Shanaya Oberoi, the only daughter of her parents-Vikrant and Meera Oberoi. In the eyes of most people, she was spoiled-a girl who had never heard the word no and never had to fight for what she wanted. And perhaps they weren't entirely wrong. For twenty-three years, life had handed her everything on a silver platter. The best schools. The best opportunities. The unwavering support of parents who loved her more than anything. Yet somehow, despite having everything, Shanaya felt lost. Still finding direction, still looking for herself. Her parents wanted her to get married-to settle in life. She denied-not ready for it yet. They urged her to work, or at least study further. She didn't want that either. They talked over it, had arguments and even fought sometimes. Till one night, till one fight that made her leave her parents house. She walked away from her house, from her mother's tears, from her father's expectations, their love. Not because it didn't hurt-but because it hurt too much to stay. It had been a week since she walked away from everything. Everything she called her own, her house, her people. She roamed the city endlessly-trying to reach somewhere it didn't hurt. Somewhere she didn't have to carry everything. Until she reached an empty alley. No one in sight-or so it seemed. She walked till the end of the alley, meeting a dead end. She turned around-to walk away, to leave. But-but she heard a sound that stopped her dead in her track. A small whimper. She turned around and to her shock-two boys. Young, shivering, cold-abandoned in heavy rain inside a cardboard box. She reached over to them. And in that moment, Shanaya had no idea that the two boys staring back at her were about to change her life forever.

Kabir, the only son of his parents, rich, spoiled and getting used to what he wants. He doesn't know what the meaning of no is, because he has never heard it. He is one who buys things without checking the price tag. Games. Clothes. Shoes. Cars. He gets all what he wants with a snap of his fingers. Brought up in luxury, he is the dreamboy of many. At 16, he's everything one looks for in a guy. Smart. Handsome. Rich. And completely unaware, of what it felt like to lose. On the other hand, Ruan. The boy who lost everything and still walked like he owned the world. He wasn't unfamiliar with luxury. He was born into it. He knew the weight of expensive watches, the comfort of tailored suits, the ease of getting anything without asking twice. But, all it took was one day. One day, for his whole world to collapse. He went from a spoiled, talkative boy someone who chose who was worthy of his time to someone who couldn't bring himself to speak at all. All it took was a single day, to lose everything when his parents got into an accident and left him all alone. But, even on death bed, his parents couldn't leave him alone in a world full of vultures who were waiting just for trading him apart. Their hearts wouldn't allow that. So, they entrusted him with that one person who he could trust him with his son and all his property. His bestfriend. More like a brother, from another mother. Ashwath, Kabir's father and Rishaan's, bestfriend. He took a promise from him that he would protect and care for his child till he could take care of himself. Now, let's see what fate awaits them, as their paths crossed.

Devraj Raghuwanshi, the mafia heir to one of the most powerful and influential syndicates in the world. He wasn't raised on sweet talks and warmth-he was raised on survival and blood. His father, Raghuveer Raghuwanshi-a man of steel, built him to be the mafia lord he is today. His father gave him everything. From expensive materials to luxurious facilities. From authority to power. From blood to empire. But one thing that he couldn't give him was warmth. Because between ruling an empire and expanding a business that swallowed continents, Raghuveer Raghuvanshi had no time left to teach his son how to be soft... or how to be held. A man who commanded millions and controlled nations never noticed the quiet suffering happening inside his own home. Devraj, a forever quiet child didn't brag about it, never told anyone. When Raghuveer came to know, he killed the culprit with his own hands. But, it was already too late, Devraj had slipped by. He had become a cold, terrifying danger by then. Something, no one could understand but always feared. And, no amount of soft words could bring him back. That's when Siddharth entered his life. He was everything Devraj didn't like. Chaotic. Uncontrollable. Dramatic. Looks of an angel. Habits of a disaster. Siddharth-Siddharth Malhotra, the spoiled golden heir of the Malhotra empire, adored, protected, and untouched by the kind of darkness Devraj was born into. He was their most pampered child since forever. Devraj knew that boy was trouble. But even then he couldn't stop the pull he felt towards him. "I'll burn the world before it reaches you, little troublemaker." ♾️✨

Vikram Thakur, the middle child of the Thakurs. His parents, Anirudh and Ashwini Thakur had bestowed all of the world's happiness onto him and his brothers. He was brought up surrounded by love and stability. The Thakurs were a respected family in their village, and their home was always filled with warmth, laughter, and togetherness. As he grew up, he became everything a girl could wish for. Tall, handsome and confident. The kind of man whose presence commanded attention without demanding it. A kind of charm that turned heads effortlessly. But people often thought twice before approaching him, as he was quite infamous for his bad temper. The stories of his temper were enough to make people think twice before crossing him. At 27, an age perfectly suitable to settle in life he is set to marry Naina Choudhary. An arrangement made years ago by his father and his friend when they were younger. Naina Choudhary the soft, gentle and shy girl. The most pampered daughter of the Choudhary's. Completely opposite to Vikram's temper she's soft spoken. One thing about her most people don't know is that she can be sassy and outspoken at times. A side reserved only for the people she considered her own. But, what will happen when these two completely different people come together and live together. Under one roof and in the same room. What will happen when they two live together as one. Will their differences drive them apart, or will they become the very reason they fall in love? To know more, come and read. Note*- this story is set in the 1980s to 1990s period.