This is the sequel of Discovering Myself (https://www.wattpad.com/story/237094996-discovering-myself-18%2B). This work is intended for an 18+ audience.

"Excuse me!! How dare you to talk to me like this?? Do you know who I am?" He roared at Vanika in loud voice pointing his index finger towards her. "Prime minister ke bete ho tum?? By growing this beard and height, are you thinking that you are training commander? Listen Mr. Whatever, I don't give a damn about your identity. So just leave my way." Vanika said putting his finger down by her index finger. He gave her a death glare and left from there while she smirked . ******************************************************** She was standing in line with other IPS candidates but suddenly gets 440 volt shock when the same man she fought with came to stage throwing sharp glares at Vanika and said - "Good morning Candidates. I am Nirmay Oberoi your training commander. And from now you all will be trained under my guidance in these 11 months." ******************************************************** But both of them did not know that the tale which has started will go "𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈".

Alina was ecstatic when she got selected for an internship in Noida's best Architecture firm- Infinite Designs. Her parents were apprehensive, but she was positive and determined. Only if she knew she was going in for a rollercoaster ride that would turn her life upside down. Haider Minhas was one of the most desired men- the eligible bachelor and owner of a successful Architecture firm. He charmed the ladies with his good looks, mysterious personality and money, of course. Though many women swoon over this billionaire, Haider fell for Alina the first time he set his eyes on her; someone who wasn't enamored by him. But soon, his love turned to obsession. Will Alina be able to figure out what was up with Haider and what she was getting into? How far will Haider's obsession with Alina take him?

She woke up married to a billionaire. Now she has to remember why. Peyton Adair is seventeen, stubborn, and still tasting salt air from the last thing she remembers, Cape Heron's bonfire, sand under her feet, a voice too close in the dark. Then she wakes up in a luxury penthouse with stitches on her forehead, bruised ribs that make breathing hurt, and a simple gold band on her left hand. Her husband is Jamison Kade. Nineteen, tabloid famous, billionaire heir. The kind of reckless rich boy the world loves to hate, and the kind her best friend Rain swears is nothing but trouble. Peyton doesn't remember meeting him. She doesn't remember the hospital. She doesn't remember signing anything, but the paperwork is real. And when Jamie finally tells her the truth, why she was in the ER, why her mother was kept in the dark, and who was behind the wheel the night her life split in two, Peyton realizes her missing memories aren't the only thing someone's been hiding. Because the more she pulls at the threads of that lost night, the more everything unravels: her father's secrets, Rain's messy relationship drama, the scandal machine surrounding the Kade family, and the unsettling way Jamie seems to know exactly what she needs... even when she doesn't know herself. Somewhere between Cape Heron's spotlight and Brentver's quiet, Peyton has to decide what's worse, truth she can't remember, or the feelings she never meant to catch.