Jheel Verma is a CBI officer. She believes that justice is above all. Even her own family. She's confident, has an angry streak and ruthless when required but has a soft spot only reserved for her parents. The perpetrators and criminals call her a mean bitch, but her parents and best friends know her as the kindest, most selfless person ever, only to them, that is. Abhimaan Singh Rathore is a Real Estate mogul. Wealthy, arrogant but has a sane enough head on his shoulders which Jheel fails to recognise. The eldest son, who shoulders the responsibility of the entire empire over the remains of his own past demons. There's just something about him that demands attention and respect. Two things his future wife would rather jump off a cliff over rather then give him. One hot afternoon, Jheel pins this wealthy man to his car for ruining her planned mission. Abhimaan Singh Rathore will forever tell his kids, that's how he met their mother. Red faced, bright eyed and an arrogant little thing, to which Jheel would always reply with: You were the arrogant one, you idiot. Don't twist facts. In a series of meets and threats, Jheel and Abhimaan find themselves more and more entangled with each other. Why? Because the Universe lacks entertainment so it makes it a mission to get these two hard heads together. To witness the drama, the rage, the secrets and beyond it all, the delicious catastrophe which occurred every time they were face to face. And entertainment it was, for a good while before..... feelings came in. Before destruction turned to destiny. Before they learned to find a rhythm in each other's chaos. They didn't just fall in love. They waged war with it. They collided, they claimed, they consumed and they burned. And when the smoke cleared, love was all that remained, scorched into their destined souls. Tropes- 🌊God tier Slow burn ⛈️Enemies to Lovers 👑Eldest son x Eldest daughter 😠Grumpy x Grumpy 🪢♾️Forced marriage