spoiled hearts, stolen souls
10 parts Ongoing Eraya was no ordinary heiress. Born with the world's rarest blood type-rh-null-she was a living miracle, a treasure more valuable than diamonds, a secret her family guarded like royalty. Her life was a glittering cage of luxury, endless adoration, and indulgence. Pampered by her doting parents and protected by three ruthless mafia brothers, she lived in a bubble of childish arrogance and untouchable beauty. Everyone worshipped her, and yet, she remained blissfully unaware of the shadows lurking beyond her golden walls.
Shaurya was the opposite. A man forged by silence, pain, and expectation. At 26, he was already a legend in the mafia world-cold, calculating, and merciless. His family didn't love him; they demanded perfection. No warmth, no compassion-only results. His eyes carried a void where feelings should have been, and his presence alone commanded fear. A devil in human form, his emotions were locked away, hidden beneath layers of steel and pride.
Fate didn't care for feelings.
A marriage contract.
One year of binding them together.
Two souls born from opposite worlds.
And nothing-absolutely nothing-would be easy.