Secret lovers

~~~I payr you mera chava... and I'm not interested in you even a single percent~~~~ ~~~~aa angrej ka awlad jyada English nakko mere samne

"Did you think... I would force myself on you?" Shubman's voice was low yet every word struck straight at the heart. "No.......Not me. You will walk to me on your own... and you'll say......"touch me". "Even if I die, that day will never come!" Ishan rolled his eyes. "Me? And I'd ask you to touch me? Huh! Stop dreaming in broad daylight." "Dreaming in daylight?" he said, taking a step closer. "Ishan... dreams are the things that break. But what I say... becomes a habit...... And one day, you'll come to me yourself... without a word, without a thought," Shubman said "This is a fictional story. The characters only share names with real people, but the story and personalities are completely imaginary." ( update every Sunday) This story based on 1500s bc yes I'm back with another story... main character- shubman gill & ishan kishan Top - Shubman gill Bottom- ishan kishan #ishman #shubish # monster #wild #18+ # age gap

What starts as a practical arrangement - "just two guys sharing rent, nothing else" - soon turns into something neither of them signed up for. An Ishman story

He's spent his life learning to stay quiet - because silence was safer than speaking. Trapped in a home that should have felt like love but only taught him fear, he's built walls high enough to keep everyone out. But when he finally breaks free, running from the only world he's ever known, he never expects to find safety in a stranger's arms. He knows what it's like to be broken - and how much courage it takes to start over. With patience and kindness, he helps him rediscover his voice, his strength, and the belief that not all love hurts. As scars begin to heal and trust slowly blooms, he learns that family isn't always blood - sometimes it's the people who choose to stand by you when the past tries to pull you back. Together, they fight for healing, freedom, and a love strong enough to rewrite his story.

I loved. And in that love, I became everything I swore I'd never be. I burned quietly, smiled through it, laughed while my heart split in two. I was reckless. I was endless. I was fading. You were there. But not enough. Not for me. And I-stupid, stubborn-kept loving like it was survival, like it was war, like it was the only thing I knew. Love doesn't save. It devours. It leaves nothing untouched. I loved. I lost. And in that loss, I finally saw who I had become. Mujhe Pyar Hua Thaa. And in that love, everything I was... burned. --- You stayed when I didn't see you. You smiled when I didn't choose you. And when you left, you took the version of me that still believed love could be gentle. They say hearts survive love. I don't see many living ones anymore. Maybe that's the cost of wanting too much. Maybe that's what love does- it turns devotion into destruction. --- And Guys Idk if anyone's going to read this but I'm an old author but mere old Acc delete hogaya alongsides with my drafts and stories . so I thought I should do a comeback and idk if anyone's going to read this or not but again I'm writing another M X M AKA ICT BL SHIP BOOK About Abhiman Aka Abhishek X Shubman or Shubman X Abhishek This story is completely fictional and based on Author's imagination . None of the things happened in real life or is connected with any character regarding to this story . remember this is fictional . Now let's jump into the story .

He was supposed to be my brother !! not my everything He was the light , energy , love and everyone adored him a lot . I wanted to hate him because of the unknown feelings I had for him but couldn't why idk whatever it was it was dangerous. I just wanted to be ~ "JUST TO BE HIS AND HIM JUST TO BE MINE" The feelings which were unbearable, invisible but still it exists , the glances never lied , the concern, and the obsession.

Story of two couples. One navigating through an arranged marriage. Another navigating through the complexities of marriage life. Yet finding a way to their better halves everyday.

Summary Shubman Gill is the underworld's most feared name-cold, ruthless, disciplined, and terrifyingly controlled. His marriage was meant to be nothing more than a strategic alliance with the influential Kishan family... until his bride ran away on the wedding day. To save their reputation and their lives, the Kishan family makes a desperate, unforgivable decision. They force Ishan, the younger sibling-sweet, shy, unbearably adorable, and far too innocent for the world Shubman lives in-to wear the bridal clothes and take his sister's place. Before Ishan can even process the betrayal, vows are exchanged, rings are tied, and his life is no longer his own. On their wedding night, Shubman discovers the truth. The woman he married doesn't exist. Instead, standing before him is a boy nearly ten years younger than him-legal, but naïve, untouched by cruelty, and painfully honest. Someone who should have never been dragged into blood-stained mansions and shadowed corridors. Someone who flinches at gunshots, cries silently in locked rooms, and still tries to smile. Shubman should have destroyed him. Instead... he hesitates. Bound by marriage, pride, and the vow he never intended to make, Shubman decides one thing- He will never touch Ishan. He will never force anything on him. He will give him a room, protection, and freedom within the gilded cage of the mafia world... but no emotions. No attachment. No place in his heart. But Ishan, with his stubborn kindness, clumsy innocence, unexpected courage, and the ability to talk back even while terrified, slowly begins to melt the ice around the feared mafia boss. He brings warmth into cold hallways, laughter into a deadly mansion, and softness into a life built on blood. Meanwhile, the underworld whispers. A boy-spouse. A mafia king who suddenly shields someone with his life. And Shubman realizes the cruel truth- Ishan is no weakness. He is the only thing Shubman will kill for. And the only thing he will die for.

People say arrange marriages are scary. ""What if this? What if that?..."" But what if I tell you that love marriages are even scarier...? Shubman was Ishan's college bully, until hostility slowly turned into an unexpected closeness. One mistake-and a devastating misunderstanding-shattered everything. Believing himself betrayed, Shubman chose revenge over forgiveness. When Ishan's lover abandoned him, Shubman married Ishan out of spite, binding them in a cold, loveless marriage. Trapped together, resentment lingers-but so do unresolved feelings. As the truth surfaces and walls begin to fall, anger gives way to warmth, and love finds its way back. A slow-burn romance of hurt, healing, and second chances. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> "You're my second moon...!" Ishan said, a voice full of emotions. Shubman softly kissed his forehead, "And you are my 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 moon!" <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> ...A cold marriage revenge to love plot...

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