nivethabalakumar
Vikrama Rana Prathap, Maharaja of Jodhpur, has always had what he wanted. Power, wealth, a kingdom that whispers his name, an heir to carry his legacy... and a wife who he worships.
But after twenty years, he still cannot name the thing that claws at him in the night, the hunger that refuses to be tamed. Obsession? Possession? Desire? Maybe. But love... that delicate, fleeting word... seems far too fragile for a man who takes what he wants.
And yet, she stirs something in him he refuses to name. Twenty years of stolen glances, silent commands, and burning desire, still, with every breath she takes, every laugh that cuts through him, she claims pieces of him he will never get back.