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«She wasn't born with a silver spoon...
She was born with scars.
An orphan.
A survivor.
A seventeen-year-old girl who built an empire with nothing but her pen, her mind, and her silence.
The world knows her as a bestselling author read by millions.
But no one knows...
She is Riyaka.
She never begged for love.
Never waited for rescue.
Never bowed before power.
"If you give me respect, you'll get it back twice. Give me attitude... and I'll return it threefold."
"I'm not rude. I'm just fluent in the language people speak to me."
"You treat me like an option? I'll erase myself from your story."
On her seventeenth birthday, she returns to the orphanage that raised her-not with tears, but with gifts, chocolates, books, and smiles for the children who still call it home.
She believes it's just another ordinary day.
Until...
A convoy of black luxury SUVs stops at the orphanage gates.
The atmosphere changes.
Guards step aside.
And a man walks toward her with the authority of someone who has never accepted the word no.
Vidhyanshu Dharmavanshi.
One of the most feared and influential men in the country.
He looks into her eyes and says only one sentence.
"Pack your things. You're coming home with me."
She laughs.
"Home? I built mine without you."
"I don't know who you think you are..."
"...but I don't belong to anyone."
He doesn't argue.
He simply replies,
"You inherited your attitude from the wrong person."
She folds her arms.
"Excuse me?"
A faint smirk appears on his face.
"You're the Queen of Attitude..."
"...and I'm the King who gave you that crown."
"Whether you like it or not..."
"...I'm your father."
"And you're coming with me."
She takes one fearless step forward.
"Try me."
He smiles for the first time.
"Challenge accepted, Princess."
A daughter who refuses to bend.
A father who has never lost.
When two identical storms collide...
Who will surrender first?
Or will the world witness...
A battle where love wears the mask of war?