My eyes fell on Aarini, who was huddled in the corner of the room, her hands clamped over her ears, screaming. She looked utterly disheveled-her hair was a tangled mess, the kohl around her eyes smeared, her suit was wrinkled, and her dupatta lay discarded on the bed. Blood streaked her cheeks, likely from her wounded palms, which might have been cut by the shattered glass. As she tried to block out the noise with her hands, the blood had smeared across her pale cheeks. The sight of her in such a state was heart-wrenching, and my heart ached for her.
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In the ruthless world of power, wealth, and secrets, Ahana Malhotra is caught between two dangerous menโher ambitious and cold-hearted husband, Kiyan Malhotra, and his fiercest rival, the enigmatic and unyielding Arhaan Kozllov. Ahana, the perfect socialite and Kiyan's trophy wife, has spent years masking her pain behind a flawless smile. But one fateful rainy night changes everything when her car crashes into Arhaanโs. The collision sets off a chain of events that forces her to confront not only the cracks in her marriage but also her own long-buried fears and desires. Arhaan, known for his iron will and icy demeanor, never expected to cross paths with Ahana like this. As their lives become entangled, he finds himself torn between his thirst for vengeance against Kiyan and an inexplicable need to protect the woman who symbolizes everything he despisesโand yet, everything he cannot resist. And then thereโs Kiyanโcalculating, manipulative, and determined to maintain his empire at any cost. But as he starts to lose control over Ahana and realizes Arhaanโs growing influence over her, heโll stop at nothing to keep her by his sideโeven if it means waging a war that could destroy them all. In this electrifying tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, three lives collide in a high-stakes game where hearts are weapons, trust is a luxury, and the ultimate price is more than any of them ever bargained for.
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