Two brothers born in crime. Two girls born in prayer. A destiny written in blood and vows. Devansh Singh Oberoi-the ruthless elder son, who marries for convenience, not love. Shivansh Singh Oberoi-the unpredictable storm, whose forced marriage hides a darker secret. Anjali Ray and Soumya Singh-two best friends, devotees of Lord Shiv, kind-hearted, innocent... and unaware that their fate is already entangled with the Oberois. But when sacred vows collide with mafia bloodlines, when prayers mix with bullets, when trust turns into betrayal- they will all learn that love can heal... or destroy. Because some bonds are forged by vows... And some are broken by fate.

This could have been a gentle story for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that will not let you stay indifferent. And now, you'll understand why. This is not a story about perfect love. It's about healing through pain, about love that blooms after trauma, and about the fragile line between salvation and obsession. She is a woman rebuilding herself from the ashes. Not strong - simply real. A mother. A fighter. A writer whose words cut deeper than truth itself. She doesn't want to be someone's muse - she only wants to be understood. He is the man the world worships... and fears. A legend. A symbol of an era. But behind the fame, there's a man haunted by his own darkness. Together, they are fire and gasoline - two broken souls learning how to love without losing themselves. Their story isn't a fairytale. It's an age-gap dark romance about redemption, grief, and the courage to love again. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.