Guys... This chapter is going to have quick writing because seriously I'm already crying thinking about Ruhi and Rashi losing their parents at that age so I can't really put everything into words.
I tried my best. Because when it comes to griefΒ I lose confidence on my writing.
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Four years ago, Samaira Malhotra walked away from Siddharth Shergill. A shameless flirt. A powerful political heir and bussiness man. And the only man capable of ruining her twice. Now she's standing beside him again; not as his girlfriend, but as his wife. Behind closed doors lies a buried accident, secrets, threatening messages, and two people still obsessed with each other in all the wrong ways. And when the past starts clawing its way back their marriage becomes more dangerous than their breakup ever was. Because some loves don't disappear with time. They ruin you beautifully. In a story where loyalty comes with a price and love becomes its own kind of destruction, Siddharth and Samaira are about to discover that some endings never really end. Book 1 of The Ruin series: can be read as standalone. 18+ Highly mature content!
ππ’π¬π‘ππ― πππ‘π ππ₯ π ππ’ππ‘π’π¦π ππ‘ππ«π¦π Her eyes lifted. Straight to him. "Why did you marry me like that? How could you drag me into everything? Do you even realise that I'm a human or did you just think I'm a doll you can operate?" He didn't answer immediately. He just looked at her. Properly. "A doll?" He repeated his voice dropping "No, I don't waste my time on things that don't have a pulse." ππ¨π¨π€ π π’π§ ππ‘π ππ₯ππ’π¦ππ πππ«π’ππ¬. (Can be read as standalone.) She never wanted a husband. He never asked for permission. Ridhima Sharma: Country's biggest fashion CEO. Cold. Untouchable. She built an empire and learned the hard way that trust is a luxury she can't afford. Her life is planned. Her future is decided. And her marriage to a safe, respectable man is supposed to be the final piece of her carefully constructed world. But fate doesn't care about plans. Rishav Sehgal: billionaire neurosurgeon. Ruthless. Calculating. The kind of man who doesn't ask, he takes. A medical genius with blood on his hands and secrets behind his calm eyes. He's never wanted anything the way he wants her. And he's willing to burn the world to keep her. One bullet. One stolen ceremony. One mangalsutra tied by the wrong man. Now Ridhima is married to a stranger who looks at her like she's already his. He calls her sweetheart with dangerous certainty. He shields her from things that hurt her. He makes her feel things she swore she'd never feel at all. But every touch comes with a question. Every kiss hides a lie. And the deeper she digs, the more she realises... She married a man who will never let her go. And she's not sure she wants him to. 18+ Matured Content!
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