๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฎ'๐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฉThe car came to a halt in front of the house, and I wasted no time. The moment the engine turned off, I unbuckled my seatbelt and bolted out, slamming the door shut behind me without sparing Raj a glance. I didnโt need to deal with his mood right now. My mind was already spinning with everything that had happened today. Iโd thought about telling him what I heard back at the officeโthe cryptic threat about kidnappingโbut what was the point? Heโd probably just dismiss it or, worse, blame me for getting involved in things that werenโt my business.And letโs be real: he was likely already gearing up to scold me for what happened with Saniya. The memory of slapping her brought a small smirk to my lips, but it quickly vanished. If he thought Iโd apologize for standing up for myself, he had another thing coming.I hurried inside, ignoring the sound of his footsteps trailing behind me. The tension between us hung in the air, but I refused to acknowledge it.I pushed open
Mila's POVThe sound of the knocking grew louder, pulling me from my thoughts. I took a deep breath and opened the door, half-expecting to see Raj standing there with that infuriatingly smug look he always wore when he was about to lecture me.But instead, I found my mom standing there, a warm smile on her face.โMom?โ I blinked in surprise. โWhat are you doing here?โโDo I need a reason to visit my daughterโs room?โ she teased lightly. โI thought itโs been a while since we had a proper chat, just the two of us.โI stepped aside, letting her in. โOf course not. Come in.โShe walked in and sat on the edge of my bed, her hands smoothing the fabric of her dress. I closed the door and joined her, curious about the sudden visit.โYouโve been so busy lately,โ she said, her tone affectionate. โAnd Iโve been caught up in a million things myself. I thought itโd be nice to just talk for a while.โA small smile tugged at my lips. My mom always had this calming presence that made everything feel
Mila's POVLying on my bed, I let out a deep sigh, staring at the ceiling. My conversation with Mom replayed in my head. A party for Kiara. Of course, it had to be grand. Kiara Malhotra wasnโt the kind of person whoโd settle for anything less. And working with Raj? That was the cherry on top of this perfect storm.I groaned, rolling over onto my stomach and burying my face in the pillow. My peace was short-lived, though, as a knock sounded on the door.โMiss Saira,โ the familiar voice of the maid called. โDinner is ready. Everyone is waiting for you downstairs.โI sat up, the idea of sitting across from Raj instantly sapping what little appetite I had. โIโm not feeling too well,โ I replied. โIโll have dinner in my room tonight.โThere was a pause before the maid responded. โVery well, Miss. Iโll bring your plate shortly.โโThank you,โ I murmured, relieved as I heard her footsteps retreating.As soon as the footsteps faded, I sat up, running a hand through my hair. The last thing I wan
Author's POVThe sunlight streaming through the curtains nudged Saira awake, her body still weighed down by the events of the previous night. She blinked a few times, trying to shake off the lingering grogginess. Sitting up in bed, she let out a soft sigh, her mind still caught on Rajโs cryptic behavior and that unnerving hug in the garden.After a moment of stillness, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stretched. โFocus, Saira,โ she muttered to herself, pushing those thoughts aside. She made her way to the bathroom, where the cool water against her skin worked wonders to revive her senses.After brushing her teeth and showering, she carefully picked out her formal outfit for the dayโan elegant black blazer over a pastel blue blouse, paired with tailored trousers. The ensemble gave her a polished, professional look, even if she didnโt feel entirely composed inside.Grabbing her phone from the nightstand, she prepared to head out, but her eyes caught something unusual on t
Author's POVThe towering glass windows of Raj Malhotraโs office overlooked the bustling city, but his focus remained on the sleek laptop screen in front of him. The proposal from Velmore Textiles,one of the most prestigious fabric manufacturing companies, renowned for their premium fabrics and cutting-edge techniques. Securing a deal with them would be a significant advantage for Malhotra Enterprisesโone that could push their expansion into high-end fashion.But Raj wasnโt a man who jumped at opportunities without calculation. His mind weighed every possible outcome, every hidden move in the game of business.Raj leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest as he analyzed the details. Todayโs meeting was crucial. The second-most powerful CEO in the industry was hereโa man whose reputation nearly rivaled Rajโs own.The thought made his jaw tighten. His arrival at Malhotra Enterprises wasnโt publicly knownโthis was a deal shrouded in secrecy until final neg
Author's POVThe sleek black luxury car slid smoothly out of the Malhotra Enterprises driveway, merging onto the cityโs main road. Inside, Adrian Vaughn leaned back against the leather seats, his sharp gaze fixed on the passing skyline. The city lights blurred into streaks, but his mind was far from the external world.A woman.His thoughts circled back to the brief yet striking encounter in the elevator. A moment that should have been insignificantโjust another passing face in his world of power and dominance. Yet, something about her lingered in his mind like an unsolved equation.Adrian wasnโt the kind of man who entertained distractions, especially not of this nature. He had never once felt an inexplicable pull toward anyone before, let alone a woman he had merely crossed paths with. But for the first time, logic and control seemed to waver, replaced by a curiosity he couldn't ignore.โMr. Vaughn?โ His assistant, Marcus, interrupted his thoughts from the front seat.Adrian exhaled
