Isha Malhotra
Age: 26
Profession: Gynecologist | Private Hacker
Personality: Cold, calculative, emotionally guarded
Isha Malhotra is a woman forged by betrayal and loss. Born into a powerful mafia lineage, she was trained in self-defense by her grandfather and secretly learned hacking to protect her family from the shadows. By the age of seventeen, her world shattered when both her father and grandfather died in a mysterious accident. Their deaths handed the empire to her uncle—who betrayed them, leaving Isha, her mother, and her younger brother with nothing.
That betrayal killed the girl she once was.
Behind her calm face lies a brilliant mind. Unknown to the world, Isha became a private hacker, dealing in exposing corporate fraud and transferring bullet-proof evidence to powerful companies. She touched danger daily—bullets, blood, and secrets—but never flinched. The money she earned helped her mother open a small street restaurant, their only means of survival.
Despite the chaos, Isha achieved her dream of becoming a doctor. Using her own money, she built a hospital—saving lives by day, destroying criminals by night. To the world, she is a dedicated gynecologist. In reality, she is a silent storm—heartless, tireless, and unstoppable.
Love is a weakness she buried long ago.
Vikrant Oberoi
Age: 27
Profession: CEO & Chairman of Oberoi Industries |Shadow Ruler of the Underworld
Personality: Ruthless, dominant, emotionally detached, silent.
Vikrant Oberoi is not a man who raises his voice. He doesn't need to.
Silence follows him like a warning—cold, heavy, final. At twenty-seven, he stands at the top of two worlds: the polished empire of Oberoi Industries and the blood-soaked shadows of the underworld. To the public, he is the untouchable CEO, sharp suits, unreadable eyes, and an intellect that built billion-dollar deals. To the underworld, he is VK—one of the twelve elite mafia rulers who control everything... yet the only one whose face no one has ever seen.
The most dangerous thing about Vikrant is his composure.
He never shouts.
He never threatens.
He never explains.
When anger touches him, the room grows quieter. When someone crosses him, they don't hear warnings—they simply disappear, erased from the world without noise, without witnesses, without drama. By the time rumors reach the streets, the truth is already buried.
His parents were killed in a brutal attack, leaving him to raise his younger brother and inherit a legacy soaked in blood and responsibility. He learned early that emotions are weaknesses and silence is a weapon. Every move he makes is calculated, every word measured—often unnecessary.
Bound by a promise made by his father and a command from his grandfather, Vikrant married Isha, his father's best friend's daughter. The marriage is not born of love, but of loyalty and duty—two things Vikrant values above all else. His heart remains locked behind walls no one has ever breached.
Among men who rule with rage, Vikrant rules with stillness.
Among killers who crave recognition, he chooses anonymity.
Among monsters, he is the one you never see coming.
They say an angry man is dangerous—but a silent man who never loses control is lethal.
And if you ever hear the name VK whispered in fear, remember this:
You were never meant to know he was Vikrant Oberoi—
and knowing usually means it's already too late.
Them together
Author's Note: I wrote this story myself—characters, emotions, and dialogues are mine , tools are used only for grammar and refinement. If you’re here for the story, enjoy 😉 Let’s keep the comments focused on the story.
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