Zehra Vihaan Singhania is a sniper, a hacker, and a woman whose heart is buried beneath layers of steel and scars. Cold, composed, and fiercely protective of her own, she serves as one of India's elite NSG commandos-tasked with missions so high-stakes, they leave no room for error. But behind her steely exterior lies a past she can't outrun: a broken family, a fractured soul, and secrets that could destroy her.
But when the Director General orders her to protect two men from across the border-Shahnawaz Shah, a ruthless Pakistani politician with a reputation for being untouchable, and Murtasim Khan, a mafia prince turned Surpanch with ice in his veins-Zehra's world is turned upside down.
Shahnawaz Shah is a name spoken in hushed tones in both political circles and dark alleyways. A leader who plays a dangerous game with the lives of millions, his every move is calculated, his loyalty uncertain. Murtasim Khan, on the other hand, is a shadow-a man of few words and even fewer allies. A Surpanch by title, a mafia kingpin by reality, his cold gaze hides a mind as sharp as a blade. Together, they hold the fate of nations in their hands, and now Zehra must protect them from enemies both seen and unseen.
The Indo-Pak dynamics are fraught with tension, and Zehra finds herself walking a razor-thin line between duty and desire. Murtasim's silence and Shahnawaz's cunning draw her in, and the more she tries to keep them at arm's length, the more the heat between them builds.
But in a deadly game of politics, power, and forbidden love, Zehra knows the cost of her protection could be more than just her life. As the boundaries between enemy and ally blur, she must face her past, confront her demons, and make a choice that could change everything.
Cold eyes. Deadly hands. And a heart that might just learn how to beat again.
"When you protect the darkness, sometimes you lose yourself in the light."
~ A story as a Poetry itself ~
MURAAD SIDDIQUI
"He never touched the flame. He simply waited for it to burn its way to him."
Born into power, raised in shadows, Muraad Siddiqui was promised a bride before he could even tie his shoelaces - a girl he'd never met, but whose name sounded like poetry: Siya.
While the world handed him legacy, influence, and control, he built a life around the only thing he never chose but always wanted.
By the time she stepped into his haveli, still a child in uniform, he had already crafted a world where she was the centre.
But love like his is not tender. It's sharp. Unvoiced.
Unholy.
Because how do you love someone who sees you as a stranger, when you've lived every breath for them?
He stays close-but silent. Present-but untouchable.
Not because he can't confess.
But because what he feels could undo her entire world.
SIYA RAGHUVANSHI
"She was signed away with a pen. And now she lives in a palace she never asked for, but still always dreamed of-with a man whose eyes know too much."
All Siya wanted was to study literature, hide behind her books, and lose herself in fictional darkness.
But instead, she was unknowingly married off at fifteen - not out of love, but a centuries-old debt of honour.
Now, she lives in Siya Mahel, a haunting haveli, filled with whispers, strange rituals, and one devastatingly silent man who keeps rubbing her feet every night as she falls asleep.
She doesn't know what binds them.
She doesn't understand why he flinches every time she asks him questions.
Or why his gaze is both a prayer and a punishment.
All she knows is that her life isn't hers anymore...
And the one man who seems to care, is the one she fears the most.
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One haveli.
Two families tied by silence.
Seven sacred stages of love.
And a birth from shadows.
Love is a blessing.
But what if it's also a sentence you can't escape.
This isn't a story.
It's a rebellion sealed in sindoor and blood.
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