The Shadows that binds us

Mahira Sharma was no victim. She was a phoenix, forged in the fires of ambition and now, vengeance. The drug bust that had landed Ansh behind bars, his reputation shattered, his future a bleak expanse of concrete walls, was a masterpiece of her own design. A quiet, surgical strike, executed with the same precision she applied to her most complex business deals. Justice, she had learned, was a dish best served cold, and with a side of irreversible ruin.

Yet, even with Ansh neutralized, the embers of disaster still glowed. His reckless actions had left her company vulnerable, a wounded gazelle in a savanna teeming with lions. And the largest, most formidable lion of them all was Yashwardhan Chauhan. His name was synonymous with ruthless acquisition, his conglomerate, 'RP Enterprises,' a shadow that loomed perpetually over her own. He was her antithesis, her equal, and her most dangerous rival.

Mahira, her voice a silken whip, had laid out the terms. She held the leverage, a secret that could unravel Yashwardhan's carefully crafted public image, a weakness he couldn't afford to expose. The price for her silence, for the survival of her company was a ring on her finger and a shared surname. A marriage, not of love or even convenience, but of calculated survival.