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Here is the chapter bubs, and thanks for your love and support.

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"Please... just leave me..."
"I didn't do anything wrong."
"Please... trust me."
"Let me go, please."
"Don't... touch me... please."
"Please don't."

In a dimly lit room, a women's faint voice echoes as her fists clench tightly around the bedsheets. It seems as though she wants to escape this tormenting nightmare, but she cannot. Her breathing is uneven.
Suddenly, she jolts awake, gasping for air.

On the brink of a panic attack, she reaches for a bottle of pills from the bedside drawer. After taking them, her breathing starts to steady, and she leans back against the headboard.

"Why am I having this nightmare again?" she murmurs, mostly to herself.
The woman is Akshita.
She glances at the clock; it reads 6:00 AM, and her flight is scheduled for 10:00.

"How long did I sleep?" With that thought, she slips on her slippers and walks to the living area.

In the living room, she finds her troublemaking best friends devouring her chocolates while Ayush chats with someone. Sitting on a couch is a handsome man with a well-built physique, engrossed in his laptop.

This man is Reyansh Agnihotri, the devil-chairman of the Agnihotri group of companies and a mafia lord of Italy.

"AYUSH AGNIHOTRI!" Akshita shouts, drawing their attention.
"How dare you eat my chocolates and cakes? Bol rahi hun! Put that down," she says as she approaches them.

"Come on, Akshu baby, you're a billionaire; begging for chocolate doesn't suit you," Ayush teases, igniting her irritation.

"And don't forget, you're also a fucking billionaire stealing my chocolates," she retorts, shooting him a fierce glare, while he gives her a cheeky grin.

"Princess language," a deep, masculine voice interjects-it belongs to Reyansh Agnihotri.

"Why do you always side with him? None of you care about me, Jojo!" she exclaims as she stands in front of him, causing Reyansh to close his laptop.

"Don't worry, princess, your Jojo loves you. And I promise this brat won't touch your chocolates again," he promises gently, making her nod with a pout.

"Okay, fine."

"So, how was your sleep?" he asks as she takes a seat on the couch beside Ayush.

"Not too bad, except for that nightmare," she replies, gulping down some water.

"You had another nightmare?" Ayush inquires, and she nods in confirmation.

"Make sure she starts her medication," Ayush tells Reyansh, who simply hums in acknowledgment.

Everyone feels tense about her trip to India. They know she is mentally strong, but certain topics remain painful for her.
Reyansh recalls the first time they met and the condition in which he found her. Lacking a sister, he poured all his love into Akshita, which is why she calls him Jojo and he calls her princess.

"I'm here too; don't forget me," a voice from a tablet interrupts-the voice of Riddhima Singh Rathore.

"Ooh, Riddhima! How are you?" Akshita asks, taking the tablet from Ayush.
"I'm good, Akshu, but I have a request," Riddhima says, raising Akshita's eyebrows in curiosity.

"I want all my wedding outfits designed by you!" Riddhima says with a playful grin.

"Is that even a question? Of course, I'll design for you!" Akshita responds confidently.

"Alright, you chat; Krishvi, let's go to the gym," Akshita suggests as she stands up.

"Whyyyy?" Krishvi whines.

"No excuses; you have to. Remember, you're a model, so you need to stay in shape," she insists, revealing her typically grumpy side.

Krishvi reluctantly follows, knowing protesting is futile, and Reyansh shakes his head at their banter.

"Ayush, ensure everything is set for her in India," Reyansh instructs before leaving.

"Shadi meri aur kaam bhi mein hi karu" he mutters.

"I told you to get married," Reyansh retorts, causing Ayush to sulk.

In India

RS Mansion.

"Ekanshhhhh!" a woman shouts, panting as she calls for her husband.

A striking man in his thirties hurries in response to his wife's distress.

"What's wrong, dear?" he asks, only to receive a frustrated glare from his wife, Ishani Rai Singhania.

