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Hope you all are doing fine. Recently I have been hospitalized. I fell sick, got my iv drips and my hands are not in pretty condition to type. That's the reason I was not able to update the book as per schedule.
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She was running aimlessly on the empty road, completely lost in her panic. In her frenzy, she didn't know she came so far. She had not bothered to meet the curious glances of the staff while leaving his mansion. Sarah had taken a leave for a day as her daughter fell sick. All she wanted was to escape from him, to break free from his grasp. She had countless questions to confront him, but she needed a moment alone. The revelation overwhelmed her, fueling her anxiety. She was on the edge of getting a panic attack. But this time his comforting presence wouldn't console her. She quickly hailed a taxi and slid into the back seat, tears streaming down her cheeks, soaking her upper dress. She tried to stifle her sobs, clamping her mouth shut, trembling with the fear of breaking down. All she wanted was to reach her safe space, away from the chaos, and prevent a panic attack. As the taxi halted at the porch of Singhania mansion she dashed out of the car and ran inside. She finally let h
It was the dark of night, she lay in bed under the influence of medication while incoherently murmuring in her sleep paralysis. She had her panic episodes and Reema bi had to call the doctor. Once the doctor attended to her, prescribing the necessary medications, he left. Reema bi to stayed by her side. She continuously dialed Rajeev's number, her anxiety mounting, Reema bi couldn't help but worries. Each unanswered call deepened her concern, why Rajeev wasn't responding. Rajeev's heart felt triumph as he left the conference meeting, having defeated Avyaansh and secured the tender. The smirk of victory lingered on his face, filling him with a sense of accomplishment. However, his elation was short-lived when a message from Reema bi popped up on his phone. The news of Shanaya's panic attack at his house shattered his happiness, instantly replacing it with worry and concern. As Rajeev arrived home well past office hours, Reema bi informed him of the distressing events. She recounted
Neil rose from his seat as soon as Rajeev walked in. He approached him to confront the situation. "How did he find out about you, Neil?" Rajeev's deep voice resonated with tension, evident from the furrowed lines on his forehead. The creases on his face spoke volumes about the worry that consumed him in that moment."That bastard! He held me captive and manipulated the situation into marrying Shanaya. It was all part of his twisted plan. He fabricated charges against me, landing me in jail. I have a feeling he's got something on you too," Neil exclaimed, sensing the intensity of Rajeev's anger reaching its peak. The room crackled with tension as their words hung in the air, exposing the depth of the betrayal they had both experienced."I doubt he'll find out what I've kept hidden all these years," Rajeev muttered under his breath, his voice laced with apprehension. Neil glanced at him, a knowing look passing between them. They both understood the weight of Rajeev's words, the secret t
Since yesterday, she had secluded herself within the confines of her room, seeking solace in isolation. Reema bi, with concern etched on her face, brought her lunch and sat across from her, patiently waiting until she finished each morsel. Despite her lack of appetite, she reluctantly consumed a small portion as she had to take her medicine. Reema bi handed her the pills, which she swallowed with a gulp. She settled herself on the couch by the window, her gaze lost in the outside world. Just as Reema bi was about to collect the dishes and leave the room, her phone unexpectedly rang, interrupting the silence.She answered the call, but her expression quickly shifted to one of concern as she listened to the voice on the other end. "What?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with worry. Shanaya, sensing the tension, rose from the couch and approached her, eager to know the cause of her distress. “Don't worry, I will take care of her,” Reema bi replied and dropped the call. "What happened, R
Once they were gone, he stepped out of his car and walked inside the police station. The officer, giving him a knowing nod and led him to the cell where Rajeev was being held. He entered the cell as the officer stepped aside, allowing them to talk alone. Inside the dimly lit cell, the air was heavy with tension. The flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows on the cold, grey walls. Rajeev sat on a narrow, metal bunk, his face etched with weariness. The weight of the world seemed to rest upon his shoulders. The air felt heavy with unspoken truths and unanswered questions. Outside the cell, the station buzzed with activity. Officers hurriedly went about their duties, their voices blending into a symphony of urgency. Rajeev turned to see him standing inside the cell, face to face. The air crackled with tension, creating an atmosphere charged with anticipation. The smirk on Avyaansh's face only served to further agitate Rajeev's anger, causing him to grit his teeth in frustrat
At night; Shanaya stepped out of the bathroom, freshly showered, she slipped into her cozy pyjamas and wrapped a towel around her damp hair. She was indulge in checking her phone, when suddenly she got startled by a loud thud emanating from downstairs. With a furrowed brow she removed the towel from her hair, placing her phone on the bed she cautiously made her way out of her room, her curiosity picked up by the unsettling sound. As Shanaya descended the stairs, she found nothing amiss. The kitchen was bathed in dim light, with the staff having retired to their quarters there were no signs of anything wrong. She made her way to the kitchen, feeling parched, and poured herself a refreshing glass of chilled water all the while oblivious of the heated gaze following her every moves. As she gulped down the water, a sense of contentment washed over her, prompting a satisfied sigh to escape her lips. After keeping the glass back on the rack, she made her way out of the kitchen, only to
Next morning; As she drifted in the realm of dreams, she stirred, her fingers curling tightly around the soft sheets. Shifting restlessly, she turned to find solace on the other side of the bed. A contented moan escaped her lips as she sought the comforting warmth. With a gentle nudge, she nestled closer until her face was fully pressed against his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat provided a soothing lullaby, cocooning her in a sense of security and warmth. As she shifted in her sleep, a huge weight encircled her waist, disturbing her peaceful slumber. With a gentle groan, she again turned to the other side, her back facing him, expressing her discontent in soft whimpers that mingled with the hushed whispers of her dreams. She felt something wet on her shoulder, followed by a gentle lick that roused her from her slumber. As she furrowed her brow in her sleep, a flicker of confusion crossed her face. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, struggling to adjust to the unfamiliar c
As he stood in the kitchen, carefully flipping the omelet, his phone chimed with a message. He unlocked his phone and saw that Natasha had messaged him. "Rajeev is awake now. The surgery went successful, and he's out of danger." His face twisted into a sinister smirk as he read the text. A malicious glint danced in his eyes. With a devious satisfaction, he kept his phone aside and focused on the work in hand, relishing in the thought of the chaos he had caused. As he finished up in the kitchen, he headed to another room to get dressed. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, finding her act of locking herself in the room rather childish. A smirk played on his lips as he thought about how she believed it would keep him out. He knew that if he wanted to, he could easily enter with the help of spare keys. It amused him to think of her futile attempt to keep him at bay. He walked into the kitchen, all dressed and ready to go out. With a sense of purpose, he started setting the food on t