She sat in her room cladded in the designer lehenga. Her face was adorned with flawless makeup and her hair was pinned in a loose bun securely while two strands were teasing her cheeks on both sides. Her veil rested on her head. Her hands and feet are adorned with beautiful henna designs. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked breathtakingly beautiful and why not, today is her marriage. Her heartbeat accelerated with the thought she was going to be his bride. She was anticipating just before yesterday she was not happy with her marriage and now she was going to marry the man she desires. She was nervous that would be an understatement. She grabbed her phone and checked the messages but he still didn't reply to her. She wanted to talk with him before marriage but he still didn't reply to her nor did he contact her. A knock sounded on her door and she fixed her veil before saying ''come in'' Tanya and Nia came to her side with mischievous smiles. "OMG Shanaya, you're
Sun rays peeped from the large windows in the hallway. The birds chirped in the garden. Her veil lay carelessly on the floor beside her. The cold breeze caressing her bare back made her stir. Her hair sprawled on the headrest while she was sleeping carefree on the couch. It was 6 am when his car halted at the gate and the guard opened the door for him. He passed out at Natasha's place last night due to alcohol. He went there just after dropping Shanaya at his mansion. He got out of his car and walked inside the mansion. He just wanted to have a cold shower and take a quick nap before going to the office. He entered the mansion and was welcomed with a foreign warmth in the air. He was about to walk up to his room when his eyes landed on her. His brows knitted in confusion when he found her sleeping on the couch in a sitting position, still donning her wedding dress. He couldn't forget how breathtaking she looked last night. He just couldn't take his eyes off her. Her back was facin
"Did she eat?" He asked on the phone call. "No sir, I have tried multiple times but madam refused to eat anything" a lady answered on the phone call. It was almost lunchtime and she didn't eat much of her breakfast. He doesn't want to acknowledge but her thoughts didn't take off his mind. He was feeling uneasy from the time he left the mansion. It was getting difficult for him to torment her whenever he saw tears in her eyes. He just wants to comfort her, brush her tears off, and embrace her to his heart's content. He was bewildered by his own feelings. "Alright, make sure to feed her something if she asks," he spoke out. "Sure sir" the lady answered and he cut the call. He had told the lady to look after her, who was also the caretaker of the mansion. Heaving a deep sigh he proceeded with his work on his laptop shrugging all the nagging feelings. "Sir, I have informed Mr. Singhania about the meeting. He said he will be here by 2 pm" Tarun said. "Send these files to Natasha and ask
It was close to dinner time when Avyaansh returned from the office. He found Shanaya sitting in the living room with her phone in her hand. Walking towards her he dropped his head a little from behind her to peek at her phone at what she was doing. Shanaya was so engrossed in her phone that she didn't feel his presence behind her. He found her going through the pictures of their marriage that Nia and Tanya took and sent them to her. In one picture he was filling her hairline and she had her eyes closed. That picture looks so adorable. A smile graced her lips but soon she got startled by the voice behind her. "What are you doing?" She almost shrieked and her phone fell on the floor with a thud. Her heart almost came to her mouth. He scared the shit out of her. Looking at him she inhaled a breath before picking up her phone as she stood in front of him. He smirked and plopped down on the couch in front of her. Sarah came with a glass of water and offered it to him. "Sir, should I
She lay on her bed, her eyes staring at the ceiling blankly. Silent tears escaped her eyes and vanished in her hairline. Sleep was far away from her eyes. Her face turned red due to continuous crying. Her hand fisted over the blanket when she recalled the occurrence a few hours ago. She strolled to her room when Avyaansh left, wiping her tears harshly from her face. She straightly went to the closet and dragged her suitcase out. Thankfully she didn't arrange her clothes and things in the closet. She descended the stairs and was about to reach the door when a hold on her wrist halted her steps. A harsh pull on her arm and she landed on his hard chest. His arms wrapped around her waist in a tight grip. She hissed and struggled to get out of his clutch. "Leave me" she spat while angry tears soaked her cheeks. "Seems like you didn't get what I told you earlier" He chuckled and jerked her closer to him. "I am not staying here with you, leave me" she was adamant and he mused. He li
He was driving his Bugatti towards his mansion when he got a call from an officer who was accounted to keep tabs on Neil. Who he's meeting and whom he's trying to contact. He had made sure Rajeev Singhania won't reach him. The officer notified him Rajeev was trying to meet him but as per his arrangements, he didn't get to meet Neil yet. Rajeev had contacted the chief minister to get the permit but it will take a few days. Avyaansh smirked thinking about how to vent his fury. He was frustrated after he argued with Natasha but now he got a punching bag to vent out his anger. Taking a U-turn he drove towards the police station. A constable led him the way towards the cell where they had kept Neil. The constable unlocked the door and Avyaansh motioned him to leave him alone. Avyaansh saw him covered in bruises. As per his demand, they have beaten him nicely thoroughly and thoroughly. As Neil looked up he saw a man standing in the middle of the cell. His face was hidden in the shadows.
She locked the door from inside and leaned on the door placing her hand on her rapid beating heart. "That was close" She was still breathing laboriously. Their proximity always affects her and now when they are staying together under the same roof she wonders how she will control her heart. Till the time she came out of the washroom her bedding was done neatly and he was sitting on the couch waiting for her looking handsome as usual with his messy hair and wearing a simple tee with trousers. She likes it when he wears casual clothes. "Done staring at me" Her cheeks heated up at his observation and she looked away licking her lips out of habit. "Come here," he said and she walked towards the single seater and took her seat. By now her fever was gone but she was still feeling weak. She grabbed the bowl and made a face. "Again porridge, I had porridge for lunch" she whined with pouty lips looking at the bowl and he couldn't help the smile gracing his handsome face. "You are cute" It
At RM Holdings;A knock sounded on the door and a girl entered after getting permission. "Sir, here's the briefing from the marketing department. And these files need your signature" she said in her professional tone putting the files on the table. She is an employee in the marketing department. Since Tarun left with the team for a site visit she was managing his works along with hers. "Alright, call for the shareholders meeting and check those files for some errors," Avyaansh said, lifting his eyes from his laptop and pointing towards the bunch of files lying on the coffee table "Alright sir" She left after nodding at him. In the morning when he woke up Shanaya was sleeping soundly resting her head on his chest. He couldn't brush off the image of her sleeping in his arms. His heart skipped a beat as he stared at his beautiful wife snuggling into him for comfort. Her face was devoid of any makeup, her lips were pouted and her messy hair sprawled on the pillow still he found her ador
“I started working as your nanny when you were just five years old. You were a timid child, hesitant to warm up to strangers. However, it didn't take long for me to encourage you, and soon you began to form a bond with me. There came a time when I had to leave my job to look after my brother when he fell ill. But when I received the call saying you fell sick and missing me, I rushed back to you without hesitation. Since then, I've been living here with you. All this time, I believed your mother had passed away, as I had been told. Not once did I suspect that you weren't his real daughter.” Reema Bi said the last part with a frown, sitting on the bed, gently stroking Shanaya's hair as she lay with her head in her lap.“Even I didn't imagine in my worst nightmare of him being a murderer of my parents and pretending to be a father figure all these years,” she sniffed and the tremble in her body didn't go unnoticed by Reema bi who felt a tug in her heart. “He showed so much love and care l
The commotion from outside echoed through the opulent halls as Ryan dashed inside, the guards followed closely behind him with weapons, cladded in a black suits with earpieces on ears, their faces set in grim determination.The guards stood behind Avyaansh, waiting for his command to spring into action. Reluctantly, he broke the embrace that held him captive against his will. Standing beside Shanaya, he intertwined his fingers with hers and ordered the guards. “Take him to my warehouse and call the doctor to treat his wounds. He should be healed enough to take my wrath. He souldn't just die so easily,”He glanced at Shanaya from the corner of his eye, but she remained impassive, even after hearing his plans for Rajeev, she didn't show any reaction which he was expecting. Deep down, she had accepted the truth and recognized the real monster. Rajeev was no longer her concern. How Avyaansh chose to make him pay was not her business anymore.Everyone around her had only fed her lies—wheth
While they were standing aiming their guns against each other. There was a commotion at the entrance that drew Rajeev's attention and he went alert. Avyaansh smirked looking at Rajeev's blanched face losing its colors. Ryan has already surrounded the mansion with their guards. Outside, the armed men surged forward like a dark tide, their movements swift and calculated. They spread out around the mansion, a well-coordinated assault aimed at dismantling Rajeev's defenses. The guards, once confident in their numbers, now found themselves outmatched, falling one by one to the relentless onslaught. The sharp crack of gunfire punctuated the air, mingling with the shouts of men caught in the throes of battle. Each confrontation was brutal and swift; the sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed through the mansion. Neil, battered and bruised, slowly rose from the ground, the metallic taste of blood lingering on his lips. He wiped the crimson streak from his mouth with a shaky hand. With ea
