Dear Readers. I'm thinking to stop this story.
Because I think is not as intersting as I thought before writing.
I don't get response that much.
Slowly it reduces my motivation to write. Last chapter views is 242 but votes just 18. It's very disappointing to be honest.
Now it's upto you guys as the story will continue or not.
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Four months had passed since Inaara had left.
The Rajvansh mansion was eerily quieter these days, with the family avoiding conversations that revolved around Atharv or his broken marriage.
However, today, that silence shattered.
A furious voice echoed through the halls.
“Bua! Bua! Come down!”
Atharv’s deep, thunderous voice resonated like a storm brewing on the horizon.
His boots stomped on the marble floor with such force that it seemed the entire mansion trembled.
Sangeeta and Arjun, seated in the bedroom room, exchanged alarmed glances before rushing toward the staircase.
Anjana descended the staircase with an air of nonchalance, her saree perfectly draped, her lips curved into a faint smirk.
She seemed unfazed by the storm waiting at the bottom.
Atharv stormed toward her, his dark eyes ablaze with fury.
His usual composed demeanor had given way to raw, unfiltered anger.
His voice was venomous as he growled,
“How dare you? How dare you send those pictures to me? What do you think you’re doing?”
Sangeeta froze in place, her face drained of color, while Arjun took a step forward, raising a hand in an attempt to pacify him.
“Atharv,” Arjun began cautiously, “calm down. Tell me what happened.”
Atharv turned sharply toward him, his glare piercing.
“Ask her,” he spat, pointing an accusatory finger at Anjana.
“Ask your lovely sister what she did.”
Arjun’s brow furrowed as he turned to Anjana.
“What did you do, Anjana?”
Anjana crossed her arms, tilting her chin defiantly.
“I did nothing wrong,” she said with a shameless shrug.
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Beneath The Storm (Completed)
RomanceIn the opulent world where wealth and power reign supreme, Atharv Rajvansh stands as an untouchable force, his cold perfection masking a storm of hidden vulnerabilities. Enter Inaara Sharma, a kind-hearted soul whose old-fashioned charm and quiet s...
