The Rival's Weakness

The Rival's Weakness

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He was her first rival. She was his greatest weakness. Years ago, Abhishek Sharma and Aishwariya Gill couldn't stand each other. Every argument was a competition. Every glance was a challenge. Every insult hid something neither of them was brave enough to admit. Then she left. Three years at Oxford were supposed to erase him from her life. Instead, the very night she returned to India, she walked into a party where a handsome stranger caught her attention. A little too much alcohol. One impulsive kiss. One night neither of them was supposed to remember. Until daylight exposed the truth. The stranger was Abhishek. And the girl he'd spent years trying to forget... was Shubman Gill's younger sister.Now they're forced to pretend nothing happened, while every stolen glance threatens to expose the truth. They survived being enemies. But surviving whatever this is... might be no one expected.
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