CRIMSONS HEARTS~

Crimson Hearts The night bled silver over the city as Zayn Khan stood by the window, the scent of gunpowder still clinging to him. Heir to the Khan empire feared, untouchable, and heartless. His world was built on blood and vengeance. And his father’s greatest enemy had one weakness a daughter. Mirha Malik. He saw her first at a charity gala soft laughter, eyes bright like peace he’d forgotten existed. He didn’t know who she was, only that her smile made the world stop. Until he learned her name… and everything shattered. He tried to stay away, burying his thoughts under bullets and smoke, but fate was cruel. A failed kidnapping brought her into his world trembling, defiant, and heartbreakingly pure. “You’re not going to hurt me… are you?” “If I was, you wouldn’t still be breathing,” he said, but his voice trembled with something dangerously close to care. He told himself he needed her for information a pawn in a war of revenge. Yet each meeting turned softer, every glance slower. “You shouldn’t trust me,” he warned. “Then why do I feel safe with you?” she whispered. And that was the beginning of the end. When their fathers discovered the truth, blood rained. Zayn was given a choice power or love. “If it’s her or this empire,” his father growled, “you already know.” “I do,” Zayn said quietly. “I choose her.” They ran through gunfire, through betrayal, through the ruins of their families’ pride. The world called them traitors. They called it freedom. On a cold night far from home, he held her close, whispering against her hair, “You were the only war I ever wanted to lose.” And in that moment, even the darkness bowed to love.