"Playfully Ruined: Played by him, Ruined by her"
✦ A thrilling tale of ❖ obsession, ✹ dignity, ✦ dark romance, and ⟡ untold mysteries.
✧ Ambhreen Dashwant, a wealthy businessman, lives for control and manipulation.
✧ Indrani, a bold AI engineer, shi...
Indrani stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection as she tried to piece herself back together.
Her face was puffy from crying, and her eyes still held the weight of everything that had happened. The previous night's events replayed in her mind, the weight of the proposal pressing down on her chest like an anchor.
She splashed cold water on her face, willing herself to get it together.
I need to do this. I can't break down again.
In the other room, she could hear Angsiya and Neha murmuring quietly, likely trying to figure out how to support her in through the day.
Their presence was comforting, but at the same time, it made everything feel even more real.
Just then, her phone buzzed on the sink. It was a message from her father:
"Meeting arranged with the Ahuja family tomorrow evening. Be ready."
Indrani's stomach twisted.
She knew what this meant-there would be no more time to delay.
She would meet them soon, and she had to face this head-on.
But do I want this?
She wondered for what felt like the millionth time.
The thoughts of Anuruddha crept into her mind, but she pushed them away.
She couldn't allow herself to spiral again.
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The past two days were nothing but a blur for me.
Ever since Aarav's family walked out of that door, I've been suffocating under the weight of my emotions, a burden so heavy that it's hard to breathe.
I keep replaying our last conversation, their faces , the tension between us, and the unsaid things that now hang in the air like a curse.
But I can't think about that now. I have to push all of it aside. All that mattered right now was.. Anuruddha!! Uh no- I mean Anuruddha's project.
This is what I came here for-the launch of Anuruddha's most important project.
It's not just any event; it's the culmination of months of his work, his dedication.
I need to be focused. Sharp. There's no room for distraction.
Throwing myself into the preparations, I bury my personal mess beneath the mountain of tasks that need my attention.
I don't let myself stop. Not even for a second. Every second I slow down, every pause, and my thoughts creep back to Aarav's Family , and I can't afford that right now. I can't afford to feel.
This project is Anuruddha's pride, his everything. And because of that, it's become mine too.
Every detail needs to be perfect-the guest lists, the robot demos, the technical specs.
