PRITHVI X SAANVI ❤️ (WIP) 💀 She is a widow with a cursed past. He is a king who bows to no one. When love defies society’s rules, it becomes the most dangerous rebellion. Prithvi: "You are not a curse. You are my fate, Priye." Saanvi Malhotra has lived under judgment her entire life. Branded a bad omen after her husband’s tragic death, she is whispered about, pitied, and shunned. The weight of society’s scorn has taught her one thing—she is meant to endure, not dream. Until Prithvi Rathore steps into her world. Ruthless. Brilliant. Feared. As the Rathore family’s strategist, he bends the world to his will. He doesn’t believe in fate or curses. But the moment he sees Saanvi, he knows—she’s his. Society calls her impure. Prithvi calls her his. 💔 "You shouldn’t fight for me," she pleads. "No one ever has." 🔥 His fingers tilt her chin up, his dark eyes burning. "Then watch, Priye," he growls. "Watch as I burn the world for you." But the past won’t stay buried. When her late husband’s brother demands she pay for imagined sins, Prithvi unleashes hell. He doesn’t follow society’s rules. He writes his own. 💥 And Rule #1? Saanvi belongs to him—to protect, to cherish… and to love.❤️ 💥 Because Prithvi isn’t just claiming her. He’s destroying anyone who thinks they have the right to judge his woman.