FORGOTTEN PROMISESE - The Enemy in the Shadows

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Late at night, inside a luxurious penthouse—

A man watched Arjun’s interview on television.

His expression darkened with hatred.

Vikram Sinha.

Owner of rival corporation Sinha Consortium.

And the man who wanted Arjun destroyed.

A second man entered the room nervously.

“Sir, our insider confirmed Mrs. Mehra still has memory loss.”

Vikram smirked slowly.

“Perfect.”

He poured himself a drink.

“Arjun Mehra built his empire carefully. He protects his company like a machine.”

His smile turned colder.

“But every machine has one weak point.”

He looked at Meera’s photograph on the table.

“His wife.”

A Dangerous Plan

Meanwhile, Meera sat alone in the mansion library.

She couldn’t sleep.

Fragments of emotions haunted her.

Loneliness. Confusion. Sadness.

Suddenly—

The lights went out.

Everything became dark.

Meera froze.

“Hello?”

No response.

Then—

A noise upstairs.

Her breathing quickened.

“Arjun?”

Still nothing.

She slowly moved toward the stairs.

Another sound.

Closer this time.

Fear crawled up her spine.

Just as she turned—

A shadow appeared behind her.

Meera gasped.

But before she could scream—

Strong hands pulled her back.

“It’s me.”

Arjun.

The lights came back instantly.

Meera’s heart pounded violently.

Arjun looked around sharply.

“The backup generator failed,” he muttered.

But his instincts screamed otherwise.

Something felt wrong.

Very wrong.

The First Crack in the Wall

Meera realized she was still holding onto his shirt tightly.

Very tightly.

Their eyes met.

For a second…

Neither moved.

Arjun spoke softly.

“You’re safe.”

Safe.

No one had made her feel that way since waking up.

She slowly let go of him.

But her heartbeat refused to calm down.

And Arjun noticed.66Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGyak2YWb0o

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