"She was his everything-until she became his assassin."
Shreyansh loved Arya with his whole soul. But the woman he trusted most shot him and walked away.
Now he's back. Alive. And hell-bent on revenge.
But they're not the only ones tangled in love...
As Ashvi and Yuvaan stepped off the boat and onto the island, the soft sand whispered beneath their feet. The darkness was illuminated only by the twinkling stars above and the soft glow of lanterns leading to the hut.
Ashvi's eyes widened in wonder as she took in the breathtaking sight before her. A path of vibrant flowers, carefully arranged to resemble a red carpet, led to the stunning hut made of white fabric. The entrance was adorned with intricate lace and flowers, beckoning them to enter.
The dinner table, set with fine china and crystal glasses, sparkled in the soft light, surrounded by a sea of candles and flowers. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming jasmine and roses.
Without a word, Yuvaan took Ashvi's hand, leading her down the flower-lined path. They walked in comfortable silence, the only sound being the soft crunch of flowers beneath their feet.
As they approached the hut, the soft music grew louder, enveloping them in a romantic ambiance. Ashvi's heart raced with excitement, her eyes locked onto the beautiful setup before her.
Yuvaan and Ashvi stepped inside, her eyes adjusting to the soft light within. The hut was adorned with flowers, candles, and intricate lace, creating a fairytale-like atmosphere.
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Breathtaking "Ashvi murmured, her voice barely audible, as she gazed at Yuvaan with shining eyes. Her heart raced, savoring the romantic atmosphere, as she found herself pressed against him. The sound of footsteps faded away as his men placed the food on the table and departed, leaving the couple alone.
Yuvaan's voice was low and husky as he ordered, "Now, you can all leave." The sound of footsteps receded, and the couple was enveloped in silence.
Ashvi's breath hitched as Yuvaan's fingers brushed against her bare shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes closed, and she felt herself melting into his touch.
"Let's have dinner," Yuvaan said, his tone chill, but his eyes burning with intensity. Ashvi's breath hitched again as he lifted her into his arms, his gaze fixed on hers, drinking in the sight of her.
