"When we grow up, we'll get married, okay?"he said "Only if you become the owner of Richelo, my favourite chocolate brand," her 8 year old self had joked, her green eyes sparkling with mischief, not knowing how deeply this promise would define his future. And so, Rudransh did. He made that childhood promise a reality-he became the king of the business empire, all for her. But when he found her again, she was no longer the girl he once knew. --- Perfection. Power. Control. The world saw Rudransh Singh Rajvansh as a man who had it all. The kind of man people feared yet secretly admired. Women worshipped the ground he walked on, their eyes lingering on him a little too long, They swooned. They stared. They wanted. But he? He never spared them a second glance. Because his eyes-icy blue, sharp enough to pierce through souls-were forever searching for someone else. For her. For Navya Shah. --- "Happy 3-year anniversary to us, Jaan" "Tell me, Mrs. Rajvansh," his voice was dangerously low as he leaned in, "did you really think you could hide from me forever?" She looked up, eyes widening as she took a step back. She could feel the weight of his words, the unspoken truth that she was his and would always be. "You-what are you doing here, what do you want?" she managed to stutter. Rudransh smirked, amusement flickering in his gaze. "Everything, Navya." His voice was dangerously soft. "Everything you once gave me. And everything you never did." --- She left him once, after one whole blissful year of marriage. But this time, Rudransh wasn't letting go. Not until he made her his again. "For how long could she escape the devil himself, whose shadow loomed over every corner of her life?"