Forced then forever

Some returns are not just journeys back home - they are collisions with destiny.
Aanya Sharma never planned to come back to Jaipur. Not yet. Not while her dissertation was half-written, her ambitions fully alive, and her carefully constructed life in London still had so much further to go. But when her beloved cousin Priya's wedding calls her home to the golden city of Rajasthan, she has no choice. She packs her bags, boards the flight, and promises herself two things - she will survive the wedding, and she will absolutely, under no circumstances, entertain any conversation about her own marriage.
She breaks the second promise faster than she expects.
Because waiting in the marble corridors of the Singhania haveli is Veer Singhania - Priya's soon-to-be devar, the younger brother of the groom. Soft-spoken. Impeccably mannered. The kind of man who makes aunties press their hands to their hearts and whisper "kitna achha ladka hai." The kind of man who pulls out chairs, remembers names, and smiles like he has never once had a dark thought in his life.
Everyone adores him.
Aanya doesn't trust him.
Not because he is unkind. But because she has spent enough time studying people to know that when someone seems too perfect, they are usually hiding something perfectly.
She is right.
Behind Veer's gentle eyes and quiet courtesy lies a world that Jaipur's wedding guests would never imagine - a business empire built on secrets, alliances forged in shadows, and a ruthlessness that has never once shown itself in polite company. He is dangerous in the way that still water is dangerous - completely calm on the surface, and capable of pulling you under before you realize you've stepped too close.
He has kept his two worlds perfectly separate his entire life.