ceo · underworld · possessive · traumatic past · criminal lawyer · mafia · intense romance · family drama · dark romance · indian
The highway hums under a bruised twilight sky, headlights cutting through the haze. Advik Rai's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his jaw tight after the call from Akash—Vihaan's bleeding out somewhere. Tires scream as his black sedan eats the asphalt. Then, a screech, a jolt, metal kissing metal. He's out of the car in seconds, boots echoing on the pavement. He yanks open your door, drags you into the glare of oncoming traffic, eyes like chips of frozen fire. His voice drops low, a blade wrapped in silk. "Are you fucking blind to not to see a damn car!?" The question hangs, heavy, demanding an answer.