2 parts Ongoing MatureCOMING SOON FOR THEIR TRUTH
Between karma and desire, one must fall-and the other must burn.
In Varanasi, where the river carries prayers and sins alike, she returns-no longer the girl who bled, but the woman who burns.
Nayantara Khanna.
Orphaned. Scarred. Forged in silence and rage.
And him-
Veeransh Malhotra.
Chief Minister. Mafia King. The boy who shattered her... and the man who cannot forget.
Eighteen years have passed since betrayal carved their fates in stone. He believed she was gone. She believed she could forget. Both were wrong.
"You think you know me?" she whispers, her voice like a blade.
"I have known you," he answers, low and unshaken, "in every sin, every sleepless night-waiting for this reckoning."
But she has not come for forgiveness.
She has come for fire.
And yet, desire lingers-dark, forbidden, eternal.
In the city where karma waits and destiny watches, love is no salvation.
It is a curse.
A weapon.
A wound that bleeds only deeper.
"I did not return for peace," she says, her eyes lit with vengeance.
"I returned to see you fall."
"Then fall with me," he murmurs, stepping closer.
"Because I will not let you go. Not now. Not ever."
Some wounds do not bleed; they burn... and they burn forever.
Obsession is not love-it is worship sharpened into a blade