"Why don't you use me like others?" Vidyut wasn't prepared for this. He couldn't make sense out of it. Confused by her question, he didn't even try to ask her again, but she will get her answers by anyhow.
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*:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ : ๐๐ป๐ฒ๐บ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ณ๐ถ๐ ๐ฆ๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ ๐๐ด๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ (20 - 30) ๐ก๐ฒ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ฏ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ฝ๐ผ๐น๐ฎ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ผ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ "๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ" ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป๐ & ๐๐ผ๐น๐ฑ ๐๐ ๐ *:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ
โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: [ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐น : 2 ] She wakes up with a blank slate, with no memory of the life before. But something feels off. Haunted by fragmented dreams and a nagging sense of unease, she can't shake the feeling that she's missing something vital. He watches from the shadows, a brooding enigma with eyes that hold both warmth and a dangerous edge. He knows her secrets, the life she's forgotten, the enemies that still hunt her. He's her nemesis, or so she believes. But his vow to protect her, even from herself, is unbreakable. When a ghost from the past resurfaces, shattering her carefully constructed reality, will she remember the love they shared? Or will the truth destroy them both? No, nothing will occur. He will not tolerate anything that harms her or her memories. He will create new memories for her and will rekindle her affection. Money. Power and Love - he would use anything to get what he wants. After all, he's never learned to lose. "๐๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐. ๐๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ๐๐ก ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐." โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ : ๐ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐บ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐'๐ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป - ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ถ๐น๐น๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:
*:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ Once a beacon of laughter, her 18th birthday unfurled a darkness that swallowed her light whole. The girl who knew no guile became a veiled threat, a sweet poison capable of lethal grace. Unseen identities flickered beneath her charming facade, never betraying the danger that lurked within. She was a doll, exquisitely crafted for destruction, her strings pulled by a phantom hand. Then he came, a sun-drenched meadow, a vibrant forest. Her mission demanded she entwine herself with his life, a cruel deception she executed with chilling success, leaving his heart a smoldering ruin. The blame rained down โ from her family, from the world, and most brutally, from within. On the precipice of oblivion, he became her unexpected anchor. But the puppet master's game wasn't over. He was snatched, a pawn in a twisted plot that finally shattered her carefully constructed reality. The truth ignited the inferno within her โ she was a victim, blackmailed for sins that weren't hers. The hot temper that always simmered beneath the surface finally boiled over. The strings were severed, the roles reversed. Now, she holds the reins, and the manipulator will learn what it truly means to be a puppet in the hands of a woman forged in fire and reborn in vengeance. Her sweetness now carries the sharp tang of iron, her beauty the chilling gleam of power. The game has changed, and the hunter has become the prey. "๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฌ, ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ" *:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ : ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐๐บ๐ฝ๐ & ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐ป๐๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ "๐๐ฎ๐ป ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ" ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ "๐ง๐ผ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ถ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฒ" ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด *:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พ
Widowed at thirty-four, Kabir Rathore is a successful businessman, but a lost man at heart โ a single father drowning in guilt, duty, and a past he canโt let go of. When his newborn daughter and two-year-old son need stability, his conservative family urges him into an unusual solution: a marriage of convenience. Enter Shruti Roy โ twenty-seven, quiet but resilient, reeling from her own heartbreaks, and fiercely protective of her independence. She agrees to the arrangement, not for love, but for the children who steal her heart the moment she steps into Kabirโs chaotic world. What begins as a practical decision slowly unfolds into something neither of them expects โ laughter in shared silences, sparks under casual touches, and a home built from gentle moments. But ghosts of the past are not easy to bury. When jealousy strikes, old lovers reappear, and trust is tested by twisted intentions, Diya and Kabir must ask the hardest question of all: Was this just an arrangement? Or the beginning of something real? โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐: ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐น๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐น๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ผ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ ๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ณ๐ ๐ฅ๐ผ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ STANDALONE.
Six years ago, on the night of their graduation, Aira shattered Riaanโs heart without warning. No explanation. No goodbye. Just a whispered โIโm sorryโ and a sudden disappearance. What Riaan didnโt know was that she left carrying a truth too heavy to shareโand grieving the death of her father that same day. Now, fate throws them back together in the most unexpected way: a marriage neither of them saw coming. Itโs arranged. Ironic. Icy. Riaan, now a successful yet emotionally guarded man, wants nothing to do with the woman who walked away. On the surface, heโs cold, distant, borderline cruel. But beneath the bitterness lies a love that never diedโand a pain heโs never faced. Aira, still deeply in love, is determined to win back the man she never stopped loving. But the past wonโt stay buried. Secrets begin to unravelโwhy she really left, what she was hiding, and what it cost her to stay away. As they navigate the fragile threads of a forced marriage, old wounds resurface. But so does the passion. And maybe, just maybeโฆ love never left. Because some hearts break, but they never stop belonging. Still his. Still hers. Still Yours. โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: ๐ง๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐: ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐๐ป๐ด๐๐ + ๐ฆ๐น๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ป ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฒ "๐ฆ๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ฒ๐ณ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐ฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐" ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ฒ๐บ๐ฎ๐น๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ Standalone.
โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: " Just leave me alone , abandon me like everyone else ! " she yelled and broke down . I want to console her and badly wanted to hug her , but I can't , I can't after what I had done 3 years ago . Iam the sole reason why she is in this stage . My heart pang seeing her like this . I wish I had a time machine so that I could go and reserve everything that I had done and the things that happened that day . I kneeled down in front of her , tears were flowing unknowingly from my eyes " How can someone abandon their love , Tridha ! " I whispered but deep down I know I was the one who abandon his love , his heartbeat from himself . I was the stupid one but now I will rectify all my mistake and win her back no matter what it cost me , but I WILL . ๐๐๐๐๐๐: - Bestfriends to Lovers - Broken Hearts - Slow Burn - Forced Marriage - Friendship Goals - Mystery ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โง๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:*
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