Hate me until you don't

Hate me until you don't

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Malvika has sacrificed everything for her dream: the vice chair of the prestigious Design Club-a title that would solidify her path to a career in design. But when the role is handed to Harsh Reddy, a multi-millionaire heir with more followers than qualifications, her world cracks. Her hard work dismissed for his charm and connections. Furious and humiliated, Malvika swears she'll never let him forget what he stole. But Harsh isn't the shallow puppet she assumed.When they're forced to work together on the club's biggest exhibition, sparks fly-and not the good kind. But behind every heated argument is a truth neither of them wants to face: the line between rivalry and chemistry is dangerously thin. Add to the mix Shekhar Mehra-Harsh's maddeningly confident cousin, a tech prodigy with a wicked grin and a hidden agenda-and suddenly the game changes. In a world where reputation is currency and recognition is everything, Malvika must decide: is love a distraction-or the one thing worth designing for?
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