Ten years ago... A sixteen-year-old girl stood at the gates of her home with tears in her eyes. She waited. Just once. For someone to stop her. For someone to say, "Stay." Nobody did. So she left. The daughter they misunderstood. The sister they stopped trusting. The girl whose silence was mistaken for guilt. Only her grandparents stood beside her. Only they knew how many nights she cried herself to sleep. Only they knew how hard she worked to rebuild a life far away from the people she once loved the most. Ten years later... The same girl returns. Not because she forgave. Not because she forgot. Not because she needed them. She returned for one reason only. Her eldest brother's wedding. The Suryavanshi Mansion was glowing with lights. Music echoed through every corner. Guests laughed. Families celebrated. Nobody noticed the luxury car stopping outside. Nobody expected her. And nobody was prepared for the woman who stepped out. Dr. Shivangi Suryavanshi. Twenty-seven years old. A world-renowned heart surgeon. Owner of multiple hospitals. A woman respected by thousands. A woman known by the world. Yet completely unknown to her own family. For a moment... Time stopped. Because standing before them wasn't the girl who left. The girl who used to follow her brothers around. The girl who laughed the loudest. The girl who loved her family with her whole heart. She was gone. This Shivangi stood tall. Calm. Elegant. Unreachable. The same eyes. The same face. But none of the warmth. Then her gaze found her eldest brother. The brother whose wedding had brought her home. For a second, memories flashed between them.

"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.

A Sequel to AHANA: THE BLAZING FIRE SLOW UPDATES They left everything- their empire, their name, their throne... and chose each other. Two years later, he is no longer a prince- he is a force. An empire built from nothing now bows to him. Markets bend at his will, power follows his silence, and nations speak his name carefully. But none of it matters. Because his world begins and ends with her. One call from Ahana-he drops everything. One tear-he would burn the world without a second thought. He earns millions in minutes, but every bit of it is for her. He lives for her comfort, her smile, her existence. And he has made one vow- no woman will ever enter his life. There is no place left. She is enough. She is everything. And Ahana? She is no longer the broken, cold princess. With him, she is soft... carefree... alive. His pampered little sister. The only one who can command him, annoy him, and still be his greatest weakness. A rising basketball star in New York, chasing her dream while quietly pursuing law- strong, fearless... but only because he stands behind her. Their world is simple. Cooking together. Laughing over nothing. Falling asleep mid-conversation. Just them. But peace never lasts. What happens when she enters her dream university- a place filled with ambition... and chaos? What if the past drags them back to the empire they once abandoned? Because this time- he won't just protect her. He'll destroy anything that dares to hurt her.