The Politician's Heart (18+)
🔞🔞🔞 HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT AHEAD 🔞🔞🔞 Blurb — "Zaroor, Aunty ji. Aap bulaogi toh main daud ke aaunga," Rudra promised, touching her feet once more before stepping out into the dimly lit hallway. Siya followed him out, pulling the door shut behind her. Rudra didn't move toward the stairs immediately. Instead, he turned around, towering over her in the cramped corridor, his broad shoulders casting a heavy shadow over her face. In an instant, the polite social worker persona vanished, revealing the dark, possessive man who practically owned Devgarh. Before Siya could utter a single word, he pinned her against the wall, grabbed a handful of her hair, and claimed her lips in a fierce, demanding kiss. He dominated her mouth with the same ruthlessness with which he ruled the city. When he finally pulled away, Siya was left breathless. "Ghar ke andar bohot bol rahi thi tu," Rudra murmured. His voice dropped into a raspy, dangerous whisper as he stepped closer, leaving barely any space between them. His thick thumb brushed against her lower lip, tilting her chin upward. "Kya bol rahi thi? Shaam ko jo aadha kaam chhoda tha, woh poora nahi hoga?" Siya leaned back against the cool wall, meeting his dark gaze without a trace of fear. Her breath hitched at the raw tension between them, but her signature smirk never left her face. "Yup, I said it," she whispered, her voice low and husky. "Toh kya karoge?" Rudra let out a dark, wicked chuckle. His fingers curled around her neck, his touch carrying the unmistakable weight of his dominance. He tilted her face toward him, leaning down until his breath brushed against her ear. "Toh sunn le, Siya." He nipped at her earlobe before trailing his lips along her jawline. "Kal shaam ko koi college nahi hai. Kal tera koi bahana nahi chalega. Kal tu mere ghar aayegi. Aur agar nahi aayi..." He paused, letting his next words sink in. "Toh poore mohalle ke saamne tujhe utha ke le jaunga." Siya shuddered at the dark promise in his voice, her hands instinctively clutching the front of his maroon shirt. "Tum dhamki de rahe ho mujhe?" "Dhamki nahi, darling. Haq jata raha hoon," Rudra growled, pressing a hard kiss against the spot where her neck met her shoulder. Then he pulled back, his dark eyes burning into hers with an intensity that bordered on madness. "Understood?" RUDRA PRATAP SINGH A thirty-year-old, cold-hearted, and ruthless politician, Rudra is the MLA of Devgarh—a man who practically owns the city and everything in it. Foul-mouthed, short-tempered, and fiercely ambitious, he has zero patience for excuses and even less tolerance for people who think their money or position makes them untouchable. He operates more like a gangster than a politician—a typical gunda who won't think twice before beating someone to a pulp. Rudra can walk into a room full of powerful tycoons and elite politicians and effortlessly command the floor. If something pisses him off, he ruins lives without a second thought. If someone betrays him, they regret it. But underneath the brutality lies one absolute rule: his family is untouchable. He will protect them at any cost, no matter how powerful the enemy. SIYA SHARMA Siya Sharma is a twenty-three-year-old, final-year M.Com. student with dreams of becoming a Chartered Accountant. She is calm to the point of being annoying, fiercely nonchalant, and almost impossible to intimidate. She doesn’t scare easily, doesn’t crave attention, and has absolutely no interest in impressing anyone. Money, power, reputation—none of it matters to her. She is perfectly content living her life, clearing her exams, and enjoying her freedom. Until one fateful encounter turns her world upside down. That single meeting leaves Rudra Pratap Singh utterly obsessed. Used to getting everything he has ever desired, Rudra suddenly runs into a wall named Siya. She knows exactly who he is. She understands the terrifying weight of his family name. Yet, she looks at him as though he is nothing more than an irritating disruption in her daily routine. For the first time in his life, Rudra faces someone completely unfazed by his surname, his political power, or his fearsome reputation. Instead of bruising his ego, it only fuels his obsession, sharpening his determination to make her his. But will Rudra Pratap Singh ever be able to conquer Siya Sharma? How far will a man who has never known defeat go to possess the one woman who refuses to surrender? Dive into their story to find out.
