Bloodstains & Blush

𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲. ✧ She believed in justice. He believed in control. And fate... believed in cruelty. Kaya Chauhan - twenty-four, the youngest daughter of a middle-class family that raised her on morals and mercy. A quiet storm in a body that refused to bend. She spoke less, but when she did, her words cut deeper than any blade in court. She fought for the truth, blind to the shadows waiting to devour her. Because justice, for her, was sacred. Until it betrayed her. The night she ran away from home, she wasn't chasing love. She wasn't escaping fear. She was chasing justice. But destiny had sharper claws. It didn't hand her justice - it handed her Ivaan Solanki. The future leader of Vishvantara. A man forged from silence and sin. A criminal with no remorse, no warmth, no light in his eyes - only hunger. Power was his god. Control, his religion. He didn't flinch when someone begged. Didn't care when someone bled. He lived in ruins of his mother's absence and his father's empire - a man sculpted from cold and violence. And then came her. His bride by contract. His obsession by accident. His punishment by fate. The first time he saw her, veiled in white and silence, something dark inside him stirred - something that wanted to possess, not protect. But when destiny handed him the one thing he didn't believe he deserved - love - it made sure to destroy it too. Because the woman in his arms wasn't the fierce lawyer the world feared... She was a hollow echo of her past - fragile, haunted, and dangerously broken. And Ivaan Solanki? He didn't save broken things. He kept them. He never saved her from the darkness... he simply chose to stay there, beside her.