author___velvetcurse
"Mujhe talaq chahiye..."
She whispered, eyes shimmering with held-back tears. Her chin was raised, refusing to break in front of the man who pushed her to this point.
"Aur yeh hota kya hai?"
He asked, brows slightly raised, completely unaffected by her trembling voice. He gently wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb.
Then, straightening his tie, he added calmly,
"Main court-kachahri ke chakkar nahi karta."
Simran stood there, frozen-stunned by his audacity, his calm refusal, and the certainty in his voice.
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Simran Sharma, 23, a village girl with big dreams, often wonders why she can't just run away and continue her studies. But with a poor background and a mother who forced her to quit school, she keeps quiet. The day she finally gathers the courage to escape, her parents bring news that shatters everything-she is getting married to a man from the city.
Nirman Singh Rathore. 29 years old
His name alone is enough to shake boardrooms. For him, business is just another game-one where he writes the rules. He is neither cold nor kind, just dangerously unmoved. When his aunt brought him Simran's proposal, he didn't question it, didn't refuse, didn't react at all.
After his parents died, he never went against the aunt who raised him and his three younger brothers.
She is a healer.
He is a destroyer.