A young woman named Avini Mehra was sitting in the back seat of a speeding car. She was breathtakingly beautiful—fair skin, doe-like eyes, and rose-petal lips.
Her long, waist-length black hairbcascaded down gracefully, and the small vermilion mark (sindoor) on her forehead, along with the sacred wedding necklace (mangalsutra), indicated her marital status.
But today, her beauty was overshadowed by fear and anxiety. Sweat trickled down her forehead as she kept checking her phone for the time, urging the driver to go faster.
"Madam, don't worry. You'll reach home soon," the driver assured her.
After a while, the car stopped in front of a grand mansion.
Avini quickly paid the driver and rushed inside.
As she approached the door, she heard the sound of laughter coming from the living room.
Entering, she saw two women—her stepmother, Neeta Mehra, and stepsister, Sarubi Mehra—chatting while enjoying snacks.
Both women were the embodiment of greed and arrogance
Seeing them so relaxed, Avini frowned and asked, "Mom, weren't you sick? Why didn't you go to the hospital?"
Neeta Mehra smiled falsely.
"Oh, Avini, I'm feeling much better now. No need to waste money on unnecessary hospital visits!"
Sarubi chimed in, "Yes, Avini, Mom is perfectly fine now."
Avini narrowed her eyes but nodded. "Alright, if you say so."
Neeta suddenly spoke up. "Avini, dear, I need you to sign some important documents for the company. Your father is out of town, so I wouldn't have asked you otherwise."
Avini, trusting her, signed the papers without reading them.
As soon as she handed them over, she felt an eerie presence behind her.
Just as she was about to turn around—BAM!
A heavy object struck her head.
Dazed, she turned and saw Sarubi standing there, holding the broken remains of a flower vase.
Her vision blurred, and blood trickled down her forehead.
With great difficulty, she managed to whisper, "Why...?"
Sarubi smirked. "I've always hated you, Avini. You stole everything that belonged to me—our father's love, the family fortune, and even the man I love!"
Neeta scoffed. "You and your mother were nothing but a burden on this world."
Avini's lips curled into a weak yet determined smile.
"I will come back... and take my revenge."
With those final words, her vision went dark.
She dead with this her words completely disappeared.
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Meanwhile, in Arjun Rajput's Office
A nervous young man knocked on the cabin door.
A deep, commanding voice*responded, "Come in."
The assistant, Rishi, stepped inside. He saw Arjun Rajput sitting at his desk, focused on his work.
Arjun was the epitome of power and dominance—his sharp blue eyes, jet-black hair, and a perfectly tailored black suit made him look like a Greek god.
Rishi swallowed his nerves. "Good morning, sir. Your schedule for today includes a business meeting at 12:00 PM with Roy Corporation's CEO."
Arjun nodded. "Alright, let's go."
After the meeting, Arjun returned to his office, exhausted.
Leaning back in his chair, he closed his eyes.
And the moment he did—
A beautiful, smiling face appeared in his mind.
Avini.
His breath hitched.
The moment he opened his eyes, her face vanished.
A deep frown settled on his face.
Just then, a knock interrupted his thoughts.
"Sir, it's time for your next meeting."
Arjun exhaled sharply. "Alright, let's go."
He walked out, got into his car, and drove off—unaware that Avini's story had only just begun.
---Inside the car, there was complete silence. Arjun wasn't someone who liked talking much—he was always focused on his work.
A While Later…
The car stopped, and Rishi quickly got out. Looking towards Arjun's window, he said, "Good afternoon, sir."
In his usual cold voice, Arjun replied, "Hmm."
The driver then started the car and drove away while Rishi stood there, watching. Making funny faces, he muttered under his breath, "Khadoos" (grumpy).
Shaking his head, Rishi entered his apartment, went straight to his room, freshened up, and collapsed on his bed.
Meanwhile…
Arjun also arrived home. As soon as his car entered the grand bungalow, the servants hurriedly rushed to open the door and bowed their heads in respect.
Arjun stepped out without sparing them a glance and walked directly inside.
Inside the Mansion…
The moment Arjun entered, all the servants greeted him with a bow.
Without acknowledging them much, he simply nodded and headed straight to his room.
As he stepped inside, he froze.
His usually calm and composed expression was replaced with pure shock.
There, lying on his bed… was Avini.
Arjun stood rooted to his spot, completely stunned.
He couldn't believe it.
His wife, Avini—the woman who barely even looked at him, who always ignored him—was here, in his room, sleeping on his bed.
For a moment, it felt unreal.
Arjun's sharp eyes softened as he continued staring at her, as if trying to convince himself that it was indeed his Avini and no one else.
Meanwhile, on the Other Side…
Saurabhi and Neeta (Avini's stepmother and stepsister) were plotting something.
Saurabhi, with a scowl, turned to Neeta. "Mom, do something! That Avini is still living with MY Arjun!"
Neeta smirked. "Don't worry, dear. I'll take care of her soon. No need to stress."
Saurabhi rolled her eyes. "You've been saying this for ages! I'm tired of waiting. Either you do something, or I will."
Neeta sighed and patted her daughter's hand. "There's no need for you to get your hands dirty. I already have a perfect plan to teach Avini a lesson."
Saurabhi's lips curled into a devilish smile. "Tell me the plan, Mom! What are we waiting for?"
Neeta leaned in and whispered her wicked scheme.
As Saurabhi listened, her smile widened, turning more sinister.
Both mother and daughter shared a look—their evil intentions were clear.
Back in Arjun's Room…
Arjun continued to stare at Avini.
For a long time, he just sat there, watching her peaceful face.
After a while, he finally snapped out of his daze and walked towards his wardrobe. Picking up his nightwear, he went inside the bathroom.
A Few Moments Later…
Arjun stepped out, now dressed in a comfortable T-shirt and track pants.
Even in such casual attire, he looked dangerously handsome.
He walked towards the bed and sat on the edge, his gaze fixed on Avini.
In her sleep, she was slightly frowning, tossing and turning restlessly.
Seeing this, Arjun instinctively reached out and pulled her into a gentle hug.
Slowly, he patted her back, trying to calm her down.
As if sensing his warmth, Avini's body relaxed, and she snuggled closer to him.
Arjun gazed at her with an unknown emotion in his eyes.
Leaning in, he gently placed a kiss on her forehead.
Wrapping his arms around her, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Meanwhile…
At another location, Saurabhi and Neeta arrived at a high-end restaurant.
The two women took a seat, waiting for someone.
A few moments later, a mysterious man joined them at the table.
For the next few minutes, all three of them spoke in hushed voices, deep in discussion.
A waiter arrived, serving their food, and then quietly left.
After finishing their meal, the man stood up and left.
Shortly after, Neeta and Saurabhi also exited the restaurant—both wearing smug expressions.
What are Saurabhi and Neeta planning? Will Avini be able to escape their trap?
To be continued…
[important notice Translation with the help of Chatgpt ]