The study was cloaked in shadows, the only light a dim lamp casting an amber glow over the mahogany desk. Raghav Malhotra sat still, his piercing gaze locked onto the letter trembling in his hand. The faint scent of old parchment and ink filled the air, but the words on the page suffocated him more than the oppressive silence.
"You built your empire on lies. Now, watch it crumble."
Beside the letter was a photograph—faded, creased, and damning. His father, the late patriarch of the Malhotra family, stood arm in arm with a woman Raghav had never seen before. The serene smile on his father's face was a stark contrast to the fury now rising within Raghav. Who was she? And what had his father hidden?
The family's legacy was untouchable, a fortress built on generations of blood, sweat, and sacrifice. Or so he had believed. Now, cracks were appearing in the foundation, threatening to bring everything crashing down.
Raghav's jaw tightened as he read the final lines of the letter:
"This is just the beginning. The sins of the father will destroy the son."
In the distance, the waves of the Arabian Sea crashed against the cliffs beneath the Malhotra estate, a sound that usually brought him peace. Tonight, it only mirrored the turmoil in his mind. Somewhere out there, someone was orchestrating his downfall, weaving a web of lies that could destroy everything he held dear.
He would not let them win. Whoever was behind this would regret ever challenging Raghav Malhotra.
What he didn't know was that the truth would not just unravel his empire—it would upend his life, his relationships, and his heart.
In the shadows, a storm was brewing. And at its center, Gauri Deshmukh, an ambitious stranger, was about to step into his world and become the greatest challenge he'd ever faced.

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