The Rich Orphan

The Rich Orphan

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This story is about Miya Shaw, a rich cute Indian orphan. Her dad died in a car accident. Mom remarried another rich Indian Business tycoon , accepting his son, yet another master of wicked minds. How life of Miya changes after that.It is just the beginning. Unlike all other rich girls, Miya stands to be extraordinary girl. Wait out and watch guys !!!For all the girls out there.
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Bound Series - Book 1 "How was the wedding, Miss Sharma? Did you enjoy it?" His voice dripped with sarcasm, the bitterness barely concealed beneath the formal address. "Yes, Sir. The wedding was good." Piya responded with practiced professionalism, her tone calm and composed. But the edge in his voice didn't go unnoticed. Her restraint only fueled his fury. He stepped closer, his eyes darkening. "Not hard to believe, is it? After destroying someone's life, you're out there enjoying yours." The words struck her like a blow. Pain flickered across her face, raw and unguarded. She opened her mouth, her voice trembling. "Ar...y...a, I" "SHUT UP!" His voice thundered through the cabin, reverberating off the walls. She instinctively stepped back, startled by the sudden outburst. He closed the distance between them, gripping her shoulder tightly, his anguish spilling over. "Do you regret it, Piya? Do you regret tearing us apart? Do you regret ruining everything we had?" Her eyes welled up, the silence between them louder than any scream. ⭐ Hate is a very strong word to define my past feelings and Love is a very weak word to define my present and future feelings⭐ ⭐ Meeting you was an accident but loving you is my fate ⭐

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