𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓. 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐞 & 𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 KUSH MALHOTRA - 25 "𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜." CEO of MALHOTRA INDUSTRIES. Used to be a sunshine boy but became cold, ruthless, arrogant after losing his first love. He can die as well as kill for his loved ones. He rules the whole business world. Everyone fears him but he is afraid of only one person- his girl. Will he be able to win her back? ANAYRA KHANNA - 25 "𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣." CEO of KRIVA & CO. A heartless, bold, powerful, fearless & strong businesswoman. No one dares to oppose her. Her past has made her cold and the only thing that matters to her now is POWER but her life turns upside down when her love enters in her life after years. Will she be able to forgive him? Will destiny reunite them or will they be separated again? Dive into the book to indulge into their story and to get the answer to these questions. #1 in Indianbillionaire #1 in Reversegrumpyxsunshine

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |