His Dua [ The Mafia Devotion]

"Don't touch me… please, don’t!" Dua screamed, trembling. "Shh… it’s me… it’s me… Baacha," Reyansh’s voice was calm, steady, wrapping around her like a lifeline. Tears streamed down her face. “He… he will… he’ll hurt me too… he bought me and my sister…” she sobbed, clinging to him in desperation. "Shh… I’m so sorry for your loss. No one will hurt you… not ever," Reyansh whispered, holding her close. Her body went limp, collapsing into his arms. "Baacha… open your eyes… talk to me…" he pleaded, heart aching. But she remained silent… unresponsive… leaving him holding her fragile form, the weight of her pain crushing his soul. ✨© Kaashi WRTS | 20 September 2025 | All Rights Reserved✨ ✓ Mafia × Innocent ✓ Talkative Female × Quiet/Listening Male ✓ Professor × Hacker ✓ Billionaire × Middle Class ✓ Sweet × Grumpy ✓ Possessive × Caring ✓ Protector × Vulnerable ✓ Silent Hero × Emotional Heroine ✓ Secret Identity × Curious Heroine ✓ Revenge × Redemption ✓ Dark Past × Healing Love 2025-9-20 started (⁠人⁠*⁠´K｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

Her innocent king

"Her innocent King" He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet secretly dreamed of fairy tales. And he? He was just a boy with flour-dusted fingers and a heart too pure for her dark world. A gamer. A dreamer. The last person you'd expect to survive her storm. But fate doesn't ask for permission. One forced marriage. One innocent heart trapped in her dangerous empire. One girl who would tear down the underworld to protect the only man who made her feel human. She was raised to be a queen of crime- But for him, she chose to be his princess first... and his protector forever. After all, he wasn't just her husband. He was... Her innocent King. 👑 #WattpadOriginal #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #EnemiesToLovers #InnocentHusband #StrongFemaleLead #InstagramRomance #DesiLoveStory #WattpadCouple #DesiFiction #HumorRomance #PowerfulHer #WattpadRomance #WattpadIndia #WattpadWriter #FictionLovers #WattpadCover #SpicyAndSweet #WattpadEnemiesToLovers #DesiQueenVibes

Sinfully obsessed

BLURB “Please… leave me. I only saved your life…” Akansha’s voice trembled as she tried to push him away. But he didn’t let her. His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her impossibly close, his body pressing against hers with a weight that stole her breath. “You made a mistake, butterfly,” he growled, his lips brushing dangerously near her ear. “By saving me… now you’re mine.” She struggled, her hands gripping his chest. “No… please. Leave me. If they find me, they’ll kill me…” A low, cruel chuckle rumbled from him. “No one can touch you. I am a devil. No one enters my clan without my permission… but you ” His hands slid over her sides, gripping her hips possessively, “you are the exception. My sin. My obsession.” Before she could step back, he pinned her against the wall. His body caged hers entirely, leaving no escape. One hand pressed against her back, the other trailing dangerously over her curves, tracing her spine. His lips buried into the soft curve of her neck, biting harshly, nuzzling, claiming. “No… this is wrong. Don’t… don’t ruin me,” she gasped, trembling under his touch, her fingers clawing at his shoulders. He smirked, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of her collarbone as he whispered, “I will ruin you… every inch, every day… and you’ll beg me for more.” His hands roamed her body with a dark possessiveness, pulling her closer until their hearts beat in sync, and the room felt smaller, hotter, alive with a dangerous, consuming passion that neither could deny. Dedication To the readers who dare to dive into the shadows, who tremble at stolen touches, linger on dangerous glances, and lose themselves in forbidden desire. To those who hunger for obsession, who feel the ache of dark passion, and who know that love can be both sin and salvation… thank you for stepping into a world where hearts are claimed, and souls are set ablaze. May Akansha and vedaansh haunt your dreams, steal your breath, and ignite a fire you cannot resist.

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His voiceless Desire

"Her Voiceless Desire..." "Your eyes... they're green... like a forest where I could lose myself..." She blinked, her chest tightening as she realized just how close he was. Her breaths came fast, uneven, betraying the storm of desire rising inside her. "I feel sorry for you, Sahiba... You chose a red-walking forest instead of a green flag..." he whispered, his lips grazing her ear, the words crawling under her skin, igniting shivers. She froze, torn between fear and longing. Slowly, trembling, she let her hand brush against his chest, tracing letters with her fingers-her silent plea, her hidden courage: "I choose a man who will stand for me... not a man who sacrifices me for others. I don't know if you're a villain or a hero... But I am your wife now. And if you can't accept me just because I am mute... then leave me..." Tears glistened on her cheeks as she finished. He read every word etched across his chest, his fingers tightening over hers, a growl vibrating deep in his throat. His voice came low, rough, burning with an unrestrained hunger: "I will be your voice, Sahiba... And you... you will be my voiceless desire. My obsession. My pride. My everything." He cupped her face, sucking the tears from her cheeks with a possessive hunger. His lips lingered against her skin, claiming it, tasting her silently. Her heart thudded against his chest, a rhythm he matched with each deliberate, heated brush of his body against hers. Her fingers trembled against him as he whispered promises she could feel but not hear. And in the dark, their shadows entwined, desire and dominance dancing in a dangerous, irresistible pull... #DarkRomance #18Plus #VoicelessDesire #ForbiddenLove #ObsessedLover #MafiaRomance #WattpadStory #SinfulDesire #PossessiveLove #IntensePassion #MuteHeroine #DangerousLove #RomanticObsession #SensualRomance #LoveWithoutWords #AddictedToYou #HeartbeatsAndHeat #TwistedRomance #FatedLove #DarkDesires

Daughter of prostitute

"Don't break this marriage, please... my parents will die of shame," Isha pleaded with her fiancé. "Nobody in this world will marry a daughter of a prostitute!" he shouted. "My parents are doctors," she stuttered, glancing at the couple who had raised her. "So what? You’re still the daughter of a prostitute. The one who gave you birth—your biological mother—dirty blood… and she left you." He turned and walked away. How would Isha face this cruel world now? The weight of his words crushed her like a storm without mercy. Was there truly no one left who would see beyond her birth? No one who would dare love the daughter of a prostitute? © 2025 Kaashi Wrts. All rights reserved. Date: 09 August 2025 #DaughterOfProstitute #BrokenButStrong #RisingFromTheMud #DarkPastBrightFuture #WattpadDrama #EmotionalJourney #UnbreakableSpirit #AgainstAllOdds #LoveAndShame #FictionWithHeart

The Mafia's childish Bride

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

Kaashi His purest possession

Copyright © 2025 kaashi_wrtzz. All rights reserved. Unauthorized copying, distribution, or adaptation of this content is strictly prohibiion By: Kaashi She was sunshine, and he was the storm. Kaashi-a sweet, bubbly orphan who teaches little kids with dreams in her eyes and kindness in her soul. A girl who believes in love, in healing, and in second chances. Avyaan-an untouchable name in the business world, a tycoon whose very presence makes people shiver. He owns an empire of luxury restaurants, but his heart? Frozen. Hardened by a past that still burns. His mother left his father for money when he was just 4. Since then, for Avyaan-all women were gold diggers. Until... Kaashi. He falls for her unfiltered kindness, her gentle strength, her pure heart. But the day he confesses, everything shatters. --- Avyaan (spitting rage): "You women only care about money and luxury!" Kaashi (bitter smile, eyes drowning in tears): "Then why did you marry a gold digger, Avyaan?" Avyaan (cold, cruel): "No one owns what's mine." Kaashi (voice breaking): "I am not a thing to be owned." Avyaan (darkly): "You are mine. I'll break you, ruin you, love you, destroy you-do whatever I want. I just killed your would-be husband, and you're questioning me?" Kaashi (thought to herself, silent tears falling): "I'm glad you killed him... but it breaks me that you never tried to find the truth." --- They're both in love... Then why does it feel like war? A tale of possession, betrayal, and a love so deep it turns cruel. Coming soon... only on Wattpad. #EmotionalRollercoaster #HeartbreakAndHealing #BrokenYetBeautiful #SunshineAndStorm #ToxicLoveTale #LoveOrObsession #FictionalFeels #WattpadStories #WritersOfInstagram #WattpadWriter #AvyaanAndKaashi #IndianRomance #KaashiWrites #RomanticThriller #LoveHurtsLoveHeals #BetrayalAndLove #WattpadBook #LoveWithScars #EmotionsInWords

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✨ Kaashi ✍️ Author of emotional storms and soft chaos. 📚 The Mafia’s Childish Bride (Complete) 🖤 The Mafia Peace (Complete) 👑 Her Innocent King (Ongoing) Writing love that hurts, heals, and lingers. #KaashiWRTS | #WattpadAuthor | #HeartfeltDrama

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