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"Observe. Protect. Don't get involved." That was Tee's mission. After failing his last assignment, the quiet elite sniper is forced into an undercover surveillance job: spend three months living with an ordinary civilian named Dew and protect him without revealing his identity. Simple. Except Dew is anything but simple. He is effortlessly charming, annoyingly handsome, and has a dangerous habit of invading Tee's personal space. Every teasing smile sends Tee's carefully disciplined mind into complete chaos-while his expression remains frustratingly unreadable. But beneath Dew's easygoing smile lies a secret powerful enough to shake the city's underworld. One is a shadow trained to protect. The other was born to rule an empire he wishes he could escape. As hidden enemies close in, fake identities begin to crack, and the line between duty and desire grows thinner with every passing day. Because sometimes... The most dangerous target isn't the one in your crosshairs. It's the one who quietly steals your heart.

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They became headlines before they could become heard. One night. One couch. One conversation that set the world on fire. Labels were thrown, judgments were passed, and suddenly, they weren't just cricketers anymore... they were controversies. But behind the noise, behind the clips that went viral and the opinions that never stopped, there was a story no one cared to understand. Two men. Two different silences. One bond that neither fame nor fallout could break. While the world trended their mistake... they were living their truth. #TrendingUs, where scandal meets softness, and the story finally gets told.

At seventeen, Mayank Markande was married off to a family that needed an extra pair of hands more than a son. Now eighteen, he wakes before sunrise, works till midnight, and silently carries an entire village household on his back , cooking, cleaning, washing, serving... existing only when someone needs something done. In that house, nobody asks if he's tired. Nobody notices his swollen hands. Nobody thanks him. Because to them "Bas ghar pe hi toh ho." And whenever the exhaustion slips through his silence, the same words cut even deeper: "Tum Karte Hi Kya Ho?" But how long can someone keep giving everything before they finally break?

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Five years ago, Ishan Kishan did the bravest and stupidest thing of his life-he left the man he loved. He broke his own heart, disappeared, became the first Omega ACP in India, raised a five-year-old daughter who thinks she runs the government, and convinced himself that moving on was a real thing people actually did. Spoiler: it was not. Now life is simple. Catch criminals. Ignore society. Survive his mother Kavita's lectures. Pack Aaruhi's school tiffin. Pretend he does not still think about one certain arrogant cricket star. Very manageable. Until Mumbai happens. And unfortunately, so does Shubman Gill. India's cricket prince. National heartthrob. Walking ego in expensive shirts. Possessive Alpha. Professional menace. Also, Ishan's first love. Biggest regret. Personal headache. When death threats force ACP Ishan Kishan to become head of security for the Indian cricket team, he expects danger. He does not expect Shubman looking him in the eye and deciding, very calmly, that losing him once was enough. Now there is unresolved love, old wounds, too much chemistry, one extremely observant child, and a dangerously shameless Alpha who keeps looking at him like "running away again" is no longer an available option. Between handcuffs and heartbeats, duty and desire, and a past that refuses to stay buried, some loves do not end. They just wait. And Shubman Gill? He has waited long enough.