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She hearing his name whispered in fear.
The man her brother trusted. The man the underworld obeyed.
Then one night, her world shattered.
Her brother was dead.
And the name written in blood on that truth was Rishabh Malhotra.
Hatred became her armor. Rage became her voice.
The very next night, her house was attacked.
And the man she believed murdered her brother... appeared.
He didn't shout. He didn't threaten.
He only moved with silent, deadly precision-and dragged her away.
To her, it was obvious: he didn't save her.
He caged her.
Trapped between fear, anger, and a man who spoke less than anyone else but commanded everything, she had a choice:
Hate him... or let the devil who destroyed her life survive in her heart.
In a world where revenge burns hotter than love,
and darkness hides the truth,
how do you fight a man you can't stop hating... yet can't stop wanting?