𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 | 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 𝐎𝐅 "𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒"

Alaina had always been a lively, extroverted girl — full of dreams and laughter — until fate struck her down. At the age of fifteen, she lost both her parents in a tragic accident. Broken and orphaned, she was taken in by Sanjna’s family, where Sanjna’s mother treated her like her own daughter. Sanjna and Alaina had been inseparable best friends since they were thirteen. They first met when Alaina transferred to Sanjna’s school, where she also met Abhimanyu and Arsalan. Abhimanyu was Sanjna’s childhood sweetheart and closest friend, while Arsalan was Abhimanyu’s best friend. Before the accident, Alaina had studied at a different school, but destiny intertwined their lives through the same coaching center. Back then, Arsalan and Abhimanyu were seniors to Sanjna and Alaina — charming, protective, and slightly out of reach. During Alaina’s darkest phase after her parents' death, it was Arsalan who stood beside her, helping her fight her inner demons. Somewhere between silent support and gentle encouragement, Alaina's fragile heart fell for him. But Arsalan, known for his playboy ways even then, was a mystery wrapped in danger. During their 10th grade, when Alaina learned that Arsalan was leaving India to move to New York, she mustered all her courage to confess her feelings. However, fate played its cruel trick again — she witnessed another girl hugging him before she could say anything. Misunderstanding the scene, heartbroken and humiliated, Alaina left India to pursue her studies in Italy, vowing never to love again. What she didn’t know was that Arsalan, too, had fallen for her — but destiny and miscommunication ripped them apart. In Italy, Alaina transformed. Gone was the naive, broken girl; she built herself into a deadly force. She rose through the criminal underworld, creating an empire of blood and fear, while simultaneously dominating the business world with her luxury fashion brand, A.S. Fashion Designing — the second-largest in the world after Sanjna's SR Fashion. But her obsession with Arsalan never died. It grew — darker, fiercer, more dangerous. Meanwhile, Arsalan, believing he'd lost her forever, drowned himself in reckless living — countless one-night stands, parties, and casual flings, unaware that Alaina had her eyes on him from the shadows. Unknown to him, the girls he slept with began disappearing... only to meet horrific fates. Alaina — obsessed, possessive, and merciless — stalked him relentlessly. Any woman who dared touch Arsalan was butchered without mercy. Alaina would rip out their most intimate parts — their pussies — and send them to Arsalan anonymously, a chilling warning from an unknown stalker. Arsalan, a mafia king and a skilled surgeon himself, began sensing the presence of a deranged stalker shadowing his life. For the first time, fear tightened its grip around his heart — not because he feared death... but because he realized someone capable of unimaginable brutality was dangerously obsessed with him. After endless fights, emotional wars, and shattered egos, Arsalan and Alaina finally gave in to the undeniable pull between them. They got together — a union that was passionate, possessive, and dangerously volatile. But Alaina’s obsession didn’t fade after claiming him — it grew worse. She wanted every piece of Arsalan — his time, his touch, his breath, his soul. She caged him inside her world, locking him with invisible chains of love, fear, and madness. And Arsalan, once free and reckless, began to suffocate. He loved her — but the intensity of her love felt like a slow, beautiful death. He started craving freedom from her obsessive hold, desperate to breathe again, desperate to find the version of Alaina he used to love — the fierce yet free spirit, not the possessive shadow she had become. But Alaina, blinded by her fear of losing him, couldn’t let go. She watched as Arsalan slowly began pulling away, his smiles fading, his touch becoming mechanical, his eyes losing the light that once only she could ignite. It broke her. It shattered every wall she had built to hide her deepest insecurities. And for the first time in her life, Alaina made a choice that wasn't about her pain or her fears. She let him go. Tears streaming down her face, soul bleeding from a wound no one could see, she unlocked the cage she had built and whispered, "Go... for your happiness." Arsalan left, heartbroken but breathing again. And Alaina — broken but determined — decided to rebuild herself, not for revenge, not for power, but for love. She sought help. She took psychiatric treatment, therapy, anything and everything that could heal the monstrous obsession inside her. She was determined to become the woman Arsalan deserved. The woman he had once fallen in love with — fierce, strong, passionate... but not a prisoner of her own madness. This time, she would love him the way he needed — not with chains, but with wings....