"In our family, the younger brother is a shadow. But shadows have a way of consuming the light." Jhanvi's life was written in the stars-or so she thought. Marriage into the legendary Raghuvanshi family was supposed to be her sanctuary. Her husband, Aaryan, is the perfect heir: kind, respected, and the light of the lineage. But there is a dark side to the Raghuvanshi sun. Veer. Her Devar. The brother who lives in the dark wings of the haveli, whose name is whispered in fear, and whose anger is as unpredictable as a desert storm. To the world, Jhanvi is the Bhabhi-the respected elder sister-in-law. To Veer, she is the woman who was stolen from him. He saw her first. He wanted her first. And he doesn't care about the Maryada (honor) of the family or the blood bond with his brother. While Aaryan builds an empire, Veer builds a shrine. While Aaryan gives her jewelry, Veer gives her his madness. Every time she touches his feet for a blessing, his fingers burn to wrap around her throat. Every time his brother kisses her cheek, Veer destroys another room in the palace. The line between devotion and sin is about to be crossed. Because Veer is tired of being the shadow. He's ready to become the eclipse. "He tied the knot, Jhanvi. But I'll be the one to tighten it until you can't breathe anyone's name but mine."