Author's POV The office buzzed with urgency as Saira worked through the procedures for terminating Verma Trading Co.โs contract. With swift precision, she drafted the necessary termination letters, ensuring every legal protocol was met. She reviewed the fraudulent invoices one last time, cross-checking the evidence Raj had presented. Once satisfied, she forwarded the documents to the legal department, instructing them to prepare an official notice. Next, she contacted the finance team, instructing them to freeze all pending payments to Vermaโs company. Her fingers moved quickly over the keyboard as she emailed HR, requesting immediate dismissal procedures for the employees who had conspired with Manish Verma. Everything had to be airtightโRaj had made it clear that there would be no loopholes, no second chances. She exhaled, rubbing her temple as she double-checked the last document before pressing send, a sense of accomplishment washing over her. It had been a long day, but at l
Saira;s pov"What the hell are you doing in my step father's house " I screamed in shock and disbelief as how can my fate could play such rubbish tricks on me ."Hey babe relax you should have asked your beloved mother as who are there in her new family and plus I don't think I look like a ghost after all I have a handsome face on which girls dies to kiss and here you are screaming like seen a ghost with no clothes."he said making my blood boil and my brain function mess this guy is the worse person I could ever meet again. I was happy since after High school we were worlds apart but what the hell is he doing here now .Couple of hours before...........Saira my darling I am happy that after a lots of hardships to make you understand what is best in current situation you grasp the line and took the initiative to meet your new family I am overwhelmed and excited at the same time as after you joining us our family will be complete and we will live happily ever after...! Mamma is so happ
Author's POV The office buzzed with urgency as Saira worked through the procedures for terminating Verma Trading Co.โs contract. With swift precision, she drafted the necessary termination letters, ensuring every legal protocol was met. She reviewed the fraudulent invoices one last time, cross-checking the evidence Raj had presented. Once satisfied, she forwarded the documents to the legal department, instructing them to prepare an official notice. Next, she contacted the finance team, instructing them to freeze all pending payments to Vermaโs company. Her fingers moved quickly over the keyboard as she emailed HR, requesting immediate dismissal procedures for the employees who had conspired with Manish Verma. Everything had to be airtightโRaj had made it clear that there would be no loopholes, no second chances. She exhaled, rubbing her temple as she double-checked the last document before pressing send, a sense of accomplishment washing over her. It had been a long day, but at l
Author's POVThe sleek black luxury car slid smoothly out of the Malhotra Enterprises driveway, merging onto the cityโs main road. Inside, Adrian Vaughn leaned back against the leather seats, his sharp gaze fixed on the passing skyline. The city lights blurred into streaks, but his mind was far from the external world.A woman.His thoughts circled back to the brief yet striking encounter in the elevator. A moment that should have been insignificantโjust another passing face in his world of power and dominance. Yet, something about her lingered in his mind like an unsolved equation.Adrian wasnโt the kind of man who entertained distractions, especially not of this nature. He had never once felt an inexplicable pull toward anyone before, let alone a woman he had merely crossed paths with. But for the first time, logic and control seemed to waver, replaced by a curiosity he couldn't ignore.โMr. Vaughn?โ His assistant, Marcus, interrupted his thoughts from the front seat.Adrian exhaled
Author's POVThe towering glass windows of Raj Malhotraโs office overlooked the bustling city, but his focus remained on the sleek laptop screen in front of him. The proposal from Velmore Textiles,one of the most prestigious fabric manufacturing companies, renowned for their premium fabrics and cutting-edge techniques. Securing a deal with them would be a significant advantage for Malhotra Enterprisesโone that could push their expansion into high-end fashion.But Raj wasnโt a man who jumped at opportunities without calculation. His mind weighed every possible outcome, every hidden move in the game of business.Raj leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest as he analyzed the details. Todayโs meeting was crucial. The second-most powerful CEO in the industry was hereโa man whose reputation nearly rivaled Rajโs own.The thought made his jaw tighten. His arrival at Malhotra Enterprises wasnโt publicly knownโthis was a deal shrouded in secrecy until final neg
Author's POVThe sunlight streaming through the curtains nudged Saira awake, her body still weighed down by the events of the previous night. She blinked a few times, trying to shake off the lingering grogginess. Sitting up in bed, she let out a soft sigh, her mind still caught on Rajโs cryptic behavior and that unnerving hug in the garden.After a moment of stillness, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stretched. โFocus, Saira,โ she muttered to herself, pushing those thoughts aside. She made her way to the bathroom, where the cool water against her skin worked wonders to revive her senses.After brushing her teeth and showering, she carefully picked out her formal outfit for the dayโan elegant black blazer over a pastel blue blouse, paired with tailored trousers. The ensemble gave her a polished, professional look, even if she didnโt feel entirely composed inside.Grabbing her phone from the nightstand, she prepared to head out, but her eyes caught something unusual on t
