​DR. EKANSHAA AGNIHOTRI is a professional illusionist. Three years ago, a sound tore her life apart, leaving her haunted by a ghost she still writes to. Now, she wears her ghost's calm confidence like armor, burying her profound grief beneath a façade of clumsy cheer and career ambition. She craves exhaustion, seeking high-risk patients who can drown out the silence of her trauma. Her wish is granted in REYAANSH RONAV. A billionaire financier consumed by rage and anxiety, Reyaansh is the personification of ruin. Systematically betrayed by love and pushed to the brink of collapse, he is desperate to regain control and equally desperate to destroy anyone who tries to pry open his pain. He sees Ekanshaa, his new psychiatrist, as merely another paid obstacle to tear down. She is the Ice that guards an unhealed wound. He is the Storm that threatens to shatter the world around him. Thrown together in an unethical, high-stakes arrangement, their sessions become a brutal war of wills. Ekanshaa must find order in Reyaansh's chaos to save her career and her sanity, but his volatile pain threatens to break her composure, forcing her to confront the tragic life she left behind. The question isn't whether she can heal him. The question is which will break first: the wall of calm she built in the memory of the past, or the ruinous rage of the man who represents her terrifying future. THE CALM AND THE RUIN

She's calm, witty, and wears her heart too close to the surface. He's rich, mysterious, and would rather live alone than share his world. When Rhea is forced into a marriage with Arjun, the man everyone calls untouchable , she vows to keep her spirit alive. But Arjun keeps his distance, his walls higher than his empire. He isn't cruel. He doesn't disrespect her. But his silence burns more than words ever could. Rhea tries to make him see her. She jokes, teases, even pushes his buttons , anything to break through the frost. But the more she reaches out, the more he retreats. Until jealousy sparks. Until her laughter with someone else makes him tighten his jaw. Until her tears make his hands clench. It's a dangerous dance of pride, denial, and longing, a slow burn where every stolen glance feels like a fire waiting to consume them both. 💔 Forced together by family. 🔥 Torn apart by secrets. ❤️ Destined for a love that takes everything to ignite. #forcedmarriage Rank- #165 #Wild Rank- #77 #slowburn #india #obsessedlove #jealousy #possessiveness