Prologue "Meri mohabbat ki kismat toh likhi ja chuki thi... bas mujhe usi kismat se takrana tha." They said marriage was sacred-a bond of trust, love, and companionship. But for Shreya Kapoor, marriage wasn't a choice. It was a verdict. A decision made for her, without her consent. One minute, she was a simple college girl in Jodhpur, laughing with her best friend, dreaming of a future where she could just be herself. The next, she was being told that she would be marrying a king. Not just any king. Shauryaan Pratap Singh. The name alone held power. The ruthless ruler of Udaipur. A man known for his wealth, arrogance, and a heart as cold as the Rajputana winters. He wasn't the prince charming of her dreams. He was a storm, destined to drown her in his world of power and control. "Usne mujhe apni dulhan nahi, apni milkiyat samjha... Aur meri majboori ko meri razamandi." She had heard stories of him-how he built an empire with iron fists and an unshakable will. How his presence alone commanded silence. How no one dared to look him in the eye for too long, for fear of getting burned. And now, she was supposed to stand beside him, belong to him, be his queen. But what happens when a girl who never felt enough is suddenly thrown into a world where she must fight to be seen? And what happens when a man who never needed anyone finds himself unable to look away from the one woman who was never meant to be his? Their worlds collided with a spilled milkshake and an accidental fall. But that was just the beginning. A war between her fears and his obsession. Her insecurities and his possessiveness. Between a king who never bowed to anyone... and the girl who would make him kneel. "Nazar nazar ki baat thi, Jo woh nazron se aise khel gayi, Main dekhta hi reh gaya, Aur woh meri duniya badal gayi." And as much as she wanted to run... His dark eyes told her one thing- There was no escape. ---