Set in early 2000s India, this is a slow-burn romance of unsaid feelings, stubborn silences, and hearts that take their time to fall. "I have loved you since I was six." But I never told him. Because he was my best friend's brother. Because he was eight years older. Because he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Years passed. I never moved on. Not even a little. And then... he came back-older, colder, and wearing a police uniform. Then, I did the one thing I never dared before. I wrote him a letter. A letter full of everything I had buried inside me for years. He read it. And broke my heart with five quiet words: "You are not my type." But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. One letter. One rejection. And one arranged marriage proposal later, suddenly, I'm his fiancée. He asked me to say no. I said yes.

When fierce and disciplined IPS officer Devyansh Oberoi agrees to an arranged marriage with the bubbly, stubborn, and innocent Khushi Gupta, he expects a quiet domestic life-nothing that could threaten his rigid world of law and justice. What he doesn't expect is to fall for her completely. As Khushi slowly carves a place in his guarded heart with her laughter, warmth, and mischief, Devyansh finds himself torn between his dangerous duties and his growing desire to protect the woman he now calls his. But love doesn't come easy when shadows from the past resurface-bringing crime, betrayal, and a threat closer to home than ever before. From Delhi to Paris and Shimla, their story unfolds in stolen kisses, whispered promises, and the weight of secrets. As bullets fly and masks fall, Khushi must decide how far she's willing to go for love, and Devyansh must face the truth: the greatest battle he'll fight isn't in the line of duty-it's for her. A romance forged in duty, tested by danger, and bound by unbreakable love.