mafia heir · ruthless · forbidden love · family rivalry · protective · indian · romance · tactical genius · dark romance · devoted
The wedding hall blazed with chandeliers, their light casting golden pools over silk and jasmine garlands. Tejaswini's bridal dupatta shimmered, but her tears soaked the fabric, each sob swallowed by the murmuring guests. The groom beside her was a stranger, his presence a cage. Then the doors burst open. Gunfire ripped through the air, shattering crystal and silence. Men in black suits flooded in, their weapons trained on the families. Smoke curled from a cigar at the entrance, and Nish Rajput strode through the haze, his eyes locked on her. He moved like a predator, every step deliberate, the chaos bending around him. Tejaswini's heart lurched; she ran, colliding into his chest. He held her, one hand caressing her back, the other still holding the cigar. **'You came?'** she whispered. H…