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๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ. ๐—” ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜?

But for Dev Oberoi, love was nothing but a cruel illusionโ€”a weakness he had vowed never to fall for again.

Once, he had everything. Wealth, power, and control over his life as the second eldest son of one of the worldโ€™s richest families. And then, he had her.

Ivara Shekhawat.

The woman who crashed into his life like a reckless storm, shaking his world with a single glance, setting his soul ablaze with her touch. She was supposed to be his forever. But forever never came.

Because on the morning that should have been the best day of his life, she left.

No warnings. No explanations. Just a single message.

"Weโ€™re over."

That was five years ago. Five years of silence, of pain, of burning questions that never found their answers.

Now, fate plays its twisted game, throwing her back into his life.

A restaurant. A marriage proposal. And her, standing in front of himโ€”not as the woman he once worshipped, but as a mere waitress.

A cruel joke? Or an opportunity?

The woman who once ruined him is now at his mercy. And this time, he wonโ€™t be the one left broken.

For Ivara Shekhawat, love was never meant for her.

She was nothing more than an unwanted burden to her familyโ€”someone to be controlled, to be silenced, to be discarded when necessary. Until he came into her life.

Dev.

The only man who ever made her feel seen, cherishedโ€ฆ loved.

But love is never easy.

She was forced to walk awayโ€”not because she wanted to, but because she had no choice. Because if she stayed, he would die. Her family made sure of that.

Yet leaving him didnโ€™t mean she could forget. Because even after all these years, he still owns a piece of herโ€”her heart.

And now, after all this time, heโ€™s standing before her again.

But the man she loved no longer exists.

His eyes, once filled with passion, now burn with hatred. His touch, once gentle, is now possessive and punishing. His love, once her safe haven, has turned into something dark, obsessive, merciless.

"You wanted to leave me? Fine. But now, you will never escape me again."

Her love for him never faded, but neither did his hatred for her. And now, she is trapped between two impossible choices.

On one side is the man she loves, the man she would give up everything for. On the other side is his vengeanceโ€”a storm so ruthless, it threatens to consume them both.

Their story was never meant to be gentle.

It was always fire and chaos, passion and destruction. Desire laced with jealousy. Possession masked as hatred. Love disguised as revenge.

Now, the question remainsโ€”who will win this game of obsession?

Will his revenge burn brighter than his love? Or will their past pull them back into the flames they never truly escaped?

One thing is certainโ€”this time, there will be no escape.

โ€ข ๐—”๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—š๐—ฎ๐—ฝ ๐—™๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฌ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€

โ€ข ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜

โ€ข ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ

โ€ข ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€

โ€ข๐—ง๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ/๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ

โ€ข ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐— ๐— ๐—–

โ€ข๐——๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฅ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ

โ€ข๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ

โ€ข ๐—”๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐—บ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ

โ€ข ๐—ฆ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—•๐——๐—ฆ๐—  ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ

โ€ข ๐—–๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ

โ€ข ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜…๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†

โ€ข ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—™๐— ๐—– ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐— ๐— ๐—–

โ€ข๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ

โ€ข ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ

โ€ข ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ (๐—™๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—™๐— ๐—–'๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ)

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