The man who stole me

"Sweetheart, not every villain has a sad backstory. Some are just pure evil."
- Vardaan Mukherjee.

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He abducted me from my wedding, not for himself but for his brother.

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Ahalya has spent her entire life surviving.

An orphan trapped in the home of powerful men who see her as property, she knows she has only one chance to escape.

That chance comes in the form of Vardaan Mukherjee.

The son of one of West Bengal's most influential political families.

A man known for his unsettling red eyes, terrifying presence and impossible self-control- A vow of celibacy.

A man she saw in her future as her husband.

Determined to change her fate, he coaxed him into her life. But Vardaan refused every advance and every possibility of love.

What grew between was trust and dependence.

Then one night shattered everything.
She lost her faith in him.
But Vardaan came for her again.
Only this time, the man who had spent years restraining himself seemed determined to let something loose.
Something possessive and terrifying.

When Vardaan kidnaps her from a marriage she never wanted, Ahalya believes her nightmare is finally over.

Instead, it is only beginning.

The closer she gets to him, the more her visions change.

Blood.

Death.

A creature lurking in the shadows of her dreams.

And a pair of crimson eyes staring back at her.

While political conspiracies tighten around them and buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Vardaan begins experiencing visions of his own, visions that make him question everything he knows about himself.

Including whether he is truly human.

Because some monsters are born from darkness.

Others have been waiting centuries to wake up.

And when they do, they don't just destroy lives.

They destroy worlds.

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I thought I was chasing a politician.
I didn't know I was walking straight toward a monster.

And by the time I learned the truth, it was already too late.

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