legacy of love
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> He was born into power... raised by pain.
Azlan Shah - a cold-hearted Mafia king, feared by all... loved by none.
But when destiny brings Alisha Choudhary into his dark empire - a kind-hearted accountant with fire in her soul - two opposite worlds collide.
Love was never part of the plan.
But maybe... it's the only thing that can save them both.
In a world of betrayal, blood, and buried secrets - will love survive?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Azlan (cold, angry tone):
"Himmat kaise hui meri biwi ko haath lagane ki, Soo-hyun?"
Arslan (shouting):
"You're calling your mother by her name? Shameless!"
Azlan (smirking):
"Maa? Ahh... actually Mr. Shah, aap bolne se pehle 'step' lagana bhool gaye.
Yeh Mom nahi hai... Step Mom hai. Bhooliyega mat."
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"Leave me alone, Azlan," Shahana choked out, her voice tight with anger and despair. "I'm not going anywhere with you." Ignoring her pleas, Azlan reached for her wrist, his grip firm but not brutal. Shahana flinched, the memory of countless similar moments flashing before her eyes. She tried to pull away, but his hold was unwavering. Desperate, she cast a pleading glance at her father, who stood frozen, his face a mask of conflicting emotions. His wife reached out to comfort him but was stopped by a subtle shake of his head. "Azlan, listen to me," Shahana said, her voice shaking. " I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. I want a divorce." The words hung heavy in the air, met with a tense silence. Azlan's jaw clenched, his eyes hardening. He wouldn't let her go, not without a fight. Yet, amidst the fire of his determination, a flicker of pain flickered across his face. Shahana, emboldened by the spark of vulnerability, shifted her gaze towards her in-laws. "Baba," she pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. "Please ask Azlan to stop. I don't want to leave with him." Azlan's father, a man known for his calm demeanor, took a hesitant step forward. "Azlan," he began, his voice measured. "Perhaps we should all..." Before he could finish, Azlan cut him off, his voice laced with a controlled fury. "No, Dad. This is a private matter. Let us handle it." Even in the heat of his emotions, respect for his family shone through. He may be a ruthless businessman, but he wouldn't disrespect his father, the one person he truly valued. However, on this issue, he was determined to have his way. Ignoring everyone, he marched towards his car, grabbed her arm, and ushered her into the passenger seat. Without a word, he started the engine and sped away.
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