Rain was pouring like the sky was crying.
Under a flickering streetlight stood Anaya Verma — her clothes soaked, her eyes red from crying.
"Get out of my house!" her stepmother's voice still echoed in her ears.
Her own family… threw her away.
She hugged herself tightly, shivering.
"I have no one…"
A black luxury car stopped in front of her.
The door opened slowly.
And he stepped out.
Kabir Malhotra.
The name itself was enough to make people step back.
Cold. Ruthless. Dangerous.
People said he had no heart.
No emotions.
Just darkness.
Anaya took a step back.
"I… I didn't do anything…"
Kabir looked at her quietly.
Rain drops slid down her face like tears.
Weak. Broken. Alone.
Something inside him… shifted.
"Get in," he said.
Anaya's eyes widened.
"I'm not that kind of girl!"
Kabir smirked faintly.
"Good. Because I don't pick up cheap girls."
She felt anger rise.
"I'm not weak!"
Kabir stepped closer.
"Then don't act like one. Sit. Or stay here and suffer."
Her hands trembled.
But slowly…
She opened the car door.
And that moment…
Changed both of their lives.
Episode 2 — A House Without Warmth
The mansion was huge.
But it didn't feel like a home.
It felt like a cage.
"Stay here," Kabir said coldly.
"Why are you helping me?" Anaya asked.
"I don't help people," he replied.
"You were just disturbing the road."
She frowned.
"You're a bad person."
Kabir walked closer… his presence heavy.
"Then leave."
Silence.
Anaya looked down.
She couldn't.
She had nowhere to go.
That night…
She cried quietly on the bed.
"He's scary…"
"I hate him…"
Episode 3 — The Side No One Saw
Days passed.
Anaya stayed.
Fear slowly turned into curiosity.
One evening…
She heard laughter.
Soft. Warm.
She followed the sound.
And froze.
Kabir… was smiling.
Gently feeding soup to a little girl.
His sister.
"Bhaiya, will you leave me too?" the girl asked weakly.
Kabir's eyes softened.
"Never."
Anaya's heart shook.
This… is the same man?
Later that night…
She saw him sitting beside his sick mother, holding her hand silently.
No anger.
No coldness.
Just pain.
For the first time…
Anaya felt something different.
"Maybe… he's not that bad…"
Episode 4 — Care Hidden in Coldness
Anaya fell sick.
High fever.
Weak body.
She woke up in the middle of the night.
Someone was holding her hand.
She blinked.
Kabir.
His face tense.
"You're burning," he muttered.
"I'm fine…" she whispered.
"Shut up," he snapped softly.
But his grip tightened.
Carefully.
He stayed the whole night.
Changing her cloth.
Giving medicine.
Watching her breathe.
Anaya's heart beat faster.
"Why is he doing this…?"
Next morning—
Kabir was gone.
As if nothing happened.
But on the table…
There was breakfast.
Warm.
Anaya smiled slightly.
For the first time.
Episode 5 — Hate Turning Into Something Else
"You're not as bad as I thought," Anaya said one day.
Kabir looked at her.
"Don't misunderstand."
But his voice… wasn't as cold anymore.
Days turned into weeks.
She started laughing.
He started noticing.
One evening—
Anaya slipped.
Before she could fall—
Kabir caught her.
Close.
Too close.
Her heartbeat… loud.
His eyes… soft for a second.
Then—
He pulled away.
"Be careful," he said.
But his voice was low.
Different.
That night…
Kabir couldn't sleep.
Her smile… her voice…
Stayed in his mind.
"What is happening to me…?"
And Anaya…
Looked at the sky and whispered—
"Why does my heart feel safe with him…?"
❤️ To Be Continued…
Next Episodes will include:
Deep emotional confession 💔
Anaya defending Kabir against the world
Kabir's dark past revealed
Pain, separation, and intense love
A powerful moral: Even villains can love purely.