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Chapter 34
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Aryan saw Avyaansh was coming towards him, a subtle shift in his demeanor as he subtly distanced himself from the group of men. “Avyaansh Malhotra,” Avyaansh stated, extending a hand in a greeting. Aryan shook hands in a formal handshake followed by a nod of acknowledgement. “Ayran Oberoi,” he replied, his voice a low rumble.“It's good to see you here Mr. Oberoi, I presume you have accepted the CEO position?” Avyaansh’s words held a hint of scrutiny while his eyes were carefully assessing Aryan. “You'd be right,” Aryan responded, the words thick as he took a deliberate sip of his champagne. “My father approached you for the same purpose, to persuade me, isn't it?” Aryan asked, his words were more of a statement. Avyaansh's gaze lingered on the glass in his hands. The way he was clutching the glass his veins were visible as if he would crush the glass. He smirked knowing he triggered him. “Indeed, but what truly piqued my interest was your initial reluctance,” Avyaansh admitted, taki
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His flight landed in Los Angeles just as the sun dipped below the horizon. The moment he stepped out of the airport, the warm breeze of the city enveloped him. He spotted his car already waiting for him. He walked towards the car and the driver immediately greeted him, giving him an affirmed nod he slid into the backseat while the driver drove the car. As the car cruised through the city streets, he gazed out of the window, palm trees swaying, the iconic Hollywood sign in the distance, and the city's lively energy. The car stopped in front of the grand five star hotel. Avyaansh walked into the hotel lobby, its polished marble floors and elegant decor was a welcome sight. He approached the reception with a friendly smile, and collected his suite key and stepped into the elevator, pressing the floor button he waited tapping his foot on the floor. Reaching his suite he quickly headed into the bathroom. He was already tired with the jet lag and the work pressure and couldn't wait to tak
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The midday sun streamed through the cafe window, casting a warm glow on the table where Shanaya and Amaira sat, their lunch forgotten as a serious conversation unfolded. Shanaya, her brow furrowed with concern, leaned forward, her gaze fixed on her friend. Amaira, her face pale and drawn, fidgeted with her straw, avoiding Shanaya's gaze. "No," she finally said, her voice barely a whisper, "I don't want Mom to be involved in this. I'll handle it on my own." Shanaya could see the tension in Amaira's shoulders, the way her fingers gripped the table, a clear sign of the turmoil within."But Amaira," Shanaya protested, her voice laced with worry, "this isn't something you can handle alone. It's been happening for months now, and it's getting worse. You can't just ignore it." She paused, trying to find the right words, the right tone. "If you don't want to talk to your Mom, that's fine, but we have to inform the police. This is serious, Amaira, we can't just let it go."Shanaya watched as
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Next day;Avyaansh emerged from the meeting room, a shadow of weariness etched across his face. Tarun walked beside him, his voice a steady hum of updates. "The designs are in, sir," Tarun said, his fingers tapping the screen of his iPad.Avyaansh nodded, "Keep an eye on it, Tarun," he instructed, his voice low and clipped. "And reschedule my meeting with the shareholders this week." He draped his coat over the stand beside his desk, a sigh escaping his lips as he sank into his chair. "Sir, the annual press conference is being held on the 28th of this month in Los Angeles," Tarun continued, undeterred by Avyaansh's quiet intensity. "I've arranged your tickets and your stay at the hotel." Avyaansh finally looked up, his brow furrowing. "28th alright," he murmured, his fingers drumming a staccato rhythm on the desk. “You and Natasha attend this conference this year,” Avyaansh said and opened the lid of his laptop. "Any updates from Oberoi Enterprises?” He asked while his eyes were glu
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A shuddering breath escaped his lips as he rubbed his palm across his face, trying to wipe away the overwhelming emotions that threatened to consume him. His eyes, red and swollen from the battle against tears, betrayed him as a single drop escaped, trailing down his cheek like a silent companion. He stared at the divorce papers clutched in his hands, the ink of her signature glaring back at him. She left the city without any traces behind. The ache in his chest deepened with each passing day, a gnawing reminder of the love that had once filled their lives. He knew he didn't deserve her forgiveness, but still, the least he could do was give her the peace she needed. He understood now that love sometimes meant letting go, and if she truly wished to part ways, he would honor her decision, even if it shattered him. The weight of his guilt was a constant companion, reminding him of the wounds he had inflicted on her heart, the way he had carelessly played with her emotions as if they we
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Seven months later;Avyaansh sat in his swivel chair, engrossed in his presentation as the soft hum of the office surrounded him. Just then, Natasha walked in, a curious smile on her face. “How’s the presentation coming along?” she asked, settling into the chair across from him. “Almost there,” he replied, his eyes glued to the screen, focused on the task at hand.So many things have changed in these seven months. He has grown a thick beard, which adds a rugged charm to his appearance, and the eye bags under his eyes have become more prominent, hinting at long nights spent contemplating the challenges ahead. His aura now exudes a more dominating presence than before. But his eyes have softened, revealing a depth of understanding and empathy that was previously masked by his stern demeanor.The Avyaansh of the past, who once found the constant smiling of others annoying, has transformed remarkably. He now smiles more often, a genuine expression that reflects his acceptance of change and
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