"She became his bride by force. But he didn't know she was born to be his curse." In the heart of India, far from GPS and god, lies a mansion whispered about in shadows - where power bleeds, loyalty is currency, and mercy is a forgotten myth. Vihaan Rajveer Singh Rathod - India's most feared mafia heir A ruthless tycoon controlling over 200 companies. A ghost to the government. A myth to the world. His mansion is off every map. His soul - colder than the bullets he commands. He believes in power, blood, and vengeance. Not love. Never love. Sia Mehra - the daughter of the man who once betrayed the Rathods. A fierce, intelligent woman born into privilege but not submission .She didn't beg when he forced her into marriage. She smiled. And promised to end him. But behind every calculated move, behind every cruel taunt, behind every daggered glance... something stirs.Hatred turns into obsession. Obsession turns into war. And war? War always ends in heartbreak. Tangled in secrets, twisted by the past, and drawn by a desire neither of them can deny -Their love is not a fairy tale.It's a battlefield. Enemies by blood .Bound by marriage. Destroyed by love. "You were my revenge, Sia. But now you're my ruin." But the past isn't dead. It's just buried.And what they don't know is that the truth that binds them is soaked in betrayal, blood... and a tragedy neither of them saw coming. "You think you ruined me, Vihaan? But I was already ashes when you found me."