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If you’re reading this on stck.me, please note this before you begin:
I upload only extended or darker scenes from selected chapters here.
The complete chapters are already published on Wattpad.
So if you find a scene starting suddenly, or feel that some background is missing — that’s intentional. This platform is meant for specific moments, not the entire storyline.
Whenever I mention at the end of a Wattpad chapter that an extended version will be published, you can come here to read it.
I’ve noticed that some readers feel confused about the characters or misinterpret scenes because they haven’t read the full chapter first. To avoid that, let me briefly introduce the characters before you continue.
Meera Thakur
Meera Thakur is the kind of girl who plays with fire and never pretends she doesn’t know it burns. Her strength is not learned — it is inherited. It runs in her blood, passed down from her father, Raghunath Thakur, a retired army man who later formed a group of protestors against the British Raj.
Resistance is not rebellion for Meera — it is legacy.
She doesn’t merely support the movement; she participates, fully aware of the danger it brings.
A young women of eighteen, Meera stands at 5’4, with olive-toned skin, dark brown eyes, and hair that falls in a deep mix of black and brown. She is gentle by nature — kind, warm, and deeply loyal — yet maturity sits on her shoulders far earlier than it should.
Still, with her family and the few people she loves, her age shows. In those rare, safe moments, she allows herself small flashes of immaturity — reminders that beneath the courage and fire, she is still young.
And that is what makes her dangerous.
Aaric Grayson
Aaric Grayson is a British Army captain who does not believe in love — only power, politics, and control. Dignity, for him, is not earned through emotion but enforced through fear and strategy.
Women, in his world, are not partners or destinies. They are distractions, tools, indulgences. Pieces on a board meant to be moved, used, or discarded.
Meera Thakur is no exception — at least not in the way romance novels would have you believe. He does not choose her to love her. He chooses her as a chess move, a calculated decision in a larger political game.
At twenty-eight, Aaric stands 6’1, with dark grey eyes that rarely reveal thought, pale skin untouched by warmth, and black hair always kept in order — just like his life. Manipulation comes naturally to him. Cruelty, when required, is effortless.
He is not a hero.
He is not meant to be softened.
He is the kind of man who bends situations, people, and outcomes — and never apologizes for it.
Colonial setting • Dark themes • Not a romantic hero • Power-driven narrative
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