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."
"Whatever!" she said as she turned around to leave but he held her hand and swung her to him, she struck his stiff body. Her eyes were widened.
"If you really don't like them then I'll ask them to leave, I'll hire new ones" he whispered slowly as she was so near. She pressed her palms against his chest and she pushed him a little as she felt his heartbeat under her hands.
"Please just let me leave!" she said as she ran through the door to her room as she shut its door hardly.
He flinched a little but then he touched his chest where she had put her hand. He closed his eyes as he took in a deep breath and then he shrugged his head...
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Rehaab Ahmed, following the footstepsof his father, he has done everything to have the luxurious life. His life becomes troubled when one of his crimes against a rivalry gang is witnessed by a hostage girl and when he kidnaps her. Zoha's intrusion in his life is scintilla of a new life that he has never seen but with this everything that he has is threatened. What will happen when two utterly different souls embark on a journey unpredictable for both of them? And with their lives at stake will they be able to come closer to each other or will they be torn apart forever?
Will the waves of love be ample for him to leave the river of lust and fall into the ocean of love?
And is it possible to still fall in love, when you know all the dark secrets?
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