BOUNDED BY DESTINY
~CHARACTERS & TROPES~
Rudransh Singh Chauhan
Age: 29
Mafia heir | Business Tycoon
Cold, emotionally distant, ruthless in business and mafia dealings. Keeps people at arm’s length. Has a painful past that shaped his current demeanor.
Comes from a legacy of power and violence. Never had a chance to live a normal life. From Mafia Family.
Speaks little, but when he does — it's sharp and commanding. Has piercing eyes and a calm intensity.
The world fears him. The underworld bows to him. With a gaze as sharp as his gun and a heart hidden beneath layers of betrayal, Rudransh trusts no one — not even himself. Marriage was never part of his plan, but when duty demands it, he chooses the girl who seems harmless… until her truth begins to shake his empire.
Sitara Verma
Age: 24
Software Developer | The “Perfect Daughter”
Smart, passionate about tech, witty and spirited in public, but emotionally vulnerable in private — especially around her controlling parents.
Middle-class, self-made software developer. Talented and driven, but raised to never say "no" to her parents.
Hides her pain behind a smile. Her eyes always reveal more than her words.
Sitara lives two lives — one in front of her controlling parents, where she is soft and submissive… and one in the world, where she’s independent and fire-hearted. But beneath both masks lies a haunting void. She has no idea her entire life is built on a lie — and her new husband might hold the key to her real identity.
Daksh Agnihotri
Age: 30
Businessman ( Heir of Agnihotri Empire)
Calm. Composed. Deeply Rational.
Obsessed with cats — especially his pet, Jerry, a spoiled British Shorthair.
A man of silence and structure, Daksh Agnihotri believes in plans, numbers, and clean endings. Life, to him, is best lived in straight lines — no detours, no drama. His mind is sharp, his decisions sharper. But behind the tailored suits and icy poise is a man who finds comfort in the quiet purring of a cat and the soft warmth of moments nobody sees.
Ruhanika Agarwal
Age: 26
Profession: Jewelry Designer
Chaotic. Funny. Endearingly clumsy. A walking whirlwind.
Food is her first love. Especially chaat and pastries.
Ruhanika is what you get when glitter meets gravity — loud, messy, and full of heart. She’s the kind of woman who’ll spill coffee on your shirt and then offer you a cookie while laughing at herself. With dreams as big as her appetite and heels she can’t walk in, her energy fills every room. But hidden in all that chaos is a girl who's trying to hold herself together.
CHAUHAN FAMILY
Rajendra Singh Chauhan (ML'S Father)
Devyani Singh Chauhan (ML'S Mother) (R.I.P)
VERMA FAMILY
Vijay Verma (FL'S Father)
Sunita Verma (FL'S Mother)
AGNIHOTRI FAMILY
Vyom Agnihotri (Daksh's Father- Dead)
Purvi Agnihotri (Daksh's Mother- Dead)
• Marriage Of Convenience
• Grumpy × Sunshine
• Redemption Arc
• He fell first He fell harder
• Software Developer × Mafia Syndicate
Serra(Author)
Hey everyone! ✨
This is my very first story on NovelToon, and I’m so excited (and a little nervous) to share it with you all. Today’s chapter was just an introduction — there’s a lot more to come! 💫
Thank you for reading, and I hope you’ll stick around for the journey. Your support means everything! 💕
— [Serra]
1.The Alley of Red Silence
🖊️ Author's POV
Late evenings in the city had their own kind of silence.
Not the peaceful kind — but the kind that made every shadow look suspicious and every gust of wind feel like a whisper.
Sitara Verma had no idea that tonight, her quiet overtime at work would drag her into something darker.
Something bloody.
Something that didn’t belong to her world of codes and logic.
[Sitara’s Office – 8:37 PM]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(typing rapidly)
Come on… just compile properly this time…
Sitara Verma (FL)
(lets out a breath)
Yes! Finally done.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(glancing at the screen clock)
8:37?!
How did it get this late?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(shuts her laptop)
I’m so dead if mom calls now.
