ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʜɪs ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇs ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss. He was her sin. She was his salvation. But fate never believed in mercy. He ruled empires and buried emotions. The world called him a monster- cold, ruthless, and untouchable. Abhimaan Moretti, the name that made nations tremble, had built his empire on blood and vengeance. Once a boy with a heart, now a king without one. Then she walked in. Rishika Sharma, all sunshine and storms. Fearless yet fragile. Her world revolved around laughter, independence, and dreams-until she collided with him. Their first glance was hate. Their bond was war. Yet somewhere between fury and fire, his frozen heart began to beat again. But love wasn't written in their destiny. Because behind his name hides a secret that could destroy her entire world. And when truth strikes, love turns into the deadliest sin. Now he'll burn the world to bring her back- even if she's the one who no longer wants to be found. A tale of love, obsession, and redemption. Because sometimes, the heart that beats for you... is the one that breaks you.

!! 𝐀 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦- 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !! " 𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. " ˙✧🪐 ๋࣭ ⋆｡ °✩ I despised chaos. Loud annnoying noises that disrupted my peace. All I craved was serenity, a sanctuary from the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. But then, like a sudden gust of wind, she entered my life. she was a storm of chaos, who flipped my peaceful world completely upside down. I couldn't stand her. She was embodied chaos itself, and I was determined to despise her until the very end. But little did I know that her chaos would become the only essence of my peace. The chaos is 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐡𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯. I have had my fill of dictators in my life. Everywhere I turned, I encountered coldness. All I yearned for was warmth. The cozy feeling that wraps around you like a soft warm blanket after being drenched in the rain completely and going numb. I have already had enough coldness and dictatorship in my life and the last thing i needed was another person adding to it. He was the epitome of frigidity, capable of freezing you with a single glance. I despise dictators and the chilling aura they bring. And I absolutely despised him. I couldn't stand him one bit. But little did I know that the warmth I was so desperately searching for would be found in that Antarctica of a person. The dictator is 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤.