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Ekansh Raisinghani(25)

Ekansh Raisinghani(25)

CEO. Ruthless. Unforgiving. Vengeful.

Years passed, but time hasn't dulled the fire in his eyesβ€”it's only made it colder, sharper. Ekansh Raisinghani now sits on the throne of the Raisinghani Group of Companies, a billion-dollar empire, feared by rivals and admired by allies. He walks through boardrooms like a storm in a suitβ€”calculated, calm, and cruel when needed. The boy who once worshipped love has now grown into a man who doesn't believe in it.

Dominating. Possessive. Unapologetically dark.
He doesn't forgive. He doesn't forget. And he definitely doesn't let go.
In his world, revenge isn't just an actionβ€”it's a lifestyle.

And Avantika?
She was the mistake he'll never admit was love.

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Avantika Ekansh Raisinghani(24)

Avantika Ekansh Raisinghani(24)

Shattered. Silent storm.Β Haunted Past.

To the world, she's Avantika Sharmaβ€”only her bleeding heart bears the weight of being Avantika Ekansh Raisinghani, a name etched in betrayal, not vows.

Once a girl with dreams in her eyes and a diary full of fairy talesβ€”now just another face behind a reception desk at The Grand Leaf Hotel. Avantika Sharma lives quietly, almost invisibly, in the shadows of her past. Her innocence hasn't left herβ€”but it no longer sparkles, it bleeds.

She's quieter now. Not because she has nothing to sayβ€”
But because the world never listened.

Still naive, still soft-hearted, still holding on to the fragments of a love that ruined her.
She smiles at strangers, never at herself.
She walks with grace, yet carries the weight of a thousand heartbreaks.

She hates him.
But she hates herself moreβ€”for once loving him.

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Hey my cuties!

I know you were waitingβ€”I'm so sorry for the delay!
Just letting you all know... the entire book is DONE and safely sitting in my drafts!
But in the last chapter, so many readβ€”only a few voted...

Even my silent readersβ€”just one tap on the star ✨ means the world!
Let's do this, okay?
Love you all!


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