"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Darkness. She knew nothing else. For twenty-five years, she had lived in the shadows of her past, neglected by her own family and haunted by secrets that still kept her awake at night. That darkness was all she had to offer. Until he entered her life. He was her arranged husband, chosen by their families. She had vowed to hate him with all her heart and promised herself to never accept him as her husband. However, destiny had some other plans for her. He welcomed all her darkness and began to light up her world with a love she once used to call 'bullshit.' He saw her pain, her scars, and he didn't turn away. Instead, he held her closer. And for the first time in years, she found herself smiling. His kindness and patience melted her once-frozen heart and made her believe that true love did exist. In his arms, she found a home she had always craved for. ◕💍◕ Insecurities. They were his best friend. But years of harsh judgments had left him bitter and sarcastic toward others. Yet, beneath that ruthlessness and sarcasm, was a man with a heart as pure as gold. But the only things that kept him attached to life were books and poetry until he set his eyes on her and made a vow. To be hers- Only hers till his last breath. She swept into his life like a vortex and challenged everything he thought he knew. She saw past his facade, past the defenses he had built and uncovered the beauty and strength within him he never knew existed. He found the courage to accept his fears and shattered parts with her and turned them into his armor. She became the strength he never saw coming, the one person who could shatter him and yet make him whole. ◕💍◕ But what happens when Mira's dark past rises from the grave? Will Siddharth be bold enough to keep his vows, or will he run far away from her out of insecurities and fears? Join the beautiful journey of the married life of Siddharth and Mira.

"Aditya, I-" "Yes or No." His voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding. Shivalika didn't say anything. She knew if she replied with only Yes or No then it will bring up more Misunderstandings. But Her silence was enough for him. "The lies, the betrayal... You really thought I wouldn't find out?" Her eyes drifted to the papers in his hand-papers that would change everything. Her face paled. She had never imagined the truth would come out like this. "D-DNA report..." Her voice trembled. Her family was now frozen in shock. The betrayal was too much. His heart, once shattered, He had trusted her, believed her- But she had betrayed him. Not once, but twice. After all these years, she had hidden the truth about his daughter. "You hid it from me." His voice was thick "For eight years." His words were harsh. "I have a 7 year-old daughter, and I never knew she existed. I thought my child was dead! And you... you didn't think I had the right to know?" His voice broke into a whisper, one laced with pain. "I should've known. I shouldn't have trusted you after what you did to me eight years ago." Disgust curling his lips. For the first time, Shivalika saw hatred for her in his eyes, and it pierced her soul. But she knew she deserved it- every bit of his hate. She had broken him all over again. "You're a lawyer, right? You fight for human rights, but You took away my rights as a father." "Ms. Chauhan...You will regret hiding this from me. You've seen my love,and now... now you will see my Hate." "I didn't hate you when you left me. But today, today you've given me a reason to." His face twisted in a storm of fury, betrayal. "I'll make your life a living hell. This was all because of our family rivalry right? Now, I'll show You what a Real Rivalry looks like." Each word filled with venom, rage, and the promise of Vengeance. The man who had once been the hero of someone's story had now become the villain of his own. His Love turned into Vengeance.