I didn't mean to walk into his world.

I didn't plan it.

I didn't want it.

Main sirf ek raat ke liye bachna chahti thi... zindagi ke liye nahi.

(I only wanted to be safe for one night... not forever.)

It was supposed to be a normal night. A wrong turn. A broken lock. And a dark mansion that looked abandoned.

But it wasn't.

It belonged to him.

---

Aarav Malhotra

He stood there in the shadows, tall and terrifyingly still - like a sculpture carved in rage.

Sharp jawline, tailored black shirt, and eyes that saw through skin, bone, soul.

He looked like a man used to silence.

A man who didn't just own power - he was power.

CEO by day. Something far darker by night.

But I didn't know that then.

"Tum kaun ho?" he asked, voice smooth like danger.

("Who are you?")

That was the first time I heard his voice.

Cold. Low. Unshaken.

My breath caught.

---

Zoya Malik

I was no one. Just a hotel trainee working late shifts, saving every penny, trying to escape the noise of the world.

Simple girl.

Simple dreams.

But with one step into his house, I became part of a storm I never saw coming.

He stared. I froze.

Main jhooth bol sakti thi... lekin uski aankhon mein kuch aisa tha jo mujhe sach kehne se rok raha tha.

(I could've lied... but there was something in his eyes that made the truth impossible.)

"I got lost... I didn't mean to come here," I whispered.

He said nothing.

But his gaze said everything.

Possession.

Recognition.

Obsession.

---

He didn't know I was the girl he had been searching for.

The one who once saved his life.

The one who vanished before he could even ask her name.

"Wapas aana."

"(Come back.)"

He didn't ask. He ordered.

I should have never returned.

But I did.

For 24 nights.

---

Rehaan Singh

Later, I'd meet him too. Aarav's right hand. Always watching. Always one step behind his boss.

Ex-soldier. Ex-lover of violence.

He didn't trust me.

Not because I lied, but because I made Aarav feel.

"Tum jaanti bhi ho woh kaun hai? Usse chhoona matlab maut ko chhoona."

"(Do you even know who he is? Touching him is like touching death.")

But I didn't care.

Because I had already touched him - with my eyes, my silence, my lies.

---

And then came the truth.

One piece at a time.

One night at a time.

He was more than just a CEO.

He was the heir of Europe's most dangerous crime empire.

And he thought I was his fate.

"Main sab kuch kho chuka hoon. Tujhe nahi khona chahta, Zoya."

"(I've lost everything. I can't lose you, Zoya.")

And by the time I found out who he really was...

I didn't want to escape anymore.

Because love wrapped in secrets...

Feels a lot like addiction.

And obsession?

It never lets go.