| RHEA |
Finally, some fresh air! It feels like ages since I've had a moment to myself. But today? Oh, today is special. I'm finally going to meet Aryan Bhaiyya and Ananya Dii together.

| RHEA |
Finally, some fresh air! It feels like ages since I've had a moment to myself. But today? Oh, today is special. I'm finally going to meet Aryan Bhaiyya and Ananya Dii together.
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๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ค ๐ ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ Aariz Shaik built walls around his heart long ago. Reserved, composed, and dangerously indifferent to love, he believes that some battles are lost before they even begin. And Lavanya paul? She was the only war he never had the courage to fight. She loved him. Unconditionally. Desperately. But when silence became his answer, she was forced to walk away. Years later, fate plays its cruelest hand-Lavanya reappears in his life, not as a distant memory, but as his best friend's fiancรฉe. Bound by an engagement she doesn't want and trapped in a future she never chose, she wears her heartbreak like armor. And Aariz? He stands in the shadows, watching, pretending, lying-to her and himself. But when a single night unravels buried truths... When stolen glances become undeniable... When unspoken words burn hotter than ever... The past refuses to stay forgotten. A love once lost. A heart still yearning. A destiny rewritten in veiled whispers. "๐ฐ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐... ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐."
๐๐ก๐๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฒ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ก ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ณ๐ In the underworld, power is everything, and Ahaan Veer Rathore is the undisputed king. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously intelligent, he built his empire on fear and control. Love? A weakness. Marriage? A trap. But when a long-buried debt forces him into an unwanted union, he lays down an ironclad condition: "You will be my wife in name, my queen in the eyes of the world. But you will never ask for love, never try to touch what I don't give you. If you betray me, I will destroy you myself." "๐ก๐ผ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ๏ฝก ๐ก๐ผ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐น๏ฝก ๐ข๐ป๐น๐ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐๏ฝก" He thinks she'll submit. He thinks she'll be just another pawn. But what Ahaan doesn't realize is... Liyana Seraph Mirza never feared anyone-until she met him. She was raised as a queen, untouchable and untamed. But Ahaan is the only man who doesn't bow before her fire-he walks straight into it. She doesn't want his love. She wants him. แดแดแดแดสแดแดแดสส. แดสsแดssษชแด แดสส. สสแดแดแดสสส. A missing file from twenty years ago. A forgotten name resurfacing in whispers. A hidden journal that holds the truth about her past. Liyana came into his world as a pawn, but now, she holds a secret that could burn his empire to the ground. ๐๐ป ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฟ๐๐ฐ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ผ ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ถ๐ปโ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฟ๐๐... ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฒ๐.
๐ธ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ แดแดกแด ษดแดแดษชแดษดs. แดแดกแด าแดษชแดสs. แดษดแด าแดสสษชแด แด แดษด สแดแด แด. ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ต๐ฟ๐ฎ-heiress to India's most powerful empire-was raised with silk, scripture, and the shadows of Partition. Torn between her Hindu-Christian roots and political legacy, she's the face of diplomacy... and the heart of rebellion. ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ป ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป-Pakistan's most elusive tycoon and former intelligence officer-was trained to fight for his country, not fall in love with its greatest rival. When a chance meeting turns into secret letters, stolen glances, and undeniable desire, Ira and Zavian are forced to choose between duty and each other. But with war looming, family legacies unraveling, and borders becoming battlelines-can love survive the weight of history? This is not just a romance. This is resistance. This is ๐๐๐๐๐๐.
๐๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐ป ๐ ๐ฎ๐น๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ต๐๐ฎ Aryan's cold response shattered me: "Fine. If you're leaving, just sign these divorce papers." "My love and years together don't amount to this!" as i cries, my voice steady despite the pain. "I'm Ananya Aryan Malhotra-until today. I won't step foot in this house again unless I'm forced." ๐ฅ๐ผ๐ต๐ฎ๐ป ๐ ๐ฎ๐น๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ต๐๐ฎ Rohan looked worried. "Priya, are you okay?" But the voice grew louder. "Tumhe meri madad karni hogi, Priya." In desperation, I yanked my necklace away. "Uski awaaz... mujhe usse door karna hai!" ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ ๐ฎ๐น๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ ๐๐๐ต๐ถ๐๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐บ๐ฎ I felt my world collapse. "Three years, Karan... Was it all just empty?" Karan looked away. "I'm done, Ishita." A tear slipped down my cheek. "Agar tumhe chod kar jaana hai, toh shayad tumne kabhi mujhse pyaar kiya hi nahi." In that moment, I realized the pain of love turned cold. ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ต๐ฎ๐ป ๐ ๐ฎ๐น๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ก๐ฒ๐ต๐ฎ ๐๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ผ๐ฟ Rehan's voice was gentle as he stroked my hair. "Neha, you need to rest. I'm here." Through my fevered haze, I smiled. "Am I going to die?." Rehan, worried, reassures me"Don't even say like that. Just rest." My voice trembles, "But... what if I don't get better?" Rehan, holding my hand tightly, says, "I'm here with you. Just focus on getting well." Tropes Arranged Marriage Enemies to Lovers Opposites Attract Family Drama Secret Relationship Secret Admirer Will Aryan and Ananya heal their fractured love? What voices haunt Priya's mind? Can Karan and Ishita reconcile their bitter past? And how will Rehan support Neha through her illness? Discover the mysteries and struggles in "Entwined Alliances," a tale of love, betrayal, and redemption!!
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