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Devraj Singh Rawat was everything a nation admired-royal-blooded, sharp-witted, and terrifyingly composed. He spoke in calm tones, walked like he owned the earth beneath him, and smiled like he'd already won.
Behind that elegance, though, was a mind built for manipulation.
Blackmail, destruction, erasure-he never got his hands dirty. Others did it for him.
At thirty-two, Devraj had power.
What he didn't have... was purity.
Until he saw her.
Amaira Rajvansh, the only daughter of billionaire Rajnath Rajvansh, looked like she belonged in dreams-not reality.
She was soft-spoken, kind-hearted, protected from everything cruel. With hazel eyes that sparkled when she laughed, and a voice like monsoon rain, Amaira walked through life untouched by darkness.
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Men like him didn't fall in love. They calculated.
So he approached her father with a proposal-a strategic marriage alliance, carefully presented as romance. He promised control. Respect. Silence.
But not love.
That wasn't part of the deal.
Until it happened anyway.
He didn't realize when his obsession slipped into his veins. When her smile became the thing he craved more than power. When he started watching her sleep like she was a secret he needed to guard with violence.
Amaira, innocent as ever, believed she had married the perfect man.
She never saw the shadows moving around her-
Never knew the people who wronged her quietly disappeared.
Never noticed how her path was always too clear, too easy.
She thought it was luck. Fate.
It was Devraj.
He protected her with the same calm he used to destroy others.
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She never saw the blood he spilled behind that velvet cage.
And he never let her......