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"He looked like every prayer God had answered… and every nightmare the devil had written."

ISHVAAN MALHOTRA

The King of the Underworld

Age: 32, standing 6'4" tall, with piercing storm-grey eyes that looked cold enough to silence a room. 

Ruler of the underworld and the unseen force behind an empire built on fear.

Strategic, ruthless, emotionally guarded, and impossible to read. He rarely raises his voice; his silence is far more dangerous than anger. Every decision is calculated, every move deliberate, every weakness buried so deep that even he has forgotten what softness feels like.

His body carries the discipline of a man who treats pain as training. Broad shoulders, a sharply defined frame, veined forearms, and the controlled strength of someone who has spent years turning rage into power. He looks less like a businessman and more like a weapon dressed in a tailored black suit.

Scarred by a childhood that taught him survival before love. Betrayal shaped him. Violence refined him. Power became the only language he trusted. The underworld does not follow him because they admire him; they follow him because they fear what happens when they don’t.

For years he has hunted a memory that refuses to die—a forgotten girl, a broken promise, and a past that still owns the darkest corner of his heart.

"They call me a monster because I learned to survive in a world that worships monsters. I do not chase bloodshed; bloodshed follows me. And those foolish enough to mistake my silence for mercy… rarely live long enough to correct themselves."

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"She looked like every sunshine the heavens had painted by hand… yet carried enough quiet strength to stand before even the darkest night without losing her light."

VIAANA ROY

Age: 23, standing 5'5" tall, with warm honey-brown eyes that carried the softness of autumn and a smile capable of making even the coldest hearts hesitate.

A devotee of Lord Shiva, whose world revolved around music, rhythm, and dance.

Bright, compassionate, effortlessly cheerful, and endlessly stubborn in the most innocent way. 

She believes kindness is never wasted, even in a world that rarely deserves it. The type of person who remembers birthdays, feeds stray animals, and smiles at strangers without expecting anything in return.

Dance isn't just her passion—it is her language. Every pirouette, every graceful step, every heartbeat finds its rhythm the moment she steps onto the stage. Where others speak with words, she speaks with movement. To her, dancing has never been about perfection; it has always been about freedom.

She possesses an elegant figure shaped by years of disciplined practice rather than vanity. Delicate features, expressive brown eyes, long-silky dark hair, and the effortless grace of someone who turns ordinary moments into beautiful memories. 

She carries sunshine wherever she goes, often without realizing she is the brightest part of someone's darkest day.

She grew up believing that love should heal, not hurt. She laughs loudly, dreams fearlessly, forgives too easily, and trusts with her whole heart. 

Beneath all her warmth, however, lies a quiet resilience—a strength that refuses to break no matter how cruel life becomes.

She doesn't remember the boy who once became her entire world... Yet somewhere inside her soul, a forgotten melody still waits for the one person who knows every note. 

“If loving with my whole heart makes me foolish, then I’d rather remain foolish than become someone who has forgotten how to love.”

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Would you a trust a man everyone calls a monster?
Would you survive in Ishvaan Malhotra's world?
Let me know in the comments.

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With Love,
Heaven rose🖤