Summary

"You want to pretend this marriage means nothing?" he murmurs, his voice a low growl as he steps closer, trapping me against the wall. "Fine. But don't forget, I'm the one you're pretending with, little kitten." My breath catches as Dhruv's hand brushes my neck, his touch both possessive and tender. "You are mine" His things graze my lips. "It's just a matter of time till you realise that, Saanjh" ~•~ DHRUV MALHOTRA is a rebellious artist struggling to escape the shadow of his billionaire father. He makes the masterpiece of his life, a portrait of a woman he had never met before but only to realise one day that his muse was a human of flesh and blood SAANJH KAPOOR. Saanjh is a photographer with a haunted past, reeling from a betrayal that shattered her world. When fate brings them together in a marriage of convenience, Dhruv sees an opportunity to finally prove himself, while Saanjh finds a way to protect herself from the demons that still chase her. But what starts as a cold arrangement slowly heats up, as Dhruv becomes obsessed with the mysterious woman he's vowed to protect. Saanjh, on the other hand, battles the undeniable pull between them. Every touch, every glance ignites something dangerous between them, something neither of them can control. In "The Heir's Muse," dive into a world where love is a dangerous game, and passion is both the weapon and the prize.