Bound by Hate

Thu, 04 Sep 2025 13:48:24 +0000

Betrayal never walks in wearing chains—it slips through the door dressed as duty.
Aditi Mehra had always believed storms raged outside windows, not inside marriages. But when her family’s debts chained her to Aryan Mehra—a man who wielded power like a scalpel—she discovered the truth: some prisons are carved from silk and signatures.
Mumbai’s skyline thundered the night it began. Neon bled down glass towers while her parents stood silent, watching their daughter traded like a contract clause. Aryan wasn’t cruel in the obvious ways. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t gloat. He simply spoke with the calm certainty of a man who never lost. And in that stillness lay the danger.
For Aditi, marriage was not a promise—it was a transaction. Every ritual felt like a performance stitched in gold thread, every smile another mask. Yet behind the cameras and chandeliers, a darker truth coiled: Aryan wanted obedience, and she refused to bow. Their war was not waged in boardrooms or bedrooms alone—it burned in glances, in silence, in the press of a hand that felt more like a brand than a caress.
But hushed stillness hides cracks. Desire doesn’t ask permission. And when Aditi found herself torn between the man who caged her and the ghost from her past who still knew her pulse, she realized survival wasn’t enough. She would either reclaim her soul or lose it in the fire.
This is not a story of love. It is a story of obsession, betrayal, and the dangerous hunger that blurs the line between punishment and passion.
Welcome to a marriage forged in debt and sustained by desire. Welcome to Bound by Hate.