Veer opened a small blue velvet box and retrieved a solitaire diamond ring from it. His lips curled up with a charming smile as he stared at the ring.
Knock-Knock…
“Come in.” He shoved the box into the drawer after putting the ring back in. He lifted his eyes to the door and saw his assistant enter with a gloomy face.
"What is it, Amit?" he asked, frowning slightly and leaning over the chair.
“Take a look at it.” Amit handed him a file he had brought with him.
Veer took the file and started going over it. With each page he turned, his face grew darker. His jaws clenched and unclenched as he squeezed the file.
“I will kill you if this report is fake.” He threw Amit a murderous glare.
“It’s not,” Amit asserted. "This information is correct. I didn’t believe it in the beginning. So, I went through again.”
Veer slammed the file shut, his face reddened with rage. His chest swelled and sank fast. A few moments later, he commanded fiercely, “Send her here.”
Amit nodded and left in a hurry.
Several minutes later…
Veer pressed a woman against the wall, squeezing her neck. The woman moved her head left and right, tears rolling down her cheeks. She slapped his hand that gripped her neck. Her face turned red while she struggled for air.
"Why?" Veer snarled, his face twisted up. “What were you thinking when you did that? I trusted you. I adored you. And you chose to deceive me. Just why?”
Fresh tears welled up in her eyes. “I can explain. Listen to me, please.” Her voice was barely audible.
“Do you think I will trust you?” Veer sneered. He wrinkled his nose and showed her the file. “I have evidence against you. Your emails, phone records, and also your photographs with Dhiraj. How are you going to explain this to me?”
“Veer…”
“Shut up…” he roared and shoved her down.
She hit her forehead on the rim of the central glass table when she fell to the ground. She winced and touched her aching brow. Blood slowly dripped down from the wound. Her hand trembled as she stared at her red-streaked fingertips.
“Don’t take my name with your dirty mouth,” Veer continued to despise. "You have been lying to me all these days. Your motive was clear... to destroy my family and me. I was a fucking idiot. I trusted you blindly, I fell in love with you."
He turned around, running his fingers through his hair. He was furious. The thought of her working for Dhiraj made him cringe. That criminal who got away from the police had always intended to destroy him. And he walked right into his trap.
All Veer wanted to do was to kill her then and there. He clenched his fists and said slowly, "You achieved it anyway. You ultimately ruined me. Thank goodness I discovered your intention before you harmed my family.”
Veer let out a sigh and looked at the framed photo of his father on the wall. He became utterly quiet. Since his girlfriend was relaying classified information to his rivals, the company was running at a loss lately. Without the financial assistance of his brother, the company would have incurred enormous losses.
His grandfather founded this company. Then his father and brother led the venture to the pinnacle of success. ‘Exotic’ became a brand in the hotel business throughout India when his brother, Atharv, was CEO of the company. Since Atharv entrusted him with the company's responsibilities and went back to Canada, Veer has had a difficult time managing everything. And now because of his girlfriend the company was facing problems.
Veer blamed himself for everything.
The silence inside the office was oppressive. After a long time, he finally said, “Just say that you didn’t do it. Someone set you up." He held her arm and pulled her up. He stared into her limpid brown eyes, “Say the word. I will believe you.”
She was deafeningly quiet. Veer gave her time to respond. He waited for her to say something. He didn’t hear back, though. She did nothing but cry.
Veer finally ran out of his patience. He snarled and shook her violently, “Answer me.”
“Yes, I did it,” she yelled, her eyes shut tight. “Everything you learned about me was true.” She looked up at him with her tear-filled eyes.
Veer squeezed her arms, casting a death stare at her. She pursed her lips and closed her eyes again to endure the pain.
"I was about to propose you. But you broke my heart,” Veer hissed. After a moment of pause, he added, “Tell me that your love for me was not fake.” His voice died in the end.
She did nothing but stare at him. It was as if she had lost her voice.
Veer’s expression darkened when he didn’t get a response from her. He yelled as he turned around, “Get out. Never let me see your face. Or else, I will kill you.”
She ran out, covering her mouth.
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Veer Ahuja was a thirty-two-year-old businessman. Even though he was the heartthrob of a plethora of women, he was not lucky enough in terms of love. He loved someone more than himself. When he eventually decided to propose to her, he discovered that she had been stabbing him in the back. Her sole purpose was to ruin his business, tarnish the Ahuja family's image, and destroy him.
Veer swore he would never fall in love again after his heartbreak. However, he ended up marrying a woman of his mother’s choice.
As he tried to move on with his wife, he ran across his ex. This time, he discovered the truth about why she had broken his heart back then. His enemy had blackmailed her and forced her into doing so. Not only that, but he also found out that she had given birth to his daughter, who was suffering from a fatal illness.
Veer was in a dilemma. He never wanted to cheat on his innocent wife, but the attraction towards his ex was undeniable. She wanted to leave after her daughter’s treatment was over, but Veer was not ready to let her go. When his attraction towards her increased, his married life was threatened.
Could Veer maintain his loyalty to his wife? Or would he yield to his desire?
To find this out, read the book ‘Entangled Between Wife & Ex’.
A/N: This book is a work of Fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents narrated in this book are imaginary. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead, locals or events is entirely coincidental. Thank you to all who are reading this book.
