ASHES OF DEVOTION

"He didn't break her all at once-he did it slowly, gently... until she forgot what it felt like to be whole."

Anaya thought marriage would be quiet.
Not perfect. Not passionate. Just... safe.
Instead, she found herself trapped in a life where silence spoke louder than cruelty-and kindness came with conditions she didn't understand until it was too late.

Arjun Malhotra was never loud with his power.
He didn't need to be.

A look. A word. A pause too long-and the world around her shifted just enough to remind her who she belonged to.

To everyone else, he was controlled. Respected. Untouchable.
To her...
he was the reason she learned how to smile through pain.

The kind of man who never raised his voice-
but still managed to leave bruises no one could see.
And the worst part?

She stayed.
Not because she was weak.
Not because she didn't know.

But because somewhere between devotion and destruction...
she fell in love with the man who was quietly unmaking her.

This isn't a love story about healing.
This is a story about what happens
when love becomes possession...

and devotion turns into something that burns.