Hope
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Meet Aksha, she is 27 years old, with height 5 feet 4 inches, very slim with fair complexion. She is always silent and lives alone, does not have any family or friends. Hates men, works very hard, never smiles. She always wears full sleeves collar kurti's which reaches till her feet, she wears very loose clothes. she hides her painful past in her fully clothed dresses. Meet Aarav, he is 29 years old, with 6 feet height and a well built body, a very hot and attractive guy, super rich, he's a successful businessman, owns many hotels and malls across the world. Hates commitments, he doesn't care about anyone but himself. Very rude, hates carelessness, very dedicated to his work. He lives alone, has no family. What happens when rude guy who hates commitments meets a silent girl who hates men??? Will they learn to love eachother?? Will he make her smile?? Will she look past his rude behaviour??
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"Stop... please..." Her voice was a raw whisper, but it didn't matter. He didn't care. He never cared. The tears flowed freely down her cheeks as he moved, his every action a reminder of the power he held over her, the control he exerted with every violent thrust. She couldn't move, couldn't fight him. The pain, the humiliation-she was trapped in his grip, lost in the nightmare that never seemed to end. "No..." She gasped, her heart racing in terror as she cried out, begging him to stop, to let her go. But her pleas were nothing more than a distant echo, swallowed up by the darkness of her own mind. Aarya's breath quickened in the nightmare as she relived the pain, the helplessness, the shame. The cold, indifferent silence of the room consumed her, and her mind screamed for a way out, for someone-anyone-to save her. But no one came

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