Married to Power
1. The First Look
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Some stories begin with love.
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Some begin with destiny.
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This one begins with a look that should never have lingered.
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Power, obsession, and silence collide here—setting in motion a chain of events neither of them is ready for.
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Let's begin the new story......
A Quiet Girl in a Loud World...
Rathod International College buzzed with noise on the first day—laughter, introductions, confidence, and ambition filled the air.
But Aanya Sharma, eighteen, walked through the gates silently.
She had learned early that silence was safety.
Orphaned at a young age, she had grown up under the care of her uncle Mahesh Sharma and aunty Sunita, who loved her but constantly reminded her to “stay careful.”
In a world ruled by influence and money, Aanya knew her place—invisible
Her best friends, Riya Mehta and Neha Joshi, walked beside her.
Riya Mehta (FL's Bff)
Riya whispered excitedly,
“New college, new life! Maybe even new love?”
Neha Joshi (FL's Bff)
Neha shot her a warning look.
“This isn’t that kind of college, Riya.”
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
Aanya adjusted her bag.
“I just want to study and go home.”
Riya Mehta (FL's Bff)
Riya smiled softly.
“You say that… but life has other plans.”
On the other side of the campus, the atmosphere shifted.
Aarav Rathod had arrived.
Tall, sharp-eyed, dressed in confidence—he carried his surname like a weapon.
Son of Vikram Rathod, a man whose political influence and mafia connections were whispered about but never questioned.
Walking with him were his two closest friends:
Dev Malhotra, calm and calculating, always thinking ten steps ahead.
Veer Singh, loud, aggressive, fiercely loyal.
Veer Singh (ML's Bff)
Veer smirked.
“The whole campus is already scared of you.”
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
Dev glanced around.
“Power attracts attention. Be careful how you use it.”
Because he had stopped walking.
The Moment Everything Changed
Near the notice board stood a girl, quietly reading her schedule.
For the first time in his life, someone didn’t react.
Aarav watched her carefully—her calm face, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear, unaware of the storm she had just awakened.
Veer Singh (ML's Bff)
She’s different,”
Veer muttered.
Dev followed Aarav’s gaze and frowned.
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
“Don’t.”
But Aarav was already moving.
Aanya bent down as her notebook slipped from her hands.
Aarav picked it up before she could.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
“You dropped this,” he said.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
“Thank you.”
And turned away.
Riya’s grip tightened on Aanya’s arm.
Riya Mehta (FL's Bff)
“Do you know who that is?”
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
Aanya nodded.
“I can guess.”
Neha Joshi (FL's Bff)
Neha whispered urgently,
“Stay away from him.”
But Aarav stood there, watching her walk away, something dark and possessive stirring in his chest.
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
Dev’s voice was firm.
“This won’t end well.”
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav smiled faintly.
“It already began.”
That night, Aanya’s phone buzzed.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
📲Unknown Number.
"I’m Aarav."
She stared at the screen for a long moment before replying.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
📲I didn’t ask.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
📲You will.
Her fingers trembled—but she typed anyway.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
📲Please don’t text me again.
She turned off her phone, heart pounding.
Across the city, Aarav saved her contact.
Aanya Sharma.
And beneath it, without hesitation—
Mine.
👥 CHARACTER INTRODUCTIONS
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That first look was not love.
It was curiosity wrapped in power, silence mistaken for consent, and fate pulling too hard, too fast.
From this moment on, neither Aarav nor Aanya would ever truly be free.
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Hope you like the first episode.
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AARAV RATHOD- ML (18)
• Son of powerful politician
• Mafia bloodline
• Dominant | Fearless | Emotionally reckless
AANYA SHARMA- FL (18)
• Orphan
• Raised by uncle & aunty
• Quiet | Observant | Emotionally guarded
Neha Joshi – Calm, mature, logical
Riya Mehta – Loud, protective, fearless
Dev Malhotra – Strategic, warning voice
Veer Singh – Aggressive, blindly loyal
2. Obsession Disguised as Protection
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Sometimes control wears the mask of care.
Sometimes fear is dismissed as misunderstanding.
This chapter explores how power begins to tighten its grip, while resistance quietly takes root.
By the second week of college, Aanya felt it.
People stopped sitting near her.
Conversations ended when she approached.
Professors watched her too closely, as if waiting for trouble.
Riya Mehta (FL's Bff)
Riya noticed first.
“Why did the whole class suddenly change seats?”
Neha Joshi (FL's Bff)
Neha’s voice was low.
“Because someone told them to.”
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
Aanya swallowed.
“Aarav.”
Neither of them said his name, but all three understood.
Across campus, Aarav sat casually in the cafeteria, surrounded by Dev and Veer.
Veer Singh (ML's Bff)
Veer laughed.
“No one’s bothering her now. You cleared the space.”
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
Dev frowned.
“That’s not protection, Aarav. That’s isolation.”
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav’s jaw tightened.
“No one can hurt her if no one comes close.”
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
“And if you are the one hurting her?”
Dev asked quietly.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav stood up.
“I won’t.”
But even he didn’t sound convinced.
Aanya finally confronted him near the library.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
“Tell your people to stop,”
she said, voice steady despite the tremor in her hands.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav looked genuinely confused.
“Stop what?”
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
“Treating me like I belong to you.”
Students slowed their steps, sensing tension.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
“I’m protecting you,”
he replied.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
“I didn’t ask for protection,”
Aanya shot back.
“I asking you for peace.”
For the first time, Aarav hesitated.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
"You don’t understand the world you’re in,”
he said quietly.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
“People like me get ignored. And they don’t want attention,”
she answered, eyes blazing.
“Stay away from me.”
