories aren’t soft. They’re consuming.

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