Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

When home finally feels like home, and their Hasret of togetherness is complete... yet the shiddat, the intensity, the pain of everything that follows, still lingers, waiting quietly to write its own story. Join the Oberoi brothers again, as they once again find their way back to each other, before everything falls into place-or before there's nothing left for them.

🔥 A family that longed to be one... Yet even together, they were worlds apart. 🌍 ✨ The Maliks ✨ 💰 One of India's most powerful families - rich, feared, unstoppable. 💔 Yet broken within. Money built their empire, but it couldn't hold their hearts together. 👑 Their greatest mistake? Sending away their princess, Inayat. 🔥 She returns stronger - forged in silence, scarred by secrets, and ready to reclaim what was lost. Now she's back - 🏰 To the home she still calls hers. ⚔️ To the family she can't forgive. ❤️‍🔥 To the destiny she can no longer run from. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Published on ∞ 03/08/2025

Story Description Ria enters a marriage where love already has a name. A name spoken in memories, framed in photographs, and guarded in silence. She becomes the second wife of a man who never stopped loving his first. In a house filled with echoes of the past, Ria learns to live without expectations- sharing a relationship that feels more like duty than desire. She doesn't demand love. She doesn't replace anyone. She simply exists... quietly, patiently, painfully. But hearts don't remain empty forever. And sometimes, the love that grows in silence becomes deeper than the love that once burned loudly. Ria - His Second Wife is a slow, emotional journey of loss, resilience, and unexpected love.