She walked past him, heart racing—but spine straight.
Riya Mehta (FL's Bff)
Riya squeezed her hand once she reached them.
“You did good.”
Neha Joshi (FL's Bff)
Neha nodded.
“You didn’t bow.”
That evening, Dev confronted Aarav at his house.
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
“This is getting dangerous,”
Dev said.
“You’re repeating your father’s mistakes.”
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav’s expression darkened.
“Don’t compare me to him.”
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
“Then stop acting like power gives you rights over people.”
Veer Singh (ML's Bff)
Sameer scoffed.
“You’re overthinking. He likes her.”
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
Dev shot back,
“Liking someone doesn’t mean controlling their world.”
For the first time, a crack appeared between the friends.
At home, Aanya told her uncle everything.
FL's Uncle
Mahesh listened carefully, worried etched deep into his face.
“We need to be cautious.”
FL's Aunty
Sunita held Aanya close.
“You are not alone, beta.”
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
Aanya nodded.
“I won’t let him decide my life.”
That night, she messaged Aarav—once, clearly.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
📲“Do not interfere in my life again.
I am not afraid of you.”
Aarav stared at the message for a long time.
No one had ever spoken to him like that.
And that scared him more than defiance ever had.
Elsewhere, Vikram Rathod reviewed reports in his study.
Can be anyone
“Your son is making noise,”
one advisor warned.
“People are watching.”
Vikram Rathod (ML's Father)
Vikram sighed.
“Power attracts scandals. Handle it quietly.”
But fate was already moving too fast to be quiet.
Mahesh Sharma (FL's Uncle)
Sweet- Caring- Loves FL a lot
Sunita Sharma (FL's Aunty)
Same as FL's Uncle
Vikram Rathod (ML's Father)
Loving
Caring
Strict
Politician (Soon to become CM of Mumbai)
Current Mafia King
Has two sons.
But wants a "daughter".
3. The Proposal That Ignited a Storm.
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Sometimes, a single moment can undo years of silence.
This chapter shows how ego, fear, love, and power collide publicly, leaving no space for retreat.
Kabir Verma was ordinary.
No fear attached to his name.
That was why Aanya felt… safe.
They were seated in the last row during the free period when he finally spoke.
Can be anyone
“Aanya,”
he said nervously, rubbing his palms together,
“I know this might be sudden, but I like you.”
Neha stiffened beside her.
Can be anyone
“I don’t expect anything,”
Kabir rushed on.
“Just… would you like to go out sometime?”
Aanya didn’t answer immediately.
She wasn’t in love—but for the first time since college started, she didn’t feel watched.
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
“I need time,”
she said softly.
Can be anyone
Kabir smiled.
“That’s more than enough.”
Aarav had seen everything.
From across the classroom.
From the way Kabir leaned in.
From the way Aanya didn’t pull away.
Veer Singh (ML's Bff)
Veer muttered,
“That guy’s brave… or stupid.”
Dev Malhotra (ML's Bff)
Dev’s tone sharpened.
“Aarav. Don’t.”
But Aarav was already on his feet.
The classroom door slammed shut.
Silence fell like a blade.
Aarav walked straight to Aanya’s desk.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
“What’s going on?”
he asked calmly—too calmly.
Can be anyone
Kabir stood up.
“I was just—”
Before anyone could react, Aarav grabbed Aanya’s wrist and pulled her up.
Neha Joshi (FL's Bff)
“Aarav, stop—”
Neha shouted.
He hold Aanya’s chin and kissed her.
Someone whispered his name like a prayer—or a curse.
Aanya stood frozen, shock tearing through her chest.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav pulled back, eyes dark.
“She’s not available.”
Riya was the first to reach Aanya.
Riya Mehta (FL's Bff)
“Are you okay?”
she whispered, furious tears streaming down her face.
Can be anyone
Kabir stepped back, pale.
“I didn’t know…”
Neha Joshi (FL's Bff)
Neha glared at Aarav.
“You had no right.”
Aarav looked at Aanya—waiting.
But she didn’t look at him.
And that hurt more than anger ever could.
By evening, the video had spread.
Not because people hated Aarav.
But because people loved scandals.
At the Rathod house, Aarav stood silently in the living room.
His mother, Mansi Rathod, watched the screen once—then turned it off.
Vikram Rathod looked at his son, disappointment heavy but controlled.
Vikram Rathod (ML's Father)
"This is not how we protect our name,”
Vikram said calmly.
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav met his father’s eyes.
“I love her.”
Mansi Rathod (ML's Mother)
Mansi sighed.
“Love doesn’t humiliate.”
Vikram Rathod (ML's Father)
Vikram nodded.
“But responsibility repairs damage.”
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav straightened.
“Then let me take responsibility.”
Later that night, Vikram called his legal advisor.
Vikram Rathod (ML's Father)
“Arrange a meeting with the girl’s guardians,”
he said.
Mansi Rathod (ML's Mother)
“We will apologize. Properly.”
Mansi placed a hand on Aarav’s shoulder.
“If you choose this path, you walk it with respect.”
Aarav Rathod (ML)
Aarav nodded once.
“I will.”
At home, Aanya sat between her uncle and aunty.
The video played silently on the TV.
Sunita covered her mouth, horrified.
FL's Uncle
Mahesh closed his eyes.
“This world is cruel.”
Aanya Sharma/Rathod (FL)
Aanya finally spoke.
“I didn’t ask for this.”
And for the first time, she cried—not loudly, but completely.
Author
This chapter changes everything.
A moment of impulse becomes a public wound.
And two families—bound by power and pain—are about to collide.
Mansi Rathod (ML's Mother)
Same ML's Father
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