𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭

Broken Fists - 25

(The 25th chapter starts after this important note by the author) ⬇️

Hello Gentle Souls ♥️

I am so glad to inform you that, within a small time period this story has got a satisfactory reach 🤩

My Instagram account has provided me a vast number of viewers too. (Details for my account is at the end of this chapter) ⏬

So I am going to reveal a secret about me this time 🤫

You all know that this is my first time writing romance but the thing is nobody knows I am writing on Wattpad. Not my family not even my friends. I want to keep it that way because I have a very low inferiority complex.

I am choosing this platform to find recognition through readers who are strangers who won't judge me 🤗

Annndddd
( jumping up and down with excitement) 😁

There's another news! I am happy to inform you all that the story will be updated once in two days BUT on Saturday & Sundays you'll get one chapter each 🥳

Let me know through votes and comments if you want to find out more secrets and surprises.

I can't wait to tell you guys! 💃🏻

Happy Reading My Confidants 🥰

Pramod Raichand.

My archnemesis. He is going to die today. How dare he?

He hurt my Shivanya. First his son did. Now him. I am not letting another person be destroyed by the Raichands. This ends today. Afterall he has to atone to his sins.

Aman is sitting in the passenger seat quietly. He has some explaining to do. I know he hid this from me only because he didn't want to trigger my past but when it comes to Shivanya, all deals are off.

She is my priority.

I park the car infront of Raichand Group and Holdings. I walk despite the protest of the security, Aman follows me hurriedly.

When I spot his office I kick the door and barge in. And there he is. The fucker.

I don't let him talk. I punch his face repeatedly while he howls like a dog.

"Vihaan. It's enough." Aman tries to grab me off him. But I don't budge.

"Stay away from my wife!" I hit him repeatedly.