VISHNU WALIA
As the illegitimate son of India's most powerful politician, I've fought my way from shadows to strength. Now, with my father's legacy in my hands, I should be focused on politics and power. Instead, I'm flying to New York, chasing the one woman who ever made my heart beat faster—and who shattered my trust completely. Simran Thakkar isn't just my sister's best friend anymore. She's a fashion designer ruling New York's elite circles, and she's being stalked. My alpha protective instincts have me caging the very woman who once slipped through my fingers. But this isn't the same Simran I knew eighteen months ago, and these aren't the same feelings I buried. This time our forced proximity is more dangerous than any threat we face—because the chemistry between us was never truly dormant, just waiting to explode.

SIMRAN THAKKAR
I built my fashion empire in New York brick by...