#BOOK 1
A stranger hands Kaira an old diary.
A message calls her to a place she's never heard of.
And one night changes everything.
Secrets rise. Identities blur. People she trusts begin to look like strangers.
Kaira thought her past was gone-
but s...
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The night was unnervingly quiet.
Too quiet for a man like me.
The curtains swayed with the faint winter breeze, the pale moonlight spilling into my room and painting everything in silver and shadows. My table was scattered with files from two worlds my legal empire... and my illegal one. Deadly decisions that shaped destinies. People feared the sight of my name on paper.
But tonight... the only thing powerful enough to pull me away from all of that was the girl sleeping on my bed.
Kaira.
Even thinking her name softened a part of me that I've spent years burying under cruelty, strategy, and violence.
My laptop screen flickered, reflecting off my jaw as I typed. Trying to focus. Trying to pretend she wasn't affecting me the way she always did.
My phone vibrated. I answered without emotion.
"Hello?"
"Kaira kaisi hai?" Ritu's voice came through sharp, worried.
My eyes drifted left. And like every damn time, the world blurred. Everything else faded. Only she remained.
Kaira lay tucked into my blanket—my blanket—curled up like she belonged here more than anywhere else. The moonlight brushed over her skin, making her glow like some forbidden dream.
Her lips were slightly parted... Her fingers loosely curled near her cheek... Her breathing soft, steady, innocent...
She looked untouched by darkness.
And yet I was the darkest thing in her life.
"She's fine," I whispered, my voice automatically dropping into that soft, private tone reserved only for her.
Ritu didn't speak for a moment.
I didn't care. I was too busy letting my eyes travel over Kaira's sleeping face.
God... She made it so damn hard to breathe. The kind of beautiful that made your chest ache and your mind spiral into wicked places.
She shifted suddenly. A soft sound left her throat, her eyebrows scrunching as her hair fell over her face.
