"Vows Written in Blood" (Enemies to lovers)

✧ Introduction ✧

In a city where power was bought with blood and loyalty was sealed with fear, one name ruled the underworld like a dark god-

Aarav Oberoi

Six feet tall.
Sharp jawline.
Cold grey eyes that held no mercy.

At just twenty-six, Aarav Oberoi wasn't just rich-he was dangerously powerful. Orphaned at a young age, the world had taught him one lesson: trust no one. Love no one. Feel nothing.

He didn't believe in God.
Didn't believe in religion.
Didn't believe in love.

His anger was quiet but lethal. He didn't shout-he destroyed.
People trembled at the sound of his name.
Women fell for his looks, but he never stayed. One night was enough. He never repeated faces. He never remembered names.

To him, emotions were weaknesses.
And weakness? He hated it.

Especially in women.

He called them distractions. Temporary entertainment. Nothing more.

Until her.

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Manvi Malhotra

Five feet two inches of sunshine in a cruel world.

Soft brown eyes.
Long hair that danced in the wind.
A smile that looked like it didn't belong in the same city as Aarav Oberoi.

Manvi was twenty-one. A middle-class girl living in a modest Delhi apartment, preparing day and night for her UPSC exams. Her dream? To become an IAS officer and make her parents proud.

She loved dancing in the rain.
She loved old Kishore Kumar songs playing softly while she studied.
She believed in God. In karma. In true love.

She had never had a boyfriend.
She wanted her first love to be her last.
Her future husband.

She cried easily. Laughed easily. Trusted easily.

She was everything Aarav despised.

And everything he never had.

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