The Devil's Transgender Bride!!
" PROLOGUE "
The Devil’s Transgender Bride!!
The room smelled of smoke and roses...
Moscow nights were bitterly cold, but inside Mikheil Ivanov’s penthouse, fire burned too close to the skin...
Bani trembled beneath him, her lips swollen from his unrelenting kisses...
His weight pinned her down, his hands holding her wrists as though she might run away...
He had never allowed weakness, never begged for anything in his life, yet with her…
He was always on the edge of losing control...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Look at me, Angel..."
**he growled against her mouth, his Russian accent thickening with desire**
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her eyes opened slowly dark, luminous, fragile**
“Mikheil… you’ll destroy me...”
A laugh escaped him, low and dangerous...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Then let me. You were made to be ruined by me, Baani!!"
**His tongue traced her jaw, his teeth nipped her throat**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“You belong to me. Every inch, every breath, every heartbeat... mine!!”
She whimpered, not entirely from fear, not entirely from desire...
His body pressed against hers, his hand sliding lower, mapping the shape of her, desperate to know every secret she hid...
Baani Sharma / FL
“Mikheil…”
**she whispered, her voice breaking**
“Please—”
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Please what, lyubov "
**He smirked, his thumb stroking her trembling lips**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Beg me to stop?"
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
"Or beg me to take you?”
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her heart raced**
He could hear it, feel it, like a drum against his chest...
She wanted to confess, wanted to speak the truth she had buried all her life...
How could she risk the only man who had ever looked at her like she was an angel instead of an outcast?
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**His hand slid further**
He wanted to claim her, fully, completely. And then he stilled...
A silence heavier than gun fire filled the room...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**His breath froze in his chest**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**His eyes widened, disbelief crashing like thunder**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**His fingers recoiled as though burned**
He pushed back sharply, staring down at her with a face twisted in shock...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“What… is this?”
**His voice was raw, guttural, as if the words themselves were poison**
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her eyes filled with tears**
She turned her face away, shame clawing at her chest...
Baani Sharma / FL
“I—I wanted to tell you. I tried—”
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“No...”
**He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him**
His blue eyes were colder than a Siberian winter...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Tell me I’m wrong, Baani. Tell me this isn’t true.”
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her lips trembled**
“Mikheil… I am a woman. I’ve lived as one all my life. But I was born—different!!"
The silence that followed broke her more than his grip ever could...
He let go of her with a violent jerk, standing up as though he had touched something unholy...
He dragged his hands through his hair, pacing like a caged beast...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“You…”
**His voice shook, low with fury and disbelief**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“You deceived me. You—”
Baani Sharma / FL
“I never lied!!”
She cried, sitting up, clutching the blanket around her trembling body...
Baani Sharma / FL
“I am who I am. I just—no one ever saw me the way you did. You made me feel like… like I wasn’t broken.”
His laughter was sharp, cruel, but his eyes glistened with something far more dangerous than hatred, betrayal...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Broken? You are broken, Baani. And I—”
**He slammed his fist against the wall, leaving a dent**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“I fell in love with a lie... A fúcking lie”
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her tears streamed freely**
“So everything you said? That I was yours? That I was your angel... A lie?”
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**His chest heaved**
He wanted to deny her truth, to erase it, to turn back the clock...
But the truth was an iron chain...
He had touched it, felt it, and there was no erasing it...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“Angel?”
**His lips twisted**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“No. You are a devil’s curse.”
Baani Sharma / FL
**She flinched as if struck**
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her nails dug into her palms**
Yet she refused to bow her head...
Baani Sharma / FL
“If I am a curse, then you chose me. You chased me. You kidnapped me. You kept me here. You claimed me when I never asked to be yours...”
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**His breath caught**
Rage and desire warred inside him...
He wanted to throw her out, to never see her again...
And yet… the thought of losing her made his chest ache like a blade twisting inside...
Mikheil strode back to her, grabbing her face roughly, forcing her to look into his burning eyes...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“I should let you go”
**he hissed**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“I should throw you out into the streets and forget your name...”
Baani Sharma / FL
**Her tears met his fury**
“Then do it. Set me free..”
