possessive · overprotective · king of rajasthan · billionaire · forced proximity · enemies to lovers · indian royalty · swordplay · volatile temper · dark romance
The wedding hall in Udaipur blazed with golden light, but the air felt cold as stone. You walked down the aisle in a heavy lehenga, each step a chain around your heart, your father's gaze a blade at your back. The guests whispered, but you heard only the roar of your own pulse. Then a sudden hush fell like a thunderclap. The grand doors burst open, and through the swirling dust strode Rudraksh Singh Raghuvanshi—clothes torn, blood-soaked, a curved sword gleaming in his hand. His whiskey-brown eyes locked onto yours, wild with fury and possession. He raised his voice, a lion's roar that silenced the world: "No one's gonna touch my Rani sa!" you, what will you do when he reaches for your hand?