Aadi Singh. Killed at 20. Reborn at 17. That's who she is. But, lacking the most important thing to stay alive. Memories. It was all a blur. All she could remember was a shrill scream of incoherent words, warm hands holding her like a lifeline and the face behind the warm hands jumping off the rooftop for her. But, who? Now, question arises - Can she survive without knowing what's threatening her? Or would she end up repeating whatever mistakes she did in past life? [ P L A Y E R : 0 0 3 ] [ M E M O R Y I N C O M P L E T E ] [ E N T R Y C O N D I T I O N : F U L F I L L E D ] '(Or, there might be some help?)' : : #2- Womanpower (06/05/2026... right now.) : : Layered Rebirth Forgotten Memory System Trauma Betrayal Slow-burn Deep -------------------------------------------------------- DO ENJOY THIS CRACKED RIDE!

Their first impression wasn't all sunshine but it wasn't bad either. Nitika Rajput, a well known model a secret heir to Shringhar Pvt. ltd., had just came back from a break of 1 year when she accidently got herself involved in her best friend and colleague, Yashvi Singhania's personal family matters. But everything has a reason, doesn't it? She met him: Rutvik Singhania, Singhania mafia heir and unknown to her, Yashvi's brother. What started as insults soon turned into sweet nothings as they started understanding each other. But they didn't realize that enemies were planning in shadows and her blood craving past had came back to make her-... them miserable. A past that became their end. ----------⪁⪂---------- We were mid argument when my eyes caught the car speeding towards us. Rutvik's yelling dulled in background as I realized the car had no intentions of slowing down. My eyes went wide as I unconsciously pulled Rutvik's hand gripping the steering wheel making the car turn and crash to the nearby tree. My head was spinning as my head rested on the front. I could feel hot blood dripping from my head and I knew I was near to loosing consciousness. I opened my eyes with the little strength I had and mine and Rutvik's eyes locked. He was bleeding all over and I could guarantee I was looking no better. "It will..b-blast." Rutvik's voice was raspy and strained but it was coherent. And that's when I realized the car engine had caught fire. There was also possibility of oil leak so the car could soon blast. ----------⪁⪂---------- Tropes: Mafia x Model Mafia heir x Company heir Power couple Ruthless x Strong-willed Sister's bsf x Bsf's brother Side troupe: (BL) LGBTQ+ ⚠ Senior x Junior