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The Cruel Mafia Boss

Name: Reyan "Rex" Malhotra

Ruthless, feared, and dangerously intelligent. Known for leaving a "red mark" on those who betray him—literally and metaphorically. Publicly, he’s the CEO of a billion-dollar empire.


 Top Undercover Agent Officer (Main Lead)

Name: Kiaan Verma

Known as “The Ghost” in the underground world. Trained to kill, but beneath his steely surface lies a heart still capable of falling… even for the wrong man.


. Mafia’s Core Partners

Name:

Ishaan Roy – Arms and logistics expert, cocky and unpredictable.

Mikhail D’Costa – Financial genius, runs the laundering front, calm and composed but deadly.

Aarav Mehra – Tech and cyber specialist, youngest and slightly unstable.

. Kiaan’s Undercover Agent Friends

Name:

Rehaan Sethi – Surveillance expert, witty, flirty, and Kiaan’s closest friend.

Dev Malik – Former sniper, strict, disciplined, protective of Kiaan like a brother.

Tara Iyer – Brilliant hacker, the only female in the group, has a sharp tongue and sharper mind.

Kiaan’s Family

Stepmother: Nandita Verma – Elegant but cold, never accepted Kiaan.

Father (Deceased): Rajeev Verma – Once a respected CBI officer, died mysteriously.

Younger Brother (Hates Kiaan): Shaurya Verma – 19, believes Kiaan is the reason for their father’s death, hates his secretive life.

Higher Officers of the CBI

Name:

Director Arvind Bansal – The head of the CBI, old-school, doesn’t trust easily.

ACP Shruti Rana – Directs operations, brave and logical. Shares a love-hate bond with Kiaan.

Joint Director Raghav Kapoor – Secretive and manipulative; seems to have a personal agenda.

CODE RED HEART

Kiaan's eyelids fluttered open slowly, the world around him shrouded in darkness behind the thick blindfold. His senses, stripped of sight, sharpened painfully. He could feel the cold metal of the handcuffs biting into his wrists behind his back, but that wasn't what pulled his attention. There was something else—something much hotter.

A faint breeze whispered across his bare skin, brushing over every inch of his body like a lover's teasing touch. He tensed, feeling heat flooding his veins, a sudden, restless fire kindling deep inside him, spreading and intensifying with each breath.

His heart pounded louder than the silence in the room. The air seemed thick with anticipation. Kiaan's body jerked involuntarily; a shiver ran down his spine, but it wasn't cold—it was something primal, a rising desire he hadn't expected to feel here, now, vulnerable and unseen.

He tried to steady his breathing, but the heat was relentless, spreading like wildfire, making his muscles tense, his legs twitch. Every nerve ending was awake, craving contact, the ghost of a touch, a whisper of skin against skin.

Then, through the silence, a voice cut sharply through the darkness.

It was cold, low, dripping with a dark amusement that sent shivers down Kiaan's spine.

> "You feel that?" The voice continued, smooth like silk but edged with steel. "That's the fire I've been waiting for. You don't see me, but I'm here. Watching. Listening. And waiting."

Kiaan's breath caught. He could smell the faintest trace of expensive cologne mixed with something more dangerous—danger itself.

> "I know you're afraid," the voice whispered closer, "but also hungry… for control, for power, for something beyond these chains."

> "And soon, you'll learn that desire… that heat—is not your weakness. It's your weapon."

Kiaan's body twitched again, heat pulsing stronger, but his mind raced to find strength beneath the flood of sensation.

> "Now, rest." The voice commanded softly, almost tenderly. "Because when you open your eyes again… the game will truly begin."

The air shifted, footsteps fading into the distance. Silence swallowed the room once more, but Kiaan's body still burned, caught in a fever of yearning and tension.

Behind the blindfold, in the dark, the fire inside him had only just begun.

Flames Behind the Blindfold