Lights dim. The hallway feels colder.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(walking quickly)
Even the cleaning staff left…
Sitara Verma (FL)
(gripping her bag tightly)
Okay. Deep breath. Just get out fast.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(checking her phone)
No cabs…?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(opening a cab app)
‘No rides available in your area’... seriously?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(sighs and looks at the road)
Of course, it had to be today.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(starts walking forward)
Guess I’m walking to the bus stand.
[She adjusts her sling bag, ties her hair back, and starts walking down the footpath]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(thinking)
The bus stand isn’t far. I’ve done this before.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(sees the alley ahead)
Shortcut or main road?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(biting her lip)
Shortcut. Saves fifteen minutes. Let’s go.
🖊️ Author’s POV
The alley between her office and the main road had always given her strange vibes.
It was quiet. Too quiet.
Tonight, it wasn’t just silence that lingered there…
It was danger.
[Sitara steps into the alley – her footsteps echo slightly]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(wrapping arms around herself)
Why does this place always feel like something’s watching?
[A faint groan interrupts the silence]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(pauses)
What was that?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(whispers)
No. Not today. Just walk away.
Takes a few steps... then stops.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(sighs)
But what if someone’s really in trouble?
[She slowly walks toward the sound, squinting into the shadows]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(calling out)
Hello? Is someone hurt?
No response. Just a deeper groan.
🖊️ Author’s POV
She should’ve walked away.
She had every reason to.
But Sitara Verma’s heart had never learned to ignore a cry for help.
Not even in the deadliest places.
[Suddenly her foot hits something—she stumbles]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(startled)
Ahh!
She catches the wall and looks down.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(gasping)
Oh my god…
A man, maybe in his 50s. Bleeding. Barely breathing. Eyes half-shut.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(kneels beside him)
Sir? Can you hear me?
She pulls out her water bottle, sprinkles water on his face.
Unknown
(groaning, regaining consciousness)
W-who…?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(relieved)
You’re alive. Thank god.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(reaching for her phone)
I’m calling the police—
Unknown
(grabs her wrist)
No… no police…
Sitara Verma (FL)
(frowning)
What? Why not?
Author’s POV
She didn’t know it then…
But helping that man —
Was the moment Sitara Verma unknowingly stepped into a world that didn’t forgive.
Not even love.
2.The Unseen Wounds
🖊️ Author's POV
Sitara never imagined she'd be tending to a wounded stranger in a dark alley on a weekday night.
But there she was — kneeling beside a bleeding man, heart racing, mind screaming, yet hands steady.
She didn’t know who he was.
She didn’t know she was being watched.
But fate had already rolled its dice.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(sprinkling water again)
Sir… please stay awake!
Unknown
(barely conscious)
I… I’m fine… just… little blood…
Sitara Verma (FL)
(scoffs softly)
Little?! You look like you just fought ten people!
[She opens her purse hurriedly]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(muttering)
Tissue… sanitizer… ugh where’s that handkerchief?
She finds it. Torn but clean.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(ripping her handkerchief and crouching)
Okay, uncle… I’m going to clean this, it might sting.
Unknown
(nods faintly)
You're… brave.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(smiling gently)
You can say that again after this stings.
[She cleans the wound carefully, pressing it to stop the bleeding]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(talking softly)
You know when I was little, I fell from my bicycle and cried like the world ended.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(wrapping cloth around his hand)
My dad didn’t scold me. She gave me a laddoo instead.
Unknown
(soft laugh)
Laddoo therapy… hmm… effective.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(giggling)
Now I use it on anyone who looks like they’ll cry.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(tightening the cloth)
There! It’s not perfect, but it’ll hold till you get proper help.
[Suddenly—far in the background, a car honk breaks the moment]
Headlights flicker near the end of the alley.
Unknown
(sighs in relief)
Tum jao beta…
Sitara Verma (FL)
(confused)
What?
Unknown
(Smiling)
I am fine now…my people have come to pick me up.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(still worried)
But… you need first aid! And—
Unknown
(Softly)
What's your name?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(smiles and stands up)
Sitara… Sitara Verma.
Unknown
(whispering to himself)
Sitara… hmm…
[She starts walking away slowly, still glancing back]
Sitara Verma (FL)
(murmurs)
Weirdest night of my life...
🖊️ Author's POV
She didn’t notice her ID card slip from her bag.
Fell quietly…
Landed just beside the bloodied man’s hand.