"Look at your only son! Why did you tell him she was arriving tomorrow? Now he won't let me rest!" she complains, sitting down on the couch.

"I didn't say anything!" he claims, pointing to himself.
"You told him his princess was coming tomorrow and he's been a handful all morning," she retorts.

"Not a princess, mumma; she's my gi...gir...girlfriend!" a cheeky voice declares from behind, coming from his beloved uncle's arms.

Both parents facepalm at their son referring to his aunt as his girlfriend.

"That's nice; our princess or your girlfriend," the younger Rai Singhania, Ruhaan, chimes in, causing laughter.

"Chachu, when will my girlfriend come?" the boy asks.

"By tomorrow morning, champ," his uncle replies, and the boy nods eagerly.

"Come eat your food, Hriday," calls his father, but the little boy scrunches his nose in protest.

"No, Hriday isn't hungry!" he insists, revealing he's five years old and named by Akshita.

"Hriday, come here; I made you a smoothie," calls another woman holding a glass of strawberry drink.

Adhya, the younger daughter-in-law, smiles as Hriday jumps into her arms. She was 7 months pregnant.

"When will the baby come, Chachi?" he asks excitedly.
"In two months, sweetheart," Adhya replies, gently stroking his face.

"Chachi, tell Mama I want lots of babies!" Hriday says adorably, blinking his eyes.

Ishani and Ekansh's eyes widen in surprise.

"Hriday! Who's teaching you this?" Ishani asks, astonished.

"Of course, my girlfriend!" he says innocently.

"Yes, yes, champ, we'll make a cricket team, right bhaiya bhabhi?" Ruhaan chimes in, looking at his brother.

"Ruhaan agar teri biwi ke samne maar nhi khani hai to muh band rakh!" Ekansh warns, realizing he has a son who absorbs information rapidly.

"Ekansh, when is my daughter arriving?" Avni Rai Singhania, an elder woman in the family, asks as she joins the conversation.

"Chachi, your daughter will be with you by tomorrow," Ekansh declares, bowing theatrically, which earns a laugh from everyone.

The family has felt a loss since Akshita left, but the younger generation and children have brought some joy back, albeit tinged with sadness.

Akshita hasn't been to India in ten years, but they often visit her. They think she has forgotten everything, unaware that her past still haunts her.

Her past remains her vulnerability, and they wonder why she's finally returning.

"Alok, we're heading to Jaipur tomorrow morning, to the Rathore ancestral palace," says Alok Rai Singhania as he enters from his study.

"And the Agnihotris called; they'll meet us there too," adds Adarsh Rai Singhania, carrying the hand of an elderly woman-Pratima Pratap Rai Singhania, the matriarch of the family.

"Tomorrow, the whole family will be together," Pratima says, tears welling in her eyes.

"Mom, it's just one day," Adarsh reassures her, knowing how deeply she loves Akshita.

"But she isn't the same anymore; she's completely broken. When was the last time she smiled genuinely? It's like she's just a living shell," Alok says sadly.

"Don't worry, Chachu; everything will be alright. She left India for a reason. If she's coming back now, it's destiny," Adhya assures him, rubbing his back.

"Yeah, don't worry; she's not weak; she's a tigress who hunts down her prey. Those who hurt her can't even come close to her now," Ishani adds firmly.

Akshita isn't the fragile girl she once was; that part of her died long ago. The angel within has perished, replaced by a vengeful force.

She is returning for those who shattered her innocence.

SOMEWHERE ELSE:-

"The game begins; you've set the stage for your own destruction. I'm coming back to ensure you get what you deserve," a sinister smile dances across her lips.

To be continued........

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I wasn't planning to update but reading all your message made my mood changed however here is the chapter.

Only one more chapter is left, then the face off.

And

Plzz don't expect from me that, the face off will be done then a little hate love Game and happily ever after. So no this story is slow placed and have patience. The mystery hasn't revealed yet. Their is more to come bub's.

~Russ

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