his purest sin

He shoved her against the wall, hand curling tightly around her throat. His lips hovered a breath away from hers, and the usual calm in his ocean-blue eyes was replaced with burning jealousy.

"What did I tell you, princess?" he growled, voice low and dangerous.

She gasped, feeling the hard press of him against her core. Her breath caught, throat dry, a moan slipping past her lips before she could speak.

His other hand cupped her breast, squeezing roughly. She trembled, knees weakening.

"M-Mr. Al-Alvarez..." she whimpered, only to moan again as he pinched her nipple through her dress.

He leaned in, tongue flicking her earlobe before sucking it, whispering darkly, "Pull that stunt again, and I'll fuck you so hard you won't remember your own name."

He was the sin she wasn't supposed to want. And she-his purest, most dangerous temptation.

Nirvana alvarez

Cold. Calculating. Charismatic. A powerful half-Indian, half-Spanish mafia king who hides his trauma behind control and violence. for revenge he enters Vaidehi's world with one goal-*ruin her*. But her quiet strength and composure turn his hate into a dangerous obsession. He doesn't want her kindness-he wants her *surrender*

Vaidehi Agarwal

India's most renowned psychiatrist. Smart, composed, emotionally guarded. Built her success alone, hiding deep trauma beneath perfection. Self-conscious about her body, she avoids physical intimacy-but behind her calm lies a storm. She spent years burying her own trauma beneath degrees, silence, and a smile that never quite reached her eyes. She never expected him. And she definitely didn't expect to unravel She sees Nirvana as just another complex patient... until she realizes she's not studying him-he's *consuming* her.

He hates her.She doesn't know whyBut when obsession tastes sweeter than revenge who saves whom? and who'll destroy whom?