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Next morning; She groggily opened her heavy eyelids, her vision blurred and hazy. It took a moment for her drowsy mind to register her surroundings. The morning sunlight gently streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. As her gaze slowly focused, she noticed a change in her clothing, and a mix of confusion and frustration washed over her. She clenched fists and heaved deep breaths in anger, realizing that it must have been Avyaansh who had taken the initiative to change her clothes while she was passed out and the irony was she was not wearing innerwear, only his loose tee and shorts. She was still lost in her thoughts when a knock resonated through the door. “Ma'am,” she heard the maid's voice calling out before entering. “You're awake. Let me help you in using the bathroom,” the middle-aged woman offered kindly, extending a helping hand. As she stood up with the maid's support, she couldn't help but inquire, “W–Where is your sir?” “He wasn't here when I arri
The room was surrounded by darkness, the sound of her hiccups and whimpering were resonating in the eerie silence of the room. The sound of his shoes echoed in the room as he entered the basement. His gaze wandered around the room and stopped on her shivering figure. The air was heavy with an eerie silence broken by her small whimpers. Drawing her knees closer to her chest, she was sitting in one corner of the basement, in dread. She was claustrophobic and he was well aware of that. He couldn't help but notice the fear etched on her face. She looks so delicate, so scared. If he would be the old version of Avyaansh, he would have enjoyed her frightened state but this Avyaansh is completely different from the old one. And the reason is, She. She changed him. She wavered his heart with the warmth of love. Her face can be seen in the limited light of the room. In her panic, she didn't notice his presence while he was keenly observing her. His brows frowned when his eyes fell on the nai
Avyaansh was engrossed in his work, sitting in his study, surrounded by stacks of papers and blueprints for his hotel project. The evening sun cast a warm glow through the windows, while a gentle breeze wafted in, filling the room with a refreshing chill. The atmosphere was serene, allowing him to focus on his tasks with a sense of calm and determination. As he diligently worked on the intricate details of the contract agreement, his focus was suddenly interrupted by the buzzing of his phone. Rajeev's name illuminated the screen, and a devious grin slowly spread on his face. It was as if a mischievous glint had taken hold of him. Avyaansh's smirk widened looking at Rajeev's pale face on the video call. Neil's anger flared up, causing him to shout, "Where the hell is Shanaya?” The mention of her name from his mouth ignited a fiery rage within him. If he was in front of him Avyaansh would have killed him for even taking her name from his filthy mouth. Avyaansh maintained his confident
"W…Why…did you…bring me here?" She managed to gather the courage to ask him. Avyaansh, faced her with a smile that now frightened her, responded, "You should freshen up, I'll fetch something for you to eat. You haven't had a bite since yesterday.” She gazed at him, her eyes filled with a newfound fear that sent a jolt through his core. With a lingering glance, he rose from his seat and exited the room, gently closing the door behind him. The previous incident kept replaying in her mind, causing her chin to tremble. How could he be so heartless as to lock her in that abandoned basement, knowing about her phobia? Didn't it bother him that she was terrified to the core, to the point of fainting? The courage she had summoned to escape his clutches now dissipated, replaced by overwhelming fear. The memories of those horrendous moments spent in that basement made her tremble even now. She still feels the crawling on her legs. His words seemed caring, but Shanaya couldn't shake off the fe
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
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
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
"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