"In the game of power, the Queen is never moved by choice. She is taken by force." Vikramaditya Singh Rana is the youngest, most ruthless CM the state has ever seen. He doesn't believe in prayers, he believes in commands. He has everything-the throne, the people, and the law. Everything, except for the girl from the mountains who dared to look away. Gauri was never meant for the corridors of power. She was meant for the open sky and the cold mountain air. But when a debt from the past is called due, she finds herself sold to the devil in a white kurta. A forced marriage. A gilded cage. A man who wants to own her soul. Gauri thought she was being married to a leader. She didn't realize she was being handed over to a predator who had been waiting for years to claim his 'Amanat.' "You can hate me all you want, Gauri. But in this house, even your breath belongs to me."

The contract was simple. The consequences were fatal. I needed a savior. I got a monster in a tailored suit. Reyaan Rathore is the city's most ruthless business tycoon. He is cold, calculated, and dangerously devoid of humanity. When my life fell apart, he offered me a lifeline: A marriage of convenience to save my family's legacy. The Terms: Wear his ring. Play the part of the doting fiancée. Never, ever look beneath the mask. It was supposed to be a lie. A performance for the cameras and the sharks circling the water. But Reyaan Rathore doesn't play pretend. He plays for keeps. As the lines between the charade and reality blur, I realize this wasn't a business deal. It was a trap. He doesn't just want my hand in marriage; he wants to consume my soul. We are faking the love. But the obsession? That is terrifyingly real.