All of Me

Isfiya Ali has always known she is beautiful, the kind of beauty that invites possession, not love. When her sister’s fiancé demands to marry her as well, her world collapses overnight. Hopes turn to ash and reputation to ruin. Cast aside and quietly erased, Isfiya does the only thing left to her: she buries her dreams and makes herself useful instead.

Saif Mirza swore he would never love again. A widower, a devoted father, a man forged by grief, he knows exactly what love costs and he refuses to pay that price twice. But from the moment he lays eyes on Isfiya, something dangerous awakens. An attraction too sharp to indulge, too forbidden to name. He locks it down beneath iron control and an unyielding sense of duty.

Fate, however, is not so easily restrained. Shared glances linger and silences throb with meaning. What grows between them is wordless, restrained and undeniable. When Saif finally asks for her hand in marriage, it is not love he offers, but convenience and protection. Isfiya accepts anyway, clinging to the fragile hope that his silence hides something deeper.

But Saif wants a mother for his child. Isfiya wants more than that; she wants to be chosen for herself. Desire coils tightly between them, until restraint begins to fracture and Saif’s carefully built walls start to crack. And just when he is forced to confront the truth of his own heart, another buried truth comes to light, one that threatens to destroy what little remains between them.

Will Saif finally surrender to the love he has fought with ruthless determination?
Or will Isfiya once again be asked to make herself smaller and settle for less than being loved for all of herself?