Veins Of Obsession

CH - 18 ( Revenge Unveiled )

As she continued, another file caught her attention—a set of old photographs. They were images of her parents, younger and smiling, standing beside another couple she vaguely recognized. There was something familiar about them, something that tugged at the edges of her memory.

Then she found it—an article clipping buried beneath the photographs. It detailed a family feud, one that had gone cold years ago. Her father’s name was mentioned alongside another—Mehta. A cold realization settled over her. The feud between the Mehra and Mehta families had been buried deep, but it had never been resolved.

Ishaan’s obsession wasn’t just about her. It was about revenge—reclaiming power that his family believed was stolen from them, and he had chosen her, the daughter of his family’s enemy, to pay the price. Yet, the lines had blurred along the way. His obsession had turned into something far more dangerous... something twisted.

Saanvi: (leaning back, her voice icy) “So that’s what this is all about, Ishaan. You’re trying to settle an old score, and you thought I wouldn’t find out.”

She couldn’t help but laugh—a low, bitter sound. But there was a name, hidden deep in the files, of the person who had supplied her with this information: Naira—someone she thought she had left behind in her past. The unknown informant wasn’t so unknown after all; it was someone who had every reason to see both the Mehta and Mehra families fall.
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The Dark Past Unfolds - Introduction of Naira

Naira. The name carried weight—a hidden shadow in the tangled history between the Mehta and Mehra families. She was not just an informant; she was the catalyst that set the wheels of revenge in motion. Her name was enough to make even the cold-hearted Ishaan Mehta’s gaze darken and harden. The story began long ago, in a place where love, betrayal, and vengeance were born.
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Naira's Connection to the Mehtas

Naira was Ishaan's cousin, the beloved daughter of the Mehta family—beautiful, charming, and intelligent. Years ago, she was the light of the Mehta household, someone who everyone adored and who was poised to take a major role in the family’s empire. Ishaan and Naira were inseparable; he treated her like a younger sister, fiercely protective of her.

But it wasn’t just familial affection that tied them together—it was a shared ambition. They were both heirs to the Mehta power and had been groomed to take over the legacy of the underworld. Together, they dreamed of ruling Mumbai, making the Mehta name more feared and respected than ever. But those dreams were shattered the day Naira’s life was ruined.
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Naira’s downfall began with a business deal that went horribly wrong—a deal orchestrated by none other than Saanvi Mehra’s father, Mr. Mehra. The Mehta's and the Mehras were on the verge of forming an alliance through a merger. Mr. Mehra, however, had other plans; he used the negotiations to his advantage and laid a trap for the Mehta's. The betrayal was swift, ruthless, and devastating.

During one of the final negotiations, Mr. Mehra set up an elaborate plot to destroy the Mehta’s empire. He leaked false information that implicated the Mehta's in several illegal activities, activities they had never been part of. As a result, the Mehta family’s reputation was shredded, their businesses suffered, and their assets were seized. But it was Naira who bore the brunt of the fallout.

The public disgrace hit Naira the hardest. Unable to handle the sudden betrayal and shame, she became a target for their enemies. A scandal involving her name erupted, orchestrated by Mr. Mehra’s associates, which ruined her reputation and forced her to flee the city. Overnight, Naira disappeared—broken, humiliated, and abandoned. Ishaan never saw her again, but he never forgot her tears.
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Ishaan’s Sworn Vengeance

For Ishaan, the betrayal of the Mehra family wasn’t just a business conflict—it was deeply personal. He had watched Naira go from a confident, powerful woman to a ghost who had to disappear for her own safety. Her fall from grace became his singular obsession. His rage grew, simmering beneath his cold exterior, turning into a vendetta that wouldn’t rest until justice was served.

Naira had been the heart of the Mehta family, and when she was crushed, so was he. That was when Ishaan made a vow—he would take everything that the Mehra family cherished. He would tear down their empire, piece by piece, starting with the daughter of the man who had betrayed them.

Ishaan: (thinking back to those days, his voice cold) “You ruined my family, Mehra. Now, I’ll ruin yours. You took away our legacy... so I’ll take away your pride, your wealth, and your precious daughter.”

But Ishaan’s revenge was not a reckless act of passion; it was meticulously planned. He infiltrated the business world, climbed the ranks, and watched Saanvi from afar—knowing she was the key to fulfilling his promise to Naira. If he could make Saanvi fall for him, if he could make her his, it would be the ultimate blow to the Mehra family’s pride—a Mehra daughter, bound to Mehta.
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The next morning, Ishaan found Saanvi in the kitchen, casually sipping coffee, as if nothing had happened. But he knew her too well; her calmness was too perfect, her smile too cold.

Ishaan: (with a teasing smile) “You’re up early. Planning something, Mrs. Mehta?”

Saanvi: (raising an eyebrow) “Oh, you know me. Always a step ahead.”

They exchanged a long, tense stare. Ishaan leaned against the counter, his eyes narrowing as he tried to read the storm behind her gaze. He knew she had found something—he could feel the shift in her demeanor.

Ishaan: (softly) “You know, you’re a terrible liar when you’re angry.”

Saanvi: (her tone playful but with a dangerous edge) “And you’re far too good at playing innocent when you’re guilty. Tell me, Ishaan, what’s it like to be obsessed with someone you’re supposed to hate?”( she asked him looking directly into his eyes )

Ishaan: (his voice dropping, his eyes darkening) Why are you asking this out of nowhere???? ( He asked her as if he wants to find something)

Saanvi : I'm just asking.....

Ishaan : out of nowhere ( walking slowly towards her ) You shouldn't be asking it Darling if there's no reason....

Saanvi : ( looked towards him with her own aura, cold , mysterious ) If there's a reason.... Find it or maybe you already know ( saying that she walked out of their)

They both knew the truth now—the lies, the manipulation, and the raw obsession that had driven them to this point. But they also knew that something bigger was at play.
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