Intro. Salaar Sikander was a name that ruled India’s underworld with terror. Towering in height, broad shouldered, and powerfully built, he carried an aura that kept people at a distance. Ruthless by reputation and merciless by choice, Salaar was used to fear. No one dared approach him, let alone look him in the eye.
For months, however, his attention had been fixed on one person who seemed untouched by his shadow. Simra was loud, lively, and unapologetically extroverted, moving through life with a brightness that fascinated him. She laughed freely, spoke boldly, and lived as if fear had never been introduced to her.
Driven by obsession rather than impulse, Salaar decided to take what he wanted. He ordered her kidnapping, expecting screams, tears, and terror.
Instead, when Simra realized who had taken her, she smiled, almost thrilled. To Salaar’s disbelief, she confessed that she had only ever read about such dangerous men and dramatic abductions in novels, never imagining she would live one