" Bound by Blood , Burned by Love "
*Intro *
> Piya Mehra ( 23 )
> Mafia heiress | Doctor in training
> Kind-hearted yet defiant, intuitive, emotionally guarded, brave despite her fears
> Devi grew up in a gilded cage — the only daughter of one of India’s most feared mafia leaders. But unlike her father, she hated the cruelty of that world.
> At age 10, her mother died shielding her during a crossfire — a trauma that left Devi scarred and fearful of violence and blood.
> She chose medicine as rebellion. As healing. She moved out, stayed under the radar, and avoided her father’s empire. But that world… never truly let her go.
> Caught between two dangerous men who both want to protect her — in very different ways.
> Abhimanyu Raichand ( 27 )
> Mafia king | Billionaire strategist | Her father’s worst enemy
> Cold, ruthless, calculating, obsessively loyal, silently haunted
> Orphaned by a car explosion set up by Devi’s father when Ram was only 17, he rose through the underworld with blood-soaked fists and a diamond-hard mind. No attachments. No forgiveness. He built an empire no one dared challenge. And yet, he never stopped searching for the one responsible for his family's destruction.
> Then he saw her
> He was supposed to destroy her world. But now… he wants to protect her from it.
> Aarav Singh ( 26 )
> Personal bodyguard | Ex-army special forces | Devi’s shield and temptation
> Stoic, disciplined, intense, protective to a fault, emotionally repressed.
> Aarav was recruited into the mafia network as a trusted enforcer after retiring from special ops. He doesn’t speak much of his past — only that he lost someone he loved in the crossfire of a deal gone wrong.
> Now appointed as Devi’s personal bodyguard, he sees her as a reckless rich girl at first — but she disarms him in ways he didn’t think were possible.
> His mission was to guard her life.
He never expected she’d threaten his control.
*The First Glance that Changed Everything*
(“She didn’t even know the devil had seen her soul.”)
[[ The Crimson Room, 11:47 PM ]]
[The lights were low. Jazz hummed from the restaurant’s grand piano, but Abhimanyu Raichand heard none of it.]
[ He sat at the head of a dark velvet booth, surrounded by guards in tailored black. His fingers, adorned with a single platinum ring, tapped slowly against a crystal glass of whiskey—untouched.]
[ Across from him sat the dealer. Nervous. Sweating. Running his mouth with promises abhi didn’t care for.]
[ Abhi's face was unreadable. Still. His power didn't come from rage—it came from his silence. ]
[ A discreet lean from his right.]
abhi's men
(Whispering) : “Sir, three agents. Undercover. Their backup’s two blocks out.”
[Abhi didn’t even blink.]
[ He simply stood, adjusted the cuff of his charcoal shirt, and disappeared into the restaurant’s rear exit like smoke. No words. No panic.]
[[ The Empty Road Behind the Restaurant ]]
[His car waited. Sleek, black, humming quietly like a predator in the dark.]
[Abhi reached the car… but paused.]
[A girl, walking alone in the dim streetlight.]
[ Her long hair moved with the wind. Her heels clicked softly. Her dress—floral, thin, delicate—clung to her like it didn’t want to let go. She held herself as if she were made of glass, about to shatter at the slightest touch.]
[Ram's eyes locked on her. Something inside him stilled.]
[And then—a beggar child approached her.]
[The child looked up, scared and shivering. Her tiny hands clutched at her thin rags, unsure if she should beg.]
[ She slowly knelt down.]
[She held out her hand gently. The child hesitated—then smiled.]
[And suddenly, the little girl was in her arms, laughing.]
[Ram’s grip on the door handle froze.]
[Then She —without a second thought—removed her expensive jacket, the only layer protecting her from the cold night, and wrapped it around the girl.]
[ Her bare arms were exposed now. The silk of her dress shivered in the breeze. But she smiled.]
[ A genuine, soft, unbothered smile.]
[ The child’s mother called her from the corner.]
[ The girl ran—but not before pressing a kiss on Devi’s cheek and tugging her down with her tiny hand.]
[ Devi stayed crouched there, watching as the child disappeared into the night.]
[ Just stayed there—bare-skinned, breathless, and lost in the afterglow of kindness.]
[ And from across the road, Abhimanyu Raichand watched her like she was a ghost from a world he didn’t belong to.]
Abhi ( ml )
"What kind of creature gives warmth and takes the cold like it’s nothing?" (he thought.)
He didn't believe in angels.
But that night, the devil stared at one.
And couldn't look away.
*The Girl Who Cracked His Silence
(“He didn’t speak of her. But she never left his mind.”)
[[ Raichand Estate — Abhi study room ]]
[[ The room smelled of gun oil and smoke. Maps and monitors filled the dark chamber, buzzing with encrypted chatter from across cities. ]]
[Abhi sat at the head of a long glass table, unmoving, as his top men laid out territory disputes, surveillance footage, and financial reports.]
[But he wasn't listening.]
[ He hadn’t spoken a word in two hours.]
[His fingers were clasped under his chin, his eyes fixed on nothing in particular.]
abhi's men
“Sir?”( someone prompted cautiously.)
[Abhi finally looked up—his jaw tight.]
Abhi ( ml )
“Continue,” ( he said, voice cold. Controlled )
[ But his mind?
Nowhere in this room.]
( It was still back on that dim road.
Still watching her hands wrap around that child.
Still remembering the faint arch of her exposed spine when she knelt.
Still haunted by the look in her eyes when the child kissed her cheek—
Like she hadn’t been kissed in years. )
( He had seen women of all kinds.
Fearless ones. Broken ones. Deadly ones.
But this one?)
(Soft. Selfless. Quietly radiant.)
( He hadn’t forgotten the dress clinging to her thighs.
The goosebumps on her bare arms.
The way her heels clicked against the pavement like a lost song.)
[ He didn’t even know her name.]
[But he could still feel her.]
[[Abhi’s Private Office – Midnight]]
[ He sat back in his chair, head tilted upward, his fingers rubbing at his temple like he was trying to wipe her from his memory. ]
[[ Every time he closed his eyes—
Her smile.
That kiss from the child.
The way she stood there as if she didn’t need the world’s warmth, just the echo of kindness.]]
Abhi ( ml )
“What girl like that walks alone at midnight?”
Abhi ( ml )
“What girl gives her only layer away like it’s nothing?”
[[ Abhi exhaled slowly. ]]
[[ He hadn’t even ordered his men to find her. ]]
[[ Because saying it aloud would mean admitting she had slipped past his control. ]]
[ And Abhimanyu Raichand never lose control.]
[[ Meanwhile… Somewhere Else ]]
[ Piya stood under a hot shower, the water trailing down her bare skin.]
[The cold night had left a memory on her body, but not on her heart.]
[She didn’t know a man had watched her.]
[ Didn’t know a name like Abhimanyu Raichand had frozen because of her.]
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