All Chapters of Ex-Enemy turned Stepbrother:His Obessison with me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Mila's POVLying on my bed, I let out a deep sigh, staring at the ceiling. My conversation with Mom replayed in my head. A party for Kiara. Of course, it had to be grand. Kiara Malhotra wasn’t the kind of person who’d settle for anything less. And working with Raj? That was the cherry on top of this perfect storm.I groaned, rolling over onto my stomach and burying my face in the pillow. My peace was short-lived, though, as a knock sounded on the door.“Miss Saira,” the familiar voice of the maid called. “Dinner is ready. Everyone is waiting for you downstairs.”I sat up, the idea of sitting across from Raj instantly sapping what little appetite I had. “I’m not feeling too well,” I replied. “I’ll have dinner in my room tonight.”There was a pause before the maid responded. “Very well, Miss. I’ll bring your plate shortly.”“Thank you,” I murmured, relieved as I heard her footsteps retreating.As soon as the footsteps faded, I sat up, running a hand through my hair. The last thing I want

Author's POVThe towering glass windows of Raj Malhotra’s office overlooked the bustling city, but his focus remained on the sleek laptop screen in front of him. The proposal from Velmore Textiles,one of the most prestigious fabric manufacturing companies, renowned for their premium fabrics and cutting-edge techniques. Securing a deal with them would be a significant advantage for Malhotra Enterprises—one that could push their expansion into high-end fashion.But Raj wasn’t a man who jumped at opportunities without calculation. His mind weighed every possible outcome, every hidden move in the game of business.Raj leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest as he analyzed the details. Today’s meeting was crucial. The second-most powerful CEO in the industry was here—a man whose reputation nearly rivaled Raj’s own.The thought made his jaw tighten. His arrival at Malhotra Enterprises wasn’t publicly known—this was a deal shrouded in secrecy until final neg

Author's POV The office buzzed with urgency as Saira worked through the procedures for terminating Verma Trading Co.’s contract. With swift precision, she drafted the necessary termination letters, ensuring every legal protocol was met. She reviewed the fraudulent invoices one last time, cross-checking the evidence Raj had presented. Once satisfied, she forwarded the documents to the legal department, instructing them to prepare an official notice. Next, she contacted the finance team, instructing them to freeze all pending payments to Verma’s company. Her fingers moved quickly over the keyboard as she emailed HR, requesting immediate dismissal procedures for the employees who had conspired with Manish Verma. Everything had to be airtight—Raj had made it clear that there would be no loopholes, no second chances. She exhaled, rubbing her temple as she double-checked the last document before pressing send, a sense of accomplishment washing over her. It had been a long day, but at l

Saira emerged from her room, feeling refreshed after her morning routine. The air inside the Malhotra estate was crisp with the scent of fresh flowers from the garden, and the distant chirping of birds added to the peaceful ambiance.She stepped into the hallway just as Raj’s door swung open.Raj had stepped out of his room at the same time. His gaze instantly flickered to her, his movements pausing for a fraction of a second.Their eyes met.Raj, dressed in his usual sharp black suit, leaned casually against the doorframe. His expression was unreadable, but there was a flicker of something calculating in his gaze—like a hunter who had spotted his prey.Saira, unaware that he had overheard her, simply smiled politely. "Good morning, Raj."Then, without waiting for a response, she walked past him, heading straight to the dining area.Raj watched her go, his jaw tightening. Last night. He hadn’t forgotten. The call. The late-night whispers. The damn smile on her face this morning.Who th

Saira leaned back in her chair, phone pressed to her ear. Her brows furrowed slightly at the voice on the other end—smooth, confident, and as annoyingly familiar as ever.“Alexander,” she said, tone flat. “How did you get my number?”A low chuckle came through the line. “Straight to the point. No ‘hello’? No ‘how have you been?’”She sighed. “I don’t do pointless conversations. Answer the question.”“Still as blunt as ever,” he mused. “Alright, if you must know—I had some help.”She tapped her fingers against the table, waiting.“Aarav.”Saira’s expression remained impassive, but internally, the pieces clicked together. So that’s why Aarav had suddenly called last night after disappearing for so long. She hadn’t bothered answering, and now, she knew why.Her voice was cool. “You expect me to believe Aarav just handed you my number?”Alexander let out a small laugh, as if amused by her skepticism. “Not exactly. Let’s just say he pointed me in the right direction.”Saira wasn’t surprise