Widow Bride

Kuch pyaar loud nahi hote kuch chaar manzil upar se, chup-chaap, saalon tak dekhte rehte hain.

She spilled coffee on a stranger in a hotel lobby.
She has no idea he's been rearranging her life from the shadows for two years.
Meher Kashyap came to Mumbai carrying her father's unfinished promises and a grief she hasn't let herself feel yet. She didn't ask for the job that found her, the debts that quietly vanished, the safety net she never saw stitched under her. She just walked into it straight into him.
Vihaan Rajvansh doesn't do soft. Doesn't do wanted, or warm, or waiting. He does control of his empire, his name, and every silent thread connecting him to a girl who doesn't remember what she once meant to him.
She thinks he's just cold.
She has no idea how far his obsession runs or how much he's willing to burn down to keep her.
Some love isn't loud. Some of it watches from four floors up, in silence, for years.
⚠️ TW: possessive/toxic romance tropes, obsession, mentions of death & danger. Not a soft love story read with your heart on guard. 🖤