In the heart of Mumbai stood the powerful Malhotra Industries.
Its young CEO, Aryan Malhotra, was known for three things — power, intelligence, and cruelty.
Board members sat silently around the long glass table.
No one dared to speak unless he allowed it.
One director finally gathered courage.
"Sir… the Italian syndicate is threatening us. They say we must cancel the shipment deal."
Aryan leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes cold.
"Threatening me?" he said slowly.
The room fell silent.
"They don't threaten me," Aryan continued calmly.
"They beg."
But the world only knew half the truth.
Aryan Malhotra was not just a billionaire CEO.
Behind the world of luxury and business… he ruled something far darker.
In the underground mafia network, his name was whispered with fear.
King Cobra.
Across the same city lived a completely different person.
Anaya Sen.
She was bold, independent, and the founder of a small startup company.
She believed in honesty, hard work, and building her own future.
But one mistake changed everything.
Her company unknowingly cancelled a logistics contract connected to Aryan's secret mafia shipment.
That same night…
A black SUV stopped outside her office.
Men in suits stepped out.
Before she could react—
They took her.
Anaya was brought to a massive private mansion.
The lights were dim.
Security guards everywhere.
And there he was.
Aryan Malhotra.
Standing near the window, holding a glass of whiskey.
He didn't even look at her at first.
"Why am I here?" Anaya demanded angrily.
Aryan slowly turned.
His gaze was calm… but dangerous.
"You signed a decision today," he said.
"A decision that interfered with my empire."
Anaya crossed her arms.
"I run a legal company. I don't care about your empire."
For the first time, Aryan smirked.
He walked closer.
Very close.
"You will," he whispered.
"Because from tonight… you belong to my world."
To be continued…