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Power built him.
Ego raised him.
Arsalan Khan.
The trustee’s son.
The storm people pretend not to see coming.
He doesn’t fear rules.
He bends them.
He doesn’t ask for respect.
He demands silence.
In this school… his name spreads like smoke.
And smoke always means something is burning.
But every empire has a crack.
And her name is Meher.
She doesn’t look at him with fear.
She looks at him like he is just another test written by Allah.
She believes in Qadr.
He believes in control.
She chooses Sabr.
He chooses dominance.
And then—
There is another presence.
Quiet.
Watching.
Calculating.
Zayn Romano.
He doesn’t raise his voice.
He doesn’t repeat his warnings.
Men disappear quietly around him.
If Arsalan is the storm everyone sees—
Zayn is the shadow no one survives.
So tell me—
Who is the hero?
The boy born in power?
Or the man who controls it from behind curtains?
Who is the villain?
The one who breaks rules openly?
Or the one who never gets caught?
And in the middle of it all—
Whom does Meher trust?
Whom does she fear?
Whom does she choose?
Because this is not just a school story.
This is power.
Protection.
Possession.
Redemption.
And sometimes…
The most dangerous love stories
Are written between enemies of destiny.
Try their story.
Enter their world of power, pride, and quiet wars.
But don’t blame us if you get addicted.
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