Mila's POVLying on my bed, I let out a deep sigh, staring at the ceiling. My conversation with Mom replayed in my head. A party for Kiara. Of course, it had to be grand. Kiara Malhotra wasnโt the kind of person whoโd settle for anything less. And working with Raj? That was the cherry on top of this perfect storm.I groaned, rolling over onto my stomach and burying my face in the pillow. My peace was short-lived, though, as a knock sounded on the door.โMiss Saira,โ the familiar voice of the maid called. โDinner is ready. Everyone is waiting for you downstairs.โI sat up, the idea of sitting across from Raj instantly sapping what little appetite I had. โIโm not feeling too well,โ I replied. โIโll have dinner in my room tonight.โThere was a pause before the maid responded. โVery well, Miss. Iโll bring your plate shortly.โโThank you,โ I murmured, relieved as I heard her footsteps retreating.As soon as the footsteps faded, I sat up, running a hand through my hair. The last thing I wan
Mila's POVThe sound of the knocking grew louder, pulling me from my thoughts. I took a deep breath and opened the door, half-expecting to see Raj standing there with that infuriatingly smug look he always wore when he was about to lecture me.But instead, I found my mom standing there, a warm smile on her face.โMom?โ I blinked in surprise. โWhat are you doing here?โโDo I need a reason to visit my daughterโs room?โ she teased lightly. โI thought itโs been a while since we had a proper chat, just the two of us.โI stepped aside, letting her in. โOf course not. Come in.โShe walked in and sat on the edge of my bed, her hands smoothing the fabric of her dress. I closed the door and joined her, curious about the sudden visit.โYouโve been so busy lately,โ she said, her tone affectionate. โAnd Iโve been caught up in a million things myself. I thought itโd be nice to just talk for a while.โA small smile tugged at my lips. My mom always had this calming presence that made everything feel
๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฎ'๐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฉThe car came to a halt in front of the house, and I wasted no time. The moment the engine turned off, I unbuckled my seatbelt and bolted out, slamming the door shut behind me without sparing Raj a glance. I didnโt need to deal with his mood right now. My mind was already spinning with everything that had happened today. Iโd thought about telling him what I heard back at the officeโthe cryptic threat about kidnappingโbut what was the point? Heโd probably just dismiss it or, worse, blame me for getting involved in things that werenโt my business.And letโs be real: he was likely already gearing up to scold me for what happened with Saniya. The memory of slapping her brought a small smirk to my lips, but it quickly vanished. If he thought Iโd apologize for standing up for myself, he had another thing coming.I hurried inside, ignoring the sound of his footsteps trailing behind me. The tension between us hung in the air, but I refused to acknowledge it.I pushed open
๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฎ'๐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฉThe office was eerily quiet as I shut down my computer and closed my cabin door. The soft hum of the fluorescent lights above was the only sound accompanying my footsteps as I made my way to the elevator. It was past work hours, and the building was nearly deserted. I wrapped my arms around myself, a slight chill running through the empty corridors.I headed toward the lift that would take me to the parking area where Raj's car was waiting.As I walked, my mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the day.Just as I reached the elevator, a muffled voice reached my ears.โI will execute the second phase now, and you have to be careful while kidnapping them. You know whom to hurt.โThe words froze me in my tracks. My heart thudded against my ribcage as I turned my head, trying to pinpoint where the voice was coming from. The office was supposed to be empty, so who could possibly be here, saying something so sinister?I glanced around, my curiosity getting the better of me
๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฎ'๐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฉThe cold breeze brushed against my skin as I stood on the rooftop of the office building, a steaming cup of coffee in my hand. The city stretched out before me, its lights twinkling like tiny stars against the dimming sky. But my gaze wasnโt really on the view; it was distant, unfocused, as my mind replayed the heated confrontation with Sophia and Saniya.The conversation weighed on me, dragging me back to memories I wished to bury. I remembered my previous jobโthe relentless demands, the suffocating deadlines, and my manager was a tyrant, always finding faults, taunting me for every little mistake. It felt like I could never do enough to satisfy him. The suffocating work environment had made me question everythingโmy abilities, my choices, even my worth.I sighed, taking a sip of my coffee, letting its warmth ground me. But before I could delve deeper into those bitter memories, a voice broke through my thoughts.โItโs hard to tackle someone like Sophia, but you