𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐗 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 Choose," Vikram's voice echoed, cold and unforgiving. "Your company or your wife." His fingers trembled around the cold steel of the gun. Ansh had always been a man of logic, a strategist who calculated risks and gains. But now, faced with this impossible choice, his heart waged war against his mind. The company-the empire he had built from sweat and sacrifice-exited like a mountain before him. It represented power, wealth, and influence. Kanika-she was his heart, the reason he breathed. Ansh's eyes held resignation. He had made his choice-the one that would haunt him forever. He stepped closer, the gun's muzzle against Kanika's temple. "Betrayer never stands a place in our lives " he whispered . . . . . . "I love you," she whispered, but love was no match for the weight of his decision. The gunshot tore through her, not just physically but emotionally. Ansh had shattered her trust, leaving her broken and bleeding. The gunshot echoed through the room, shattering not just Kanika's trust but also their love. Ansh had chosen his company, and in that choice, he had betrayed her. Kanika wondered if love could survive such brutality. Or if, in the end, it was all just an illusion-a mirage in a desert of broken promises. Love or betrayal? Consumption of betrayals. Internal betrayal? Yes! Will they be overcome? Or Will it overcome them??? Buckle up your seats to witness their internal betrayals.

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐳 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. "You think I will listen to you?" Tanishka's laughter was bitter. "Try me sweetheart." Siddarth's jaw tightened with each syllabus leaving his mouth. He pulled her close making her hit his wet chest. " I am not your fucking toy for using me again, Mr.Rajvanshi" She tries to pull herself away, only for him to tightened his grip on her waist. " Yes, you are not my fucking toy, Mrs. Rajvanshi. You're my wife and we are gonna marry today itself" he declared , smashing his lips on her. ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ " Ye deewanigi chodiye aap, please jaiye aap yaha se. We are never meant to be together-" he cuts her in between, pulling her on his lap. " Abh aap ese deewangi samjhiye ya mohabbat, Par yakeen maniye , Aapko paane ki chahat mein Barbadiyon ka Mela Laga denge meri jaan" ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ Tale of Revenge, politics and love. Who's gonna win? Family politics or their love for each other?