Built on Hatred

Ishira Agarwal - composed, relentless, and raised to never lose control.
Kairav Malhotra - disciplined, unyielding, and taught that power is never shared.
They were bound by family loyalty and a promise made long before they could choose.
An alliance meant to unite two legacies.
But when ambition turned them into business rivals, respect cracked into resentment-and resentment into hatred.
Every deal became a battlefield.
Every meeting, a war of pride and unspoken history.
What neither of them knew was that hate is never born empty.
It is built-on expectations, on silence, on emotions left unresolved.
And sometimes, the same foundation that creates hatred
becomes strong enough to hold love.
But when hatred was built so carefully...
will love be strong enough to survive it?

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"I have to kill him with my own hands... but this feeling-the way my heart starts racing the moment I point the gun at him..."

I growled inwardly.

I had planned this for months, yet all I got in return were trembling hands and eyes that refused to leave him, locked onto him with such intensity that my mind went blank.

"USE. THE. GUN. ISHIRA!" Kairav roared, his eyes icy cold, completely devoid of emotion-just like that day in London.

At the same time, his men raised their guns at me the moment I lifted mine.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY WIFE!" his voice thundered, his eyes blazing with fierce protectiveness.

"No matter how many times you try to stop me, Mr. Malhotra, I will kill you with my own bare hands!"

BOOM!!!!!!!!!