A failed escape. A ruthless claim.

Siyara runs for freedom, but Aarav brings her into his world, where control feels like care, and fear marks the beginning of her captivity.

Aarav takes Siyara from her home by force, proving that escape is no longer an option. Between fear, humiliation, and a chilling display of his control, Siyara realizes this isn’t love. It’s captivity. And this… is only the beginning.

Siyara’s wedding turns into a nightmare when Aarav replaces the groom, kidnaps Varun, and forces her into marriage. Trapped, terrified, and watched even in her dreams, she realizes one truth, there is no escape from Aarav’s obsession.

A missing groom.

A hidden face.

A truth that destroys the mandap.

Siyara marries a man she never chose… but the one who always chooses her.

Aarav’s obsession traps Siyara in shadows and fear—black roses, midnight footsteps, and eyes that follow her across oceans. Realizing she can’t escape him, she chooses the only thing that feels like safety: marrying Varun, not for love… but to survive.

Haunted by nightmares of Aarav’s possessive whispers, Siyara tries to escape into her routine. But his presence follows her everywhere. Even in the crowded market, one glimpse of him shatters her fragile calm. She isn’t running toward love… she’s running from the man who already believes she’s his.

Aarav’s presence haunts Siyara long after he leaves her room. His words, his touch, his darkness. Even in her dreams, she runs… but all paths lead back to him.

Aarav’s obsession closes in like a shadow. A tense, claustrophobic encounter where his quiet menace and possessive promises leave Siyara shaken and trapped between fear and something she can’t name. The scene crackles with danger and dark desire: a man who claims ownership, a woman desperate to escape, and the chilling certainty that his control will not be easily undone.