Devil's Bride

What happens when a sweet maiden falls into hands of a devil??....

An underworld king got obsessed with a little maiden, but he lets go of her for her own good... Tries to forget her, and vows that he will never let go of her if she ever crosses his path again...

And she, our innocent maiden, who silently loved him with all her heart, not knowing his reality, devastated by his sudden departure, will try her level best to reach him....

A small glance at Ayaan and Maya's life,

Ayaan, sitting beside her, couldn't take his eyes off her. Her hesitation, her nervous glances, her innocence-it all stirred something deep and primal within him. He leaned forward slightly, testing the waters, his arm brushing hers.

Maya stiffened at the sudden closeness, her heart pounding. "Ayaan, what are you doing?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He smirked, tilting his head as if studying her. "I'm testing something," he said, his tone teasing yet heavy with meaning.

"Testing what?" she asked, her voice catching.

He leaned closer still, his hand moving to gently tuck her hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering just a second too long. Her breath hitched at the contact, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

"Testing how much closer I can get before you push me away," he murmured, his voice low and intimate