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**He froze**
His grip faltered for just a second, but it was enough to betray him...
His jaw tightened, his voice breaking like glass...
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“No...”
**he growled, his forehead pressing against hers, trembling with rage and need**
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
“I can’t..."
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
"Do you hear me?"
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
"I can’t. Woman or not… angel or curse… you are mine and this devil does not let go of what he claims.”
Her breath hitched, torn between despair and dangerous hope...
In that moment, love and disgust, devotion and destruction, tangled into something unholy between them...
And neither of them knew if it would save them… or destroy them both...
The Devil's Transgender Bride!!
⚠️ Warning:
This book contains dark romance themes, including kidnapping, obsession, psychological manipulation, mafia violence, and taboo sexual content. The female lead is a transgender woman, and her journey explores identity, betrayal, love, and possession in a brutal underworld.
It is not a light or fluffy love story—expect morally grey characters, toxic relationships, and an obsessive anti-hero who blurs the line between love and control.
Read at your own risk.
The Devil’s Transgender Bride!!
Baani Sharma
.AGE. 21
Angelic, breathtakingly beautiful, raised by the transgender community after being abandoned at age 5.
College student, hides her truth from the world, including her university.
Mikheil Ivanov
.AGE. 26
Dangerous Russian mafia heir, cold and ruthless, yet obsessive once he sees Baani.
Isha Kapoor
.AGE. 22
Bani’s close college friend, bubbly and protective, unaware of Bani’s transgender identity.
Madhu
.AGE. 38
Bani’s transgender godmother, wise, strong, and loving, who raised her like a daughter...
Yukti
.AGE. 24
Bani’s friend from the transgender home, fiery and outspoken, loyal to Bani.
Isaac Ivanov
.AGE. 22
His younger brother, charming but manipulative, secretly ambitious.
Gabriel Ivanov
.AGE. 52
Their father, ruthless mafia patriarch who built the Ivanov empire.
Nitya Rai
.AGE. 48
Mikheil’s Indian mother, graceful but distant, hides secrets of her own.
Igor Petrov
.AGE. 25
Mikheil’s most trusted man, his shadow, loyal to death.
_Inayat_ [NARRATOR]
Baani.... A breathtaking angel hiding a dangerous truth...
_Inayat_ [NARRATOR]
Mikheil... The devil who kidnaps her, obsessed beyond reason....
Their love... twisted, forbidden, yet inevitable...
_Inayat_ [NARRATOR]
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The First Glance!!
The clatter of students rushing out of the lecture hall echoed down the corridor...
I held my books close to my chest, smiling faintly as Isha pulled at my arm...
Isha Kapoor/FL FRIEND
“Come on, Banni!! We’ll miss the bus again..."
**she groaned, her kohl-lined eyes rolling dramatically**
Baani Sharma / FL
“Arrey ruk na, Isha… just two minutes...”
[“Wait, Isha… just two minutes...”]
I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, feeling the city’s dust already sticking to my skin...
College life was vibrant, loud, and reckless nothing like the quiet village I came from, where everyone knew me as just Banni...
We parted ways near the bus stop...
My bus always left later, so I walked the narrow road that curved into the fields...
The golden sunlight stretched long shadows, and the faint smell of earth after a weak drizzle still lingered...
That’s when I saw her an old woman, bent under the weight of a basket filled with vegetables...
Old Lady
**Her steps faltered, the basket slipping**
Baani Sharma / FL
“Mataji!!”
["Grandma!!?"]
I ran forward, grabbing the basket before it could tumble...
Baani Sharma / FL
“Dhyaan se… aap gir jaati toh?”
[“Be careful… what if you fall?”]
The old woman blinked at me with tired eyes...
Old Lady
“Beti… bhagwaan tujhe khush rakhe...”
[“Daughter… may God keep you happy…”]
I smiled, adjusting the basket on my hip...
Baani Sharma / FL
“Chaliye, main aapko raste tak chhod deti hoon...”
[“Let’s go, I will drop you on the way…”]
Mikheil Ivanov /ML
**He looking at her without blinking**
I didn’t notice it the pair of sharp green eyes, hidden in the shadow of a black car parked nearby...
Watching. Measuring. Claiming.
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