Fate By Destiny

Fate By Destiny

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Veeranshu Singhania - a name the world speaks with respect, and the underworld mutters with fear. He is the cold, commanding CEO of singhania company, a luxury empire so powerful that nations bend before its influence. But that is only his daylight face. Because Veeranshu isn't a monster only in the dark... He is a devil in both worlds. The corporate world surrenders to his brilliance. The underworld bows to his brutality. And he takes pride in both. His personality is carved from ice and dominance. Calm on the outside, chaos on the inside - he carries a rage so deadly that a single spark can turn him into destruction itself. He does not feel love. He does not believe in mercy. For him, power is the only truth, and everything else is noise. Fear isn't just something he creates - it's what he breathes. Lies and betrayal are sins he never forgives. Once crossed, he doesn't destroy you immediately. he destroys your whole world first. In the underworld, he is unstoppabale. And everywhere he walks... shadows become his followers. Tara Sehgal is a world-class neurosurgeon - the kind who walks into an operation theater like it's her battlefield and walks out victorious every single time. Failure is a word she has never let touch her scalpel. But her life was never as simple as white coats and bright lights. Her childhood wasn't soft, safe, or normal. She grew up witnessing things no child should ever see, and those scars shaped her into the quiet, unshakeable force she is today. Because Tara is not just a doctor. She is more. Much more. Behind her steady hands and calm smile lies a woman who carries secrets heavier than blood and a strength deeper than the wounds she hides.Her hazel eyes tell stories she never speaks - stories of survival, of pain, of resilience, and of a fire that refuses to die. Tara Sehgal is brilliance in daylight, and something far more dangerous in the shadows. A woman impossible to understand... and even harder to control.
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