#book3
#seriesofinnnocentfemalelead3
𝗦𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲 1
His eyes gleamed with determination as he stood before her, his voice firm. "You will marry me, Purvi," he said, his words leaving no room for argument.
Her eyes widened in shock and fear. "No," she...
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Purvi stepped into the study room, Kaira toddling alongside her. The atmosphere was heavy, weighed down by the tension that lingered in the air. Esha, Kairav's mother, sat on the couch, her hand pressed to her forehead, her head bowed low.
Kaira, oblivious to the strained atmosphere, walked towards Esha with her little legs, calling out in her baby voice, "Dadii!" Esha looked up, forcing a weak smile onto her face.
Kairav, who was standing still, turned to leave, but his gaze was arrested by the sight of Purvi standing at the doorframe. He walked towards her with slow, deliberate steps, the past replaying in his mind like a haunting melody.
Purvi, sensing the intensity of Kairav's gaze, took a step back, her eyes widening with unease. "A_aap m_mujhe ghar ch_chhod d_dein," she stammered, her voice trembling.
Kairav's expression was cold, unyielding. "Kahi jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai," he said, his voice firm. "From now on, you stay here in this house. Got it?" With that, he turned and left, leaving Purvi feeling unsettled and trapped.
Esha's expression softened as she picked Kaira up in her arms, cradling her close. She smiled warmly at her granddaughter, before turning her attention to Purvi.
"Mere sath aao, Purvi," Esha said, her voice gentle, as she gestured for Purvi to follow her.
With Kaira secure in her arms, Esha moved towards the door, expecting Purvi to follow. The atmosphere, though still tense, had subtly shifted, as Esha's maternal instincts took over, enveloping Purvi and Kaira in a sense of tentative warmth.
As Kairav and Zayn set their plan in motion, a surge of adrenaline coursed through their veins. With a few swift keystrokes, Zayn hacked into Siddhant's system, infiltrating the inner sanctum of his digital empire.
"Done," Zayn whispered, a hint of triumph in his voice.
Kairav's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched Siddhant's data disappear into thin air. The first blow had been struck, and Siddhant was already reeling.
"Now, for the next move," Kairav said, his voice low and calculated. "I want you to create a trail, Zayn. Make it seem like that the account has been tampered by someone."
Zayn's fingers flew across the keyboard, weaving a complex web of digital deceit. "Consider it done, sir."
As the digital trap was set, Kairav's mind turned to the next phase of his plan. The game was heating up, and Siddhant was about to find himself in a world of trouble.
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At night
At 11 pm, the night air was thick with tension, and Kairav's anger was palpable. He had been waiting for this moment, his rage simmering just below the surface.
