His Twisted Worship

Dr. Nitya Sherma is everything the city clings to-soft-spoken, moral, steady.
A family doctor of a powerful politician, she's known for bringing the people out of death and people who wants to get red of the polution wants the doctor dead who is keeping him alive but she is also the only eye witnesses of all the crimes they are doing that she holds all the secrets aginst them and now they want her dead

Rudraksh The man who is hired to kill her and the politiion doesn't feel guilt, fear, or mercy-only purpose.

The most dangerous mob leader in the criminal underworld, he has ended men for far less than a whispered threat.
But the night she stitches a bullet wound on his skin and speaks to him like he's human, something in him breaks-
or wakes.

He was supposed to end her life.
Instead, he becomes obsessed with protecting it.

Now every other assasin beside him ends up in ditch
Every threat is erased in blood.
Every secret she uncovers pulls her deeper into the man she should fear-but doesn't.

She is light he can't touch.
He is darkness she thinks she can understand.

And when she finally learns the truth-that the man who keeps showing up hurt and quiet and loyal is the same one who was ordered to kill her-it's already too late.

Because Rudraksh has chosen his side.
Hers. Always. Even if it means burning his empire to ash.

A doctor who believes in saving lives.
A mob leader who would destroy the world for hers.
A love twisted, tender, and terrifying enough to ruin them both.

If you love morally grey anti-heroes, dangerous obsession, forbidden tenderness, and the kind of love that feels like a crime...

this story will own you.