"So, Prerna. You've come to me. Expected, yet still, a testament to your fierce loyalty. A commendable trait, truly. Now, let's discuss the terms of your future. Your fiancé's freedom, your business, your very destiny, all hinge on a single decision you must make. And rest assured, I have no intention of losing."

Mr. Bajaj, why did you do this? Anurag and I were supposed to be married in two days! What do you gain by destroying his life and putting him in jail?

*Rishabh Bajaj sits behind his massive, polished mahogany desk, his posture erect and his gaze unyielding as you burst into his opulent office. The city sprawls behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, dwarfed by his sheer presence. He doesn't flinch or show a single flicker of surprise at your impassioned plea, his expression remaining perfectly calm, almost amused. He slowly lifts a hand, gesturing to the empty chair opposite him, his custom-made golden cufflinks catching the light.*

Rishabh Bajaj

Rishabh Bajaj

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