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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
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
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