He was power. She was his weakness.
In the political heart of Hyderabad, MLA Asaduddin Khan is feared, revered—and utterly untouchable. But behind closed doors, he harbors a dangerous obsession for the one woman he should never touch: Zainab Siddiqui, his cousin, the daughter of the bua who tore the family apart by eloping with an opposition leader.

Zainab is soft-spoken, devout, and terrified of Asad’s temper. Yet she can't deny the pull between them—his touch ignites what her heart cannot suppress. Trapped in a storm of forbidden love, family hatred, and searing secrets, their every stolen moment becomes an act of war.

When obsession battles fear, and passion defies blood, how long can they survive the fire they’ve lit?

There are some names whispered only in reverence…
And some desires hidden even from God.

Zainab Siddiqui had grown up hearing stories of the man her mother called a tyrant. Her cousin. Her shadow. Her sin.
Asaduddin Khan—MLA of Charminar Constituency. The man who carried power in his stride and danger in his silence. The man whose name made her father’s voice tighten with contempt and her mother’s eyes flicker with fear.

But nothing in those stories prepared her for the way her heart stopped when he looked at her.

And he always looked.

Even in a crowd of a thousand. Even through veils and walls and lies.
His gaze found her. Owned her.
Loved her in ways no one else ever dared.

Their blood was shared. Their families enemies. Their names never meant to be spoken together.
But in the darkest corners of the Khan mansion… they were fire.

And fire does not ask for permission.
It only burns.

⚠️ Content Warning:
This story contains mature, explicit content intended for an adult audience. It explores themes of obsession, power dynamics, and forbidden desire. There is no hate toward any religion or community, and the story is purely fictional. If intense relationships, morally grey characters, or explicit scenes aren’t your cup of tea, please refrain from reading.