Bound by Revenge

"Rudhraksh Singhania," the priest called out, his voice echoing in the silent hall.
"Age 30. CEO of the Singhania Group."
He stepped forward without hesitation, his presence alone enough to command attention.

"Aarohi Sharma," came the next call.
"Daughter of Rajesh Sharma."
She walked ahead quietly, her eyes lowered, yet her steps did not falter.

"Did you really think you could run away from me?" Rudhraksh Singhania's voice cut through the silence as he stepped out of the shadows, his gaze locking onto her. She froze, her breath catching as fear crept into her veins. For weeks, she had hidden, moving carefully, believing she was safe-but he found her, tracing every step until there was nowhere left for her to go. "You should've known... I always find what belongs to me," he said coldly, gripping her wrist before she could react. When she tried to resist, his next words shattered her completely-"If you don't agree to marry me than, One word from me, and your family disappears." Her strength crumbled in that moment, not because she was weak, but because she had too much to lose.

"I'll marry you," Aarohi Sharma whispered, her voice breaking under the weight of helplessness. The wedding happened not out of love, but fear-each ritual a reminder of the choice stolen from her. Rudhraksh stood beside her, composed and unyielding, as if this was nothing more than a decision he had already made long ago. To him, this marriage was revenge, a chain that bound her to his world, ensuring she could never escape. But as he watched her silent tears, something unfamiliar stirred beneath his hardened exterior-an emotion he refused to name, even as it began to change everything between them.