

Avyukt Singh Rathore
They don’t say his name loudly. Not because they forget—but because they fear it. Avyukt Singh Rathore.
The man who built an empire where others begged for scraps. The man who doesn’t ask twice. The man who never loses.
CEO of Rathore Industries—a global powerhouse dominating luxury fashion, high-end real estate, and cutting-edge tech. If something shines in the city… chances are, it belongs to him.
But power isn’t what makes people tremble.
It’s him.
Six feet of controlled danger. Sharp jaw carved like it was made to command. Eyes so cold, they don’t just look at you— they strip you down to your truths and burn them alive.
Always dressed in black. Always composed. Always… in control.
They call him “The Devil of Delhi.” Not because he’s cruel.
But because he doesn’t pretend to be anything else.
He doesn’t believe in love. Doesn’t believe in mercy. Doesn’t believe in second chances.
Only power. Only possession. Only victory.
And when he wants something—He takes it. No matter the cost. No matter the consequences. No matter… who gets destroyed.
"I don’t chase. I claim."

Sarika Devran
They call her the jewel of the Devran family.
Not because she shines— but because she’s too precious for this world.
Sarika Devran. Soft-spoken. Gentle. Graceful.
The kind of girl who lowers her eyes when spoken to… but listens to everything.
She isn’t loud. She isn’t reckless. She isn’t made for chaos. She’s made for quiet mornings, for handwritten letters, for love that feels like home.
With her pastel sarees, delicate bangles, and eyes that hold entire oceans of emotion…
she looks like someone you protect. And everyone does.
Because Sarika isn’t just kind—she’s pure.
But purity doesn’t mean weakness.
Behind that soft voice is a girl who can endure anything. Behind that gentle heart is a strength no one sees coming.
She hates conflict.
Hates arrogance.
Hates the kind of men who think they can own people like possessions.
And yet…
Fate laughs cruelly—
Because the one man she was never meant to meet, the one man she should have feared the most… Is the one who drags her into his world, marks her as his, and refuses to let her go.
"I bend… but I don’t break."

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