𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞: 𝐀 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐨 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲

Chapter 25

A U T H O R

The tension in Nikshant's office was palpable as he sat in his leather chair, staring at the reports spread across his desk. His mind, however, was elsewhere—caught in the web of suspicion that had been consuming him for weeks. His phone buzzed, breaking his thoughts.

A single message glowed on the screen, the sender's name unmistakable.

Ravi: Sir, the photos are real.

The words felt like a slap to his face. His fingers tightened around the phone, and his jaw clenched so hard it ached. Bloodshot eyes scanned the message.

Nikshant slammed his fist on the desk, sending papers flying. Hurt flickered across his features, but it was quickly replaced by something darker—an anger so fierce it threatened to consume him.

Reaching into his desk drawer, he grabbed a set of keys and his wallet. He stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor as he stormed out of the office.

His driver, startled by the sudden orders, barely had time to start the car before Nikshant snatched the keys from him.

"I'll drive myself," he barked, his voice cutting through the air like a whip.

As the car roared to life, Nikshant's knuckles whitened against the steering wheel. The sound of the tires screeching matched the storm brewing within him.

"I knew it," he muttered, his voice cold and laced with venom. "I fucking knew the photos are real. Just wait, Aaravi. Just wait to see what I do to you now."

The penthouse was quiet when Nikshant arrived, but his fury shattered the calm like glass.

"AARAVI!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the house.

Aaravi rushed out of the room and descended the stairs, her heartbeat echoing in her ears.

As Aaravi reached the living room, she saw him. Nikshant stood there, his tall frame exuding a terrifying intensity. His fists were clenched at his sides, and his eyes—those usually cold and indifferent eyes—were bloodshot red. It sent a shiver down her spine.

"Nikshant ji?" she called, her voice hesitant, laced with fear.

His eyes snapped to hers, burning with anger.

"I knew it," he hissed, each word sharper than a blade. "Those photos are real. You're nothing but a disgraceful woman."

The accusation hit her like a freight train. She stared at him, stunned, unable to process what he was saying.

"Photos? What... what are you saying, Nikshant ji?" she stammered, her voice trembling with disbelief.

"Don't act innocent!" he spat, his voice rising. "Stop this pretense, Aaravi. Your lies won't work anymore. I know your true face now."

Tears welled in her eyes as she shook her head. "I... I don't know what you're talking about. What photos? What lies?"

"What lies?" Nikshant roared, his voice booming. "I won't waste my breath explaining. I'll show you!"

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a stack of photos and flung them at her. The glossy papers scattered across the floor, some hitting her face. Aaravi flinched, tears spilling over as she bent down to pick them up, her hands shaking violently.

"LOOK AT THESE PHOTOS, AARAVI ROY KAPOOR!" he yelled, his voice breaking with fury.

Aaravi's vision blurred as she stared at the images in her trembling hands. The photos showed her with many men, lying beside them. Aaravi closed her eyes tightly, unable to bear the sight of herself in those pictures. The shock was paralyzing. Her mind scrambled for answers, but none came.