Chapter One: The Return of the Hunter
The rain hadn’t stopped for hours. It poured relentlessly over the city, washing away the dust, but not the past. Nothing could wash away her from his memory — not time, not pain, not even hate.
Aaryan Roy stood by the massive glass window of his penthouse, staring out into the storm. Dressed in black, his eyes were colder than the glass that separated him from the world. Everything he had built — power, money, fear — had one purpose.
To find her.
And make her pay.
Three years ago, she vanished after tearing his world apart. She left with lies on her lips and betrayal in her eyes. Since then, every breath he took had been a silent promise: "I’ll find you, Rhea... and I’ll ruin you."
Tonight, that promise was about to be fulfilled.Aaryan sir, his assistant said cautiously, entering the room, She’s back. She arrived in Mumbai this morning. Alone.Aaryan’s jaw tightened. His grip on the glass of whiskey in his hand grew firm. Where is she staying? His voice was calm, but it carried the weight of a storm. The old Shahvilla… the one she used to go to with her mother. Of course. Nostalgia. Sentiment. That’s exactly how she was — delicate, emotional, weak At least, she used to be. He turned, his face unreadable.
Arrange everything. I want to see her. Tonight.Meanwhile, at the edge of the city, Rhea Kapoor stood in front of the rusted gate of Shahvilla. The house looked abandoned, forgotten — much like her old life. But Rhea was no longer the naive girl who believed in fairy tales. She had scars now — deep ones — and not all of them were visible.She had returned for one reason: to face her past.She didn’t know he would come for her so soon.She didn’t know the hunt had already begun.But deep inside her, she could feel it — the shift in the air, the pull of a presence she couldn’t escape. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears as she whispered into the darkness:
“If you're coming for me, Aaryan… I won’t run this time.”
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