VEINS OF DOMINANCE.

She thought silence would keep her safe.
He decided silence would make her his.
Arham Malik doesn't ask. He observes.

And once he decides-there is no escape from his attention.

"Tumhari khamoshi mujhe pasand nahi," he says calmly.
"Lekin main use bardasht kar leta hoon... jab tak tum sirf meri ho."

Zahra doesn't understand his control.
She doesn't understand why her world starts shrinking to the space he occupies.

"Aap mujh par nazar kyun rakhte hain?" she whispers.

His reply is cold. Certain.
"Kyunki jo cheez meri hoti hai...
main use nazar se door nahi hone deta."

This is not a love story.
This is the story of a girl who didn't know she was being claimed-
and a man whose obsession never learned how to let go.