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.

*Status-coming soon* • Scroll stack - Ongoing. • Wattpad - Releasing July'2025 "Book-2 of the Royal Romance series" _________________________________________ "Her voice was the call, who pulled him off" *Daksh Rajvansh* the leading businessman who had his whole focus on his career and his people, people of Ajmer but his eyes caught attention. The attention of a free butterfly who was different from others, different from the ones he had come across, Niharika Thakur. *Niharika Thakur* an idol figure to the youngest youth. A singer who has just started her career but the fame she was getting and the respect was high. She has won the life of her audience by her voice and her mindset. Her thinking was her ladder. Her nature was her fragrance but little bit she knows that her one gaze would cost her freedom. What will happen when these two worlds collide? How will their story bloom by just an "eye contact"? To know more about the story, dive inside to know further.