He picked it up… and stared.
Unknown
(reading softly)
Sitara Verma...
🖊️ Author’s POV
Not all wounds bleed.
Some remain quiet… buried under tired footsteps and muffled sobs.
Sitara had saved a life tonight, but no one would ever know that.
Because at home, no one cared about the reasons.
Just the hour she returned.
City Bus Stand – 9:12 PM
Sitara boards the bus. Her hands are trembling slightly.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(sits quietly near the window)
Don’t cry now… not here…
The city lights blur as she stares outside in silence.
🖊️Author’s POV
Her heart was still pacing from the alley incident.
But something else frightened her more —
Home.
Sitara’s House – 9:47 PM
She unlocks the main door slowly… the hinges creak.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(soft whisper)
Please let them be asleep…
The lights turn on instantly.
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(from inside, angrily)
So this is the time you come home now?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(low voice)
Maa… I—
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(interrupting, shouting)
Don’t Maa me!
We were calling you non-stop! Where the hell were you?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(quietly)
My phone died… and I got late at work…
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(sarcastic)
Of course. Work.
Girls like you always say that!
[Father walks in – tired but alert]
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(pointing at Sitara)
Ask your daughter where she was roaming!
9:50! What kind of decent girl comes at this time?
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(sternly)
Sitara, is this how you’re going to behave now?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(softly)
I stayed back for a project deadline…
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(mocking)
Or maybe you stayed with someone else, huh?
Sitara Verma (FL)
(stunned)
Maa!
🖊️ Author’s POV
She stood there… still.
Not in shock. She was used to this.
Every delay. Every moment of independence —
Came with accusations, with insults she never earned.
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(still shouting)
We didn’t raise you like this!
And now you’ll teach us what’s right and wrong?
[Long pause. No words from Sitara. Just silence.]
Her hands curled into fists… still holding her bag.
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(calmer)
Just go to your room.
Sitara’s Bedroom – Door clicks shut
She throws her bag on the floor and falls on the bed, face down.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(whispers into her pillow)
I saved someone today…
Tears escape silently. Her body shakes with each sob.
Sitara Verma (FL)
(voice breaking)
But no one… not even asked if I was okay.
🖊️ Author’s POV
Sometimes, being strong means breaking in silence.
She wanted someone to hold her, to believe her,
But tonight — all she had was a pillow and a soaked pillowcase.
🖊️ Author’s POV
Behind closed doors, people often show their real faces.
And sometimes… even parents forget they’re supposed to love — not use.
While Sitara silently cried in her room…
In the next room, her identity as a daughter was being reduced to a lifeline.
Sitara’s Parents’ Room – Tense Silence
Her father is pacing restlessly.
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(angrily)
What was the need to shout like that?
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(coldly)
Oh, so now I’m wrong for worrying?
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(snaps)
No, you’re wrong for screaming at her like a criminal!
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(defensive)
She comes home this late and I should decorate the door with flowers?
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(sarcastic)
At least treat her like a human!
🖊️ Author’s POV
They weren’t arguing because they loved her.
They were arguing because they feared losing her…
And with her, the only income this family had left.
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(lowering voice, seriously)
If she ever decides to leave, we’ll have nothing, Sunita.
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(frustrated)
She won’t leave unless someone poisons her ears!
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(clenching fists)
You are poisoning her, every single day with your taunts!
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(harshly)
She’s a girl. And this world is full of temptations.
One wrong influence and she’ll fly away, like others.
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(sits down heavily)
I don’t care about her flying…
I care that if she leaves, we can’t pay off that ₹5O lakh loan.
🖊️ Author’s POV
So that was it.
Their worry wasn’t about her safety…
It was about her salary.
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(tired voice)
I took that loan for your brother’s business…
And we still owe half of it.
Sunita Verma (FL'S MOTHER)
(quietly)
If she ever finds out… she won’t stay.
Vijay Verma (FL'S FATHER)
(grimly)
That’s why we can’t lose her.
🖊️ Author’s POV
A daughter, trapped in a home where affection came with conditions.
Where every word spoken to her was a gamble — to keep her…
Only for survival.
And Sitara?
She never knew.
But maybe one day… she will.
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