Prologue
The night was quiet, but Vedant Roy hadnāt known peace in six months. Every tick of the clock felt like a wound reopeningāslow, merciless, and deliberate. The silence in his mansion was the kind that screamed, echoing her name in every corner.
Prisha Solanki.
The one woman he swore to forgetā¦ and the only one he couldnāt.
He had walked away to save herāfrom himself, from the world that made him a monster. But love like theirs didnāt die with distance; it rotted, turning into something far darker. Every deal he made, every drop of blood he spilled, carried her shadow. She had become both his sin and his salvation.
Across the river, under a different name and a different life, Prisha Solanki. Her heart no lighter than his, she had built her own cageāSix months of pretending, six months of burying a love that refused to stay dead.
Every night she told herself she had forgotten him.
Every night, she failed.
But fate was cruel that way. In their world, love was never gentleāit was a war, and Vedant and Prisha were born to fight it. When they meet again, blood will spill, hearts will break, and the line between revenge and desire will vanish.
The war isnāt overā itās only begun. š„
