When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Deception, betrayal and secrets but when the truth peels out of the compromise, will she still think of him as the tortured hero of her story? Or as the tortured villain who shattered her heart?

Welcome to the story of Vedh and Layla, two bruised hearts waiting to be healed with love but some stories are not written to give you butterflies but to drench your heart with raw emotions and this one is all about that!

"𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘆....𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿." A diamond that doesn't shatter-it suffers. She carries the weight of ruined dynasties in her fractured bones, A living reliquary for sins not her own. Her father's cruelty. Her brother's hatred. Her husband's vengeance. Each scar a testament to someone else's war, Each tear a baptism in borrowed guilt. The lost heir who survived hell. Two kingdoms crumbled to dust in her name, Yet no one asks who broke them first. "Hate me," she whispers to the dark, "At least that your hatred is honest." In the end The heaviest crowns are forged from what we survive. Now the diamond sharpens itself... In this twisted tale of family secrets, manipulation, and dark desires, vengeance will bleed into love, and love will heal the wounds of a heart that's been broken beyond repair. A story of love that heals and hurts in equal measure. 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨 :- 𝗠𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆/𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱/𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗛𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗹 𝗠𝗠𝗖 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. Love is blind, so does guilt. Devotion is a virtue, but in the wrong eyes, it turns into blindness. Love is not always gentle-it can be cruel, consuming, and relentless. When fate binds two souls in an unholy vow, the line between worship and possession fades. And in the end, devotion is either a blessing or a curse.