Twisted Hearts - a tale of love, fate, and obsession. She's a passionate graphic design student, focused on her dreams. He's a powerful CEO, a man who always gets what he wants. Their worlds were never meant to collide-until fate intervened, pulling them into a connection neither of them saw coming. Just as their hearts begin to intertwine, the past resurfaces-a shadow that refuses to be forgotten. A love long buried, a jealousy that knows no limits, and a deception that threatens to tear them apart. When hearts are twisted by fate and obsession, will love be enough to survive the storm?

"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

It's continuation of Age gap : Jungkook (read this if you want to understand the story line and Character) Someone : wow look at her, she is awesome.... Don't you think so. Another person : she is awesome, cause she is the half owner of jjk company. Someone : wow, rich super rich... Another person : yup, rich and bitch both mixture. Someone : Hmmm? Another person : she divorced our ceo and become the board member... She really asked his half property... Someone : but why? Another person : No one knows that, but she is a greedy women, she even take her kids castuded and never allow our sir meet them. Someone : she don't look like this type. Another person : you never know someone's type by face, their are so many humor about her. Someone : I pity our ceo.. Another person : me also....

Star : I'm not going to marry him he is an uncle...... You are going to marry him and its a final call... Star's dad. Jungkook : She is a kid I'm not doing this. But we want our business to become on top to defeat your dad..... Star's dad It's a story of 10 year age gap.... Jungkook 30 year old cold ceo. Star 20 year engineering student.