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Atharv and Inaara barely spoke at dinner, their silences filled with unspoken tension.
Something was brewing - something dangerous - and Inaara could feel it in the way Atharv's jaw stiffened whenever his phone buzzed, in how he disappeared without a word, returning only when the world was asleep.
Her work, her designs, had been stolen twice now.
By the same man.
And this time, she knew it wasn't coincidence - it was a direct strike, meant to humiliate her and, indirectly, wound Atharv.
She had brushed it off the first time. But not again.
Atharv had vowed to protect her - and that vow, she feared, had turned into vengeance.
That night, she sat in her studio.
Her hands trembled as she held her phone.
She knew Atharv wouldn't tell her the truth, not until it was too late.
So she dialed the only person who could - Vihaan.
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On the other side of the city, Vihaan sat in his office, a whiskey glass untouched beside him.
The phone buzzed on the desk. His heart jumped - he didn't even check the name.
He thought it was Atharv.
And he was furious.
"What the fuck, man!" Vihaan roared the moment he picked up.
"How could you do this? Stop this madness right now! That man's already on his knees, Atharv. You've destroyed everything he had! Just... make a full stop before you cross the line!"
Silence.
An unnatural one.
Vihaan frowned, realizing something off.
And then - a voice. Soft. Cold.
Controlled.
"Vihaan... what is happening?"
His entire body froze.
He pulled the phone away, eyes widening when he saw the name glowing on the screen.
Inaara
"Oh fuck," he muttered under his breath.
"Vihaan, what did Atharv do?" she demanded, her voice sharp as a blade. "Where is he?"
Vihaan's mouth went dry. His throat worked, but no words came.
"I-I don't know, Inaara... I swear, I-"
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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...
