"Veiled Ambition" is a tale of passion, betrayal, and second chances. Jaya Gupta, a fierce CEO, and Ayaan Singhania, a successful businessman, are pulled into a whirlwind of business intrigue when they cross paths with Visha Baniya and Ryan Kapoor-a...
"Jitna chhupane ki koshish karenge, utna hi zyada khul ke samne aayega."
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The Singhania boardroom was like a battlefield waiting to erupt. The cold, sterile room reeked of power struggles and unspoken egos. Ayaan Singhania sat at the head of the table, his posture as stiff as his principles. His gaze fixed on the door, waiting for the storm named Jaya Gupta to arrive.
Jaya, on the other hand, was already fuming as she entered the building. She hated being summoned like some subordinate. As the elevator doors opened, she took a deep breath, preparing herself for another encounter with the man she disliked more than anyone else.
When she entered the room, their eyes locked-flint meeting steel.
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The second she walked in, I could tell she'd come ready for war. Her jaw was tight, and her eyes were blazing. If she thought she could intimidate me, she was in for a disappointment.
"Ms. Gupta," I greeted, leaning back in my chair, a cold smirk playing on my lips.
"Mr. Singhania," she replied, her voice sharp enough to cut through the tension in the room.
This wasn't going to be easy. But then again, I wasn't looking for easy.
"Let's get this over with," she said, sitting down and placing her file on the table with more force than necessary.
I raised an eyebrow. "Patience, Ms. Gupta. This isn't a race."
She gave me a tight-lipped smile. "No, but it's a waste of time. And unfortunately, I don't have much of that."
"Neither do I," I shot back, leaning forward slightly. "So let's keep this professional."
She chuckled humorlessly. "Professional? Coming from someone who seems to thrive on control?"
I smirked, the coldness in my tone deliberate. "Keep your lectures to yourself, Ms. Gupta. I don't work with people who think they're smarter than they are."
She leaned in, her voice low but laced with venom. "And I don't tolerate men who confuse control with competence. Let's see who breaks first, Mr. Singhania."
The room felt colder, as if their mutual loathing had sucked the warmth out of the air.
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