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He was sworn to the throne.

She was promised to another fate.

Neither of them were meant to fallโ€”especially not like this.

Shaurya Rathore (27), is not just a soldier; he is the kingโ€™s shadow.

A high-ranking royal warrior feared on battlefields and desired in whispered corners of the city. His loyalty is legendary, his masculinity commanding, his presence dangerous. Women fall for him easilyโ€”too easilyโ€”but none ever stay. Because Shaurya Rathore does not belong to love. He belongs to power, control, and blood-stained vows.

Until her...

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Prisha Chakravarti (17), a princess wrapped in innocence, untouched by the cruelties of the world. Her beauty silences rooms, her softness disarms even the hardest heartsโ€”but her mind is pure, trusting, unaware of how easily the world devours fragile things. Protected fiercely by her brother, she has lived like a precious secret, hidden from danger.


She was never meant to cross paths with him.

He was never meant to look at her twice.

But once he doesโ€”

Shaurya doesnโ€™t just fall.

He claims.

What begins as protection turns into obsession.

What feels like safety becomes possession.

He watches her like she is his destiny, guards her like she is his weakness, and wants her like she is already hisโ€”every breath, every heartbeat.

Prisha trusts him with a faith so deep it scares him.

Because she doesnโ€™t see the monster beneath the soldier.

And he knowsโ€”once she does, it may already be too late.

An arranged marriage is announced.

For the kingdom, it is tradition.

For Shaurya, it is warโ€”planned long before anyone realizes it.

Because when Shaurya Rathore decides someone is hisโ€”

even fate doesnโ€™t get a choice.

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