"You hate me," Rafay whispered, his voice trembling as his back hit the wall, Zaviyar's body pressing dangerously close.
"I don't hate you," Zaviyar growled, pinning Rafay's wrist to the marble. "I just want to ruin every part of you that doesn't be...
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Zaviyar Irtaza Khan
Age: 23
Role: Mafia heir, final year business student, dangerously married to his soft cousin.
He smells like: black coffee, leather, and sin.
Personality: Possessive. Cold. Control freak with rage issues. The type who doesn't ask — he takes.
Appearance: 6'2, dusky skin, chiseled jaw, always in black. A walking red flag with a perfect smirk.
What he says:
"I don't need your love. Just your silence when I'm between your legs."
"You're mine, Rafay. Legally. Physically. Completely. Fight it all you want — I like it better when you cry."
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🤍 Rafay Ali Shah
Age: 19
Role: Shy, innocent cousin. Forced into marriage. Soft on the outside, fire hidden beneath.
He smells like: vanilla, old books, and rain.
Personality: Gentle. Quiet. But once pushed... dangerously stubborn.
Appearance: 5'8, milky skin, soft brown eyes, pouty lips he bites when nervous.
What he says:
"I'm not yours to break just because you married me."
"You think I'm soft? Wait until you find out what happens when
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👀 What You're Getting Into:
🔞 Enemies to husbands (with benefits?)
💔 Cousin marriage gone wrong (or too right)
💢 Possession. Jealousy. A lot of pinning-against-the-wall scenes.
🔥 One bed. No space. All tension.
🖤 A cold mafia heir learning how to crave... his quiet little husband.