Shanaya's world shattered in an instant. The foundation of her reality crumbled beneath her feet. She felt a surge of anger and confusion, mixed with a deep sense of grief. How could the person she thought was her father turned out to be the devil? The weight of the truth settled upon her like a ton of bricks, and she felt as if the ground beneath her was crumbling. Her mind raced, trying to process the implications of what she had just learned. The once familiar and safe image of her father had been shattered, replaced by a dark and sinister reality.Shanaya's tears swelled, blurring her vision, she found herself engulfed in a sea of emotions - a tumultuous mix of anger, confusion, and heartbreak. The room seemed to constrict around her, suffocating her with its oppressive weight, making it hard to breathe. Her legs trembled as she approached the man holding a gun in his hand. Avyaansh stood facing Rajeev, who ominously aimed a gun at him. Shanaya, despite her trembling legs, walke
Flashback;Harsh was returning with his family from their delightful vacation in Switzerland. As they emerged from the airport, his chauffeur was already waiting with the sleek car. He gently held little Shanaya in his arms, her eyelids heavy with sleep. Taking the keys, he dismissed the driver and settled into the driver's seat. The car glided away as the night drew closer. "Mumma, I wan ish cleam,"(I want ice cream) three-year-old Shanaya uttered in her adorable, gibberish voice, Her big, expressive brown eyes gazed out of the window. "Darling, you already had two ice creams before the flight; it's not good for you, you might catch a cold," her mother gently told her, causing Shanaya to pout and glance at her dad with her big brown eyes as if bribing her father. Seated on her mother's lap, Shanaya looked up at Harsh as he was driving the car, focusing on the road. "Daddy, I wann ish cleam," Shanaya insisted, tugging at her father's shirt. "Alright, sweetheart, we'll be there in no
"And now, it's your turn," Rajeev uttered as he retrieved a gun from the inner pocket of his coat, aiming it directly at Avyaansh. ”Wait,” Neil's voice echoed sharply in the living room, cutting through the tense air like a knife as he approached them, passing by Avyaansh, and positioning himself next to Rajeev, his eyes fixed on Avyaansh who knelt before them. "Why the rush, Dad?" Neil's words carried a mix of anger and frustration, his gaze piercing into Avyaansh. "I still have unfinished business with him, a debt to settle. He held me captive in that fucking warehouse, giving me endless torment, relentless beatings," Neil's recount of the ordeal was laced with bitterness.As Neil spoke, Avyaansh met his gaze with a smug expression, a silent taunt that seemed to convey a message of 'you deserve far worse.' The sight fueled Neil's anger, his frustration bubbling over as he strode purposefully towards Avyaansh, delivering a powerful blow to his jaw. Avyaansh's head snapped to the side
Avyaansh was driving his car when Ryan's call came in. Swiftly plugging his ear pods, he answered, "Yes Ryan," his attention divided between the conversation and the road ahead. "Your assumptions were spot on. He had strategically placed his dogs around your mansion," Ryan's voice relayed over the phone. Just two days prior, he had touched down in India, setting the stage for what lay ahead.“Shanaya is en route to Singhania house. You handle the rest. I'll be at the mansion in fifteen minutes,” he ordered over the phone. Ryan replied in agreement before ending the call, shifting his focus back to the task of driving.As he arrived at the mansion, a truck of guards stationed outside the grand estate immediately caught his attention. Several men, armed with rifles, stood vigilantly at the entrance and scattered around the porch, their stern expressions painting a picture of seriousness and tension. As he glanced at the cluster of men, a smirk played on his lips, exuding an air of confi
It was pitch-black outside while he was inside the gym room of his penthouse. The stillness of the room was broken by the rhythmic thuds of his fists against the punching bag, echoing through the darkness. It was like he was battling his inner demons under the cover of night. With each punch, he unleashed a torrent of pent-up frustration and anger. Sweat poured down his face, drenching his brow. His eyes blazed like fiery embers, fueled by the intensity of his rage. The force of his blows reverberated through the punching bag, causing it to shake violently. It was as if her words had ignited a fire within him, consuming his every thought. “How could you, Avyaansh? How could you stoop so low? My father, the man I've known my entire life, is not capable of such a heinous act. I don't believe in your false accusations, even if I am dying”. He was so consumed by his rage that he wasn't even concerned about his bleeding knuckles. He ripped off his gloves with his teeth and unleashed his b
The car was zooming down the empty road, moving swiftly in the dark night. The cool breeze brushed against her face, soft and gentle. She sat quietly, staring out the window, lost in her thoughts. He was driving, stealing glances at her every now and then. They hadn't said a word to each other for the past half an hour. Her shallow breaths were the only sound in the car. His phone suddenly beeped with a notification. He swiftly grabbed his phone and saw Ryan's name flashing on the screen. Bringing the car to a stop at the end of the bridge, he turned his head towards her. She remained still, her gaze fixed on the window. "Let's go down the bridge, there's a beautiful lake nearby. We can spend some time there," he suggested, unbuckling his seatbelt. Before he could assist her, she took the initiative and opened her car door, stepping out. He let out a sigh and followed suit, joining her by her side. “Shanaya, won't you talk to me,” He asked, sitting on the bonnet of his car while she