DIL KI HASRAT (BOOK 3 OF 'DIL' SERIES)

"Was it that easy, Sameer?" Dua jabbed her finger into his firm, muscular chest. "To replace me so quickly? With someone like her, someone I can't stand."

"That's not true."

"What?"

"You don't hate her as much as you hate me, Dua," Sameer said, his voice calm but firm.

A frustrated growl escaped her lips. "That's not the same!"

"It is the same, Dua. You can't stand me, which is why you resigned as my personal assistant!" He yelled, his calm demeanor cracking.

Dua's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and desperation. "Saranghae, Sameer!" She shouted, her voice echoing through the office.

The intensity of her confession seemed to freeze the moment. Neither of them noticed the small crowd of employees gathering outside the glass door, whispering and glancing in curiosity. The tension between Dua and Sameer grew, but they remained oblivious to the audience forming just beyond the threshold.

Sameer looked at her, confusion crossing his face. "Did you just curse me?"

Throwing him a murderous look, she walked past him, her shoulder brushing against his with a sharp impact. He let out a groan of pain as he heard her whisper-yell a series of Korean words, clearly meant for him to overhear.

"Eotteohge naega michin sarameul salanghage doeeotji?" (How did I end up being in love with a nutcase?)

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Dua Yusuf Siddiqui was a vibrant and outspoken woman, with a heritage that blended Korean and Indian influences. Her life seemed to be on a perfect trajectory until she made a startling realization: she was in love with the very person she once despised. Her nemesis, Sameer Hamza Khan, who also happened to be her best friend's cousin and her former boss.

Sameer Hamza Khan was a laid-back and charismatic billionaire, whose easy-going nature won people over. However, his seemingly perfect world was disrupted when Dua began to act oddly. Her behavior shifted dramatically, becoming....