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The heated argument

  • 2 Feb, 2025

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sprawling city of Delhi. Aditi stood by the window of her opulent home, her heart racing as she gazed out at the bustling streets below. Just days ago, she had been soaking in the sun on a pristine beach in Bali, feeling free and alive. Now, she felt trapped in a storm of her own making.

The door swung open, and Kabir  strode in, his presence as imposing as the towering buildings that surrounded their home. His tailored suit looked sharp, but the tension radiating from him made his polished exterior seem like a façade. Aditi turned, her breath catching in her throat.

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    DHAIRYAA: His forced bride

    Their enmity was the stuff of legends-through school and college, Ranveer and Dhairyaa despised each other with an intensity that only grew over the years. What began as rivalry turned into deep-seated loathing, an unbreakable cycle of hatred that neither could escape. Years later, fate played its cruelest trick-they were bound together in a loveless marriage. Three years in, their relationship remained hollow, poisoned by resentment, misunderstandings, and judgments too ugly to undo. And yet, despite the absence of love, they stayed. Ranveer Rathore, a man of unyielding power and ruthless ambition, is becoming a darker reflection of his lineage. With his empire stretching across industries, he crushes anything and anyone who dares stand in his way. His fury is boundless, his anger consuming, but one thing remains constant-he keeps his wife at a distance, as if she is the one thing he cannot control. Dhairyaa Vashishth Rathore, a self-made powerhouse, has built an empire of her own-SenCode. Feared and respected, she is a storm that leaves destruction in her wake. But even in her darkest moments, she refuses to acknowledge the man she was forced to marry, the man she cannot even bear to see in her nightmares. Their world is a battlefield where hatred reigns supreme. But in the ashes of their relentless war, is there a chance for love to bloom? Can misunderstandings be unraveled, or will hatred claim victory once again? Their past created a rift. Their present is a storm. And their future? A question neither of them dares to answer. "Get out of my house." Ranveer's voice was cold, his finger pointing to the door. "Nothing can make me love him. All the hopes ended that very day." Dhairyaa whispered, her heart long shattered. In their resentment, she became his forced bride. But can fate force hearts to beat as one?

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