As a little girl, Haya Noor would drape her mother's dupatta over her head, twirling around like a bride in her own magical world. She believed in fairytales-the kind where the prince would come galloping on a white horse to whisk her away to a life filled with love and happiness. Her heart was tender, her dreams innocent, and her faith in love unshakable. She longed for the day she would wear a real bridal veil, not for the ceremony, but for the promise of a happily ever after.
But life doesn't always deliver fairytales.
Riyan Ali Khan was the storm her dreams never anticipated. A man with strikingly handsome features, and a presence so commanding that it seemed the world bent to his will. He was everything her innocent heart should have run from-intense, rich, possessive, and dangerously unpredictable. To the world, he was untouchable, a man cloaked in power and control. But to Haya, he was the man who made her heart race with fear and longing in equal measure.
Riyan's love was not gentle; it was all-consuming. He didn't just want Haya-he needed her. She was his obsession, his weakness, and the one thing he couldn't let go of, even when his darkness threatened to consume her light. Every look, every touch, every word from him held an unspoken promise: she was his, whether she wanted to be or not.
Haya once dreamed of being a bride, but now she wonders-what happens when the prince becomes the villain in her story?
The girl who believed in fairytales would soon learn that sometimes, the greatest love stories are written not in perfection, but in the flaws that bind two souls together. But was this her fairytale, or just another story destined to leave her broken?