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ZIDD: The Thakur's Obsession
"Bound by a childhood oath, chained by his dark obsession."
In a village where a Thakur's word is absolute and traditions are never questioned, a single promise changes two lives forever.
At the age of ten, Gauri Kumari, the innocent daughter of a humble farmer, becomes the future bride of Rudranarayan Pratap Singh, the fifteen-year-old heir of the most powerful Thakur family. The engagement isn't born out of love it is a debt of gratitude.
From that day, Rudra accepts only one truth.
Gauri belongs to him.
As the years pass, his childhood affection transforms into an all-consuming obsession. He is fiercely protective, dangerously possessive, and willing to burn the world for the woman he calls his.
But behind his love lies a darker side.
A man ruled by pride.
A man raised to believe his word is law.
A man whose uncontrollable anger leaves Gauri fearing the very person she is destined to marry.
When Gauri turns twenty, one incident shatters everything.
A single slap.
A broken trust.
And a father who refuses to sacrifice his daughter's happiness.
The engagement is called off.
For the first time, Rudranarayan Pratap Singh loses the only woman he has ever loved.
But a Thakur never accepts defeat.
If destiny has taken Gauri away from him...
Then he will rewrite destiny itself.
Because for Rudra, she was never just his fiancée.
She was his Zidd.
A story of power, tradition, obsession, redemption, and a love that must fight its way through fear, pride, and broken promises.
Will Gauri ever trust the man who shattered her heart... or will Rudra's obsession destroy the very love he is desperate to reclaim?
Tropes
• 🌾 Village Romance
• 👑 Thakur × Farmer's Daughter
• 💍 Childhood Engagement
• ❤️ He Fell First
• 🔥 Obsessive Hero
• 😠 Patriarch Hero
• 🥀 Broken Engagement
• 💔 Redemption Arc
• 🤍 She Fears Him
• 🛐 "She Belongs To Me" Energy
• 🐎 Rural India
• 🌙 Slow Burn
• ❤️🩹 Emot
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