Adhiraj - his sinfull obsession

Love was never a word meant for people like them. It was too soft, too clean.

She looked at him and saw a roadmap of everything that had gone wrong: the lies that tasted like copper, the betrayal that cut deeper than any blade, and a revenge that had simmered for years. To her, their story was written in scars.

But him? He didn't see a tragedy. When he looked at her, he saw the only thing that made his pulse jump. For him, it wasn't about hearts and flowers it was a fever. It was a bone-deep obsession, a passion that felt more like a war, and a fire that promised to burn them both alive.

He didn't want her heart. He wanted her soul, even if he had to steal it.