Secrets

Roshni Khan, the enigmatic CEO of Inje Company, stood tall at 28, her beauty and intelligence a potent combination. But beneath her poised exterior lay a secret: she suffered from Hemophilia, a disease that made even the slightest scratch a ticking time bomb. The memories of the fateful car accident eight years ago, which claimed her best friend Jasmine's life, still lingered, a constant reminder of her fragile existence.

Ayan Ob Roy, the suave CEO of L.H Star Company, had a singular focus - to annihilate Inje Company. The two corporations had been sworn enemies since inception, their rivalry fueled by Ayan's unyielding ambition.

Rayan, a mutual friend and Chairman of Rayan Group of Industries, hosted a grand party, inviting both Roshni and Ayan. The evening unfolded like a perfectly choreographed dance, with Ayan arriving in a sleek black suit, turning heads with his chiseled features. Roshni, resplendent in a crimson frock, her lips painted red, commanded attention as she congratulated Rayan.

As dinner commenced, Roshni's phone rang, and she excused herself. In the chaos, a servant collided with her, shattering glasses. Ayan rushed to her side as she fell, catching her before she hit the ground. Unconscious, Roshni was whisked away to the hospital, where the doctor's diagnosis brought relief - no scratches, just exhaustion.

As Roshni awakened, Harleen's concerned face greeted her. "Who brought me here?" Roshni asked, her mind foggy. Harleen's response only deepened the mystery. The doctor's words, "just tiredness," reassured Roshni that her secret remained safe.

Upon her discharge, Roshni returned home, unaware of Ayan's true intentions. He had discovered her identity as Inje Company's CEO and concocted a plan to feign love, manipulating her into surrendering the company's shares. The stage was set for a high-stakes game of deception, with Roshni's heart and empire hanging precariously in the balance.

Ayan's curiosity about Roshni had been piqued, and he asked his friend to uncover more about her. His friend returned with intriguing information - Roshni was an avid horseback rider, visiting the stables every Sunday at precisely 6:30 pm, with a penchant for riding unique and exotic horses.

Determined to catch her eye, Ayan arrived at the stables on Sunday at 6:25 pm, leading a magnificent and rare horse. As the clock struck 6:30, Roshni Khan walked in, her gaze locking onto Ayan's horse. She was immediately drawn to its majestic appearance and approached Ayan.

"Is this horse yours?" Roshni asked, her voice laced with interest. Ayan nodded, and Roshni's eyes sparkled with desire. "I'll pay any price for it, just give it to me." Ayan's response was firm, "It's not for sale."

Roshni's smile turned persuasive. "You don't know what I like, I always get what I want, one way or another. Name your price." Ayan stood his ground, "No amount of money can change my mind, I've already decided not to sell."

Undeterred, Roshni proposed a challenge. "Let's race each other at our respective homes, the winner takes the horse. Are you afraid of losing?" Ayan's confidence was unwavering. "I'm not afraid of you, and this horse is already mine, so the race means nothing."

Ayan countered with a proposal of his own. "If I lose, the horse is yours, but if you lose, you must do as I say." Roshni's silence was palpable, and Ayan sensed a glimmer of doubt. "What's wrong? Are you afraid of losing?"

Roshni's smile returned, her voice steady. "I'm not afraid, and I agree to your terms. But I will definitely win." Ayan's eyes locked onto hers, a fierce determination burning within. "Let's see who wins, then."

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