70 parts Ongoing Prologue
The rain poured mercilessly, soaking through her red saree as Ruchita ran.
She wasn't just running from a man-she was running from a future she refused to accept.
From the cage she had been forced into.
From the bruises no one saw.
From the lies wrapped in love and the threats hidden behind smiles.
From Ansh.
She didn't know where she was going. She just knew she couldn't stop. Because if he found her, there would be no second chance.
But fate had other plans.
She turned a corner too fast, her feet slipping on the wet pavement-and collided into something unmovable.
No. Someone.
A man. Tall. Unshaken. Dangerous.
Aditya.
She didn't know his name yet. Didn't know the blood on his hands, the sins in his past, or the power he carried in every step.
A conman. A criminal. A man with a heart too cold to be touched-and yet, the only one standing between her and the life she was running from.
Her chest heaved, her hands trembling as she looked up at him, expecting indifference. But his dark, unreadable eyes held something else. Curiosity. Amusement. A warning.
And something far more dangerous-a fate even she couldn't predict.
Because now, she wasn't just running from Ansh.
She had run straight into Aditya's world.
A world where men like him didn't save women like her.
A world where love was never safe.
And yet, fate had placed her in front of him.
Would he be the one to love her?
Or would she be the one to return to the man she feared the most?
There was only one certainty.
Ruchita's story didn't end tonight.
It began.
