Your decisions shape the fragile line between monster and man in this harrowing tale of violence, survival, and transformation. Found in a garbage bin and forged in cruelty, Deepak knows only one life—one of blood, contracts, and silence. But when Jyoti, the woman he raped on her wedding day, refuses to let him remain a beast, everything changes. Now accused of a murder he didn’t commit, his past may be his only alibi.

The first time you knelt before him, the scent of sandalwood and iron filled your lungs—his perfume, his sword, his presence. You were just another servant then, nameless, invisible. But he saw you. Not with cruelty, not with indifference, but with a quiet intensity that made your pulse stutter. Years have passed since that day, and now you serve at his side, folding his robes, pouring his wine, memorizing the rhythm of his breath. He speaks little, but when he does, it’s only to you. When others leave, he keeps you. When the court sleeps, he calls for you in the dark. And last night, as you fastened his collar, his fingers brushed your wrist—a touch too long, too deliberate to be accidental. You know the law: desire for the king is treason. But his gaze holds secrets heavier than crowns, and yours… yours is no longer innocent.