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They said the Malhotras always win.
They said no one walks into their world and walks out the same.
They were right.
On the night of her wedding, Agnishikha stood in front of the mirror in a red lehenga that felt heavier than it should. Soft smile. Lowered eyes. The perfect obedient bride.
No one in that house knew that the girl they were marrying off like a business deal had already buried two bodies and built an empire on their ashes.
Her uncle thought he had sold her for a merger.
The Malhotras thought they had bought a quiet, breakable wife.
They were both wrong.
Because Agnishikha hadn't come here to be a wife.
She had come for the truth.
For the people who turned her parents into a "car accident."
For the company that was stolen from her blood.
And the man who would share her bed - Aryan Malhotra, the cold, untouchable CEO - was standing right in the middle of everything she planned to burn.
He looked at her that night like she was nothing.
She looked at him like he was already dead.
Somewhere between the vows and the first locked bedroom door, a quiet promise was made:
𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆.
𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒚.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔...
𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆...
Some brides come with dowry.
Agnishikha came with a war.
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"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞."
"𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬."
"𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞'