Author note ~
Hey,thanks for reading!!CRIMSON VEINS has been a wild ride,and I'm glad that you're here for it. This story is pretty dark and messy,but that what makes it real,right? I'd like to hear what you think. Don't be shy to share your thoughts!

English is not my first language,so please pardon any grammatical errors from author's sides

I'm only introducing main characters.other side character will introduce later as per need.

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Aryan Verma(27)

“I would've burned the world for you… but you never even looked back.”

He’s the kind of man who wears silence like a crown. In boardrooms, they call him CEO. In shadows, they whisper his real name—the one soaked in blood and fear. Aaryan moves with precision, speaks only when necessary, and when he does, it cuts deeper than bullets. He doesn’t chase power; he is power—tailored in black suits, red ties, and a smirk that knows too much. Behind screens, he’s a ghost—hacking empires, rewriting truths, erasing enemies. His world runs on secrets, loyalty, and control. He doesn’t love. He possesses. And if he lets you in, it’s either because he wants to protect you… or destroy you. One look, and you know—Aaryan isn’t a man. He’s a war you won’t survive.

“You’re not my weakness, Sia—you’re the only war I never wanted to win.”

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Sia Roy(25)

“You gave me scars and called them love… how do I forgive that?”

She walks in silence, but her presence screams. Black boots echo on cold floors, eyes sharper than any scalpel she’s ever held. Her lipstick is always flawless—blood-red, like the thoughts she hides behind polite smiles. A forensic psychologist with a mind built for chaos, she doesn’t just study killers—she understands them. Her notebooks are messy with ink and truth, scribbled between crime scenes and confessions. She doesn’t cry anymore; she analyzes the emotion until it disappears. She’s not the type to fall in love—she’ll dissect it, examine it, maybe even destroy it. Soft only when it hurts, kind only when it cuts. Sia is a storm bottled in silence, and you never see her coming until it’s too late.

“You’re the chaos I crave and the silence I fear, Aaryan.”

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Aryan × Sia