Blood type: Forbidden

Mumbai, where the monsoons wash away sins but never the scent of gunpowder.

Ira Kapoor knows the exact weight of a human life in her palms. As a medical student working the night shift at Mumbai General, she's stitched up everything from stab wounds to broken dreams. But when she saves the wrong patient-a rival gangster marked for death-she draws the attention of Ayaan Rathod, the city's most feared mafia prince.

Ayaan doesn't make threats. He makes examples.

Now, trapped in a deadly game where every heartbeat could be her last, Ira faces the one prescription she can't fill: How to cure a heart that's stopped feeling.

Because Ayaan Rathod isn't just dangerous.
He's the kind of man who remembers every slight-
And the way her hands didn't shake when she defied him.

She heals. He destroys. Love was never a part of the prescription.

Tropes served:
Enemies-to-Lovers
Forced proximity
Morally Grey Doctor vs. Immoral Mafia
Slow Burn
"Touch Her and Die" (but in canon, he'd actually kill her.)
Forced Marriage