His hunted bride

Book-2 of His series

She was never meant to be his.
In truth, he had never even noticed her-until that moment.

One slap altered the course of their destinies.

She had walked into the Rathore empire with a purpose-to teach them a lesson. What she didn't expect was to catch the attention of a devil disguised in the skin of a saint.

"How dare you raise your hand at me?" Aditya growled, his voice laced with disbelief and fury. The room fell into stunned silence, horror etched across every face.

Yet the girl standing before him did not flinch.

Not even for a second.

She stepped closer instead, meeting him head-on, her chest almost colliding with his. His cologne invaded her senses, sharp and suffocating, and she scrunched her nose in open disgust.

"I think," she replied coolly, "you just witnessed my ability to do exactly that."