Luridra

Anvi Rathore.

At just twenty-six, Anvi Rathore was a name whispered in admiration and awe among criminologists. Sharp, methodical, and enigmatic, she had a mind as intricate as the cases she solved. Anvi's almond-shaped eyes, a deep, unreadable brown, seemed to hold the secrets of the world. Her jet-black hair framed her delicate face, the kind of beauty that felt almost deceptive-soft, yet deadly.

The world knew her as a brilliant professional who could unravel the darkest minds, but beneath that composed exterior was a woman of unrelenting obsession. Her every move was precise, her every thought calculated, especially when it came to him.

Sahir Malhotra.

At thirty, Sahir Malhotra was a force in the courtroom. A defense attorney with a reputation for turning impossible cases into victories, he was celebrated for his quick wit, unshakable confidence, and disarming charm. His tall, commanding presence matched his eloquence, while his dark brown eyes exuded a warmth that made him approachable despite his fierce intellect.

Sahir and Anvi were opposites in many ways-his charm was effortless, hers calculated; his career sought truth, hers exposed it-but they were both masters of their craft. Together, they were a combination that could either set the world ablaze or destroy everything in their path.