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THE SIN IN SINGHANIA
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Ongoing, First published Aug 10
We were born enemies.
Two heirs to rival empires - the Singhanias and the Manchalas - raised with blood on our hands and each other's names as a curse.

Ayush Singhania is everything they say he is. The mafia boss who doesn't need a crown to rule, a man whose smile is as dangerous as the gun he carries. But behind his empire's steel gates is a joint family bound by loyalty... and secrets darker than midnight.

I'm Aradhya manchala- an actress the world adores, but off-camera, I'm the Manchala princess. My life is glitz, danger, and an unshakable vow to see his empire fall.

But when a threat rises that could destroy us both, the only way to survive is together. Now, I'm living under his roof, breathing his air, and fighting a war that feels more like temptation.

Because the longer I'm in Ayush Singhania's world, the more I realize...
I might be losing the war I've been fighting since childhood.
Not to his empire.
To him.
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I was just 5 when my world turned upside down, the day I lost my maa. That moment marked the beginning of a nightmare I never thought I would endure. Suddenly, I was trapped in a hell of loneliness and despair, where each day felt like an eternity. I would pray to Kanha ji, wishing for an end to my suffering, begging him to take my breath away. In my darkest moments, I would whisper to my maa, asking her to come back and take me with her, to rescue me from the pain that consumed my life. As the years dragged on, I felt invisible, drowning in sorrow, until he came into my life. He wasn't a knight in shining armor or a romantic hero; he arrived like a storm, fierce and unrelenting. He took me against my will, but in a way, he became my savior. A man who was known for his hatred towards women, yet somehow, he pulled me from the depths of my despair. His presence was complex-a blend of darkness and protection, a contradiction that both terrified and intrigued me. With him, I discovered a different kind of strength. Though he was cold and distant, I felt a flicker of hope. I realized that my fight for freedom was intertwined with his own struggles. I was determined to break through the walls he had built around himself, to understand the man behind the mask of cruelty. I'm Piya, and this is my story of survival, resilience, and the quest for my own voice. It's a journey through pain and healing, a testament to the strength that lies within. I refuse to be a prisoner of my past, and I will rise from the ashes to reclaim my life. ~HER LOVE IS A SILENT MELODY THAT RESONATES IN CORNER OF HIS HEART~ THANK YOU❤