Chapter : 24

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Dhiraj Khurana’s once-lavish world had begun to unravel at an alarming pace. The empire he had built, brick by brick, through cunning deals and ruthless decisions, was now collapsing around him like a house of cards. And at the center of this chaos was Ananya—cold, calculating, and merciless.

As the days passed, Dhiraj watched helplessly as his company was torn apart by scandal after scandal. The stock prices plummeted, investors pulled out, and loyal employees began to jump ship, fearing the inevitable downfall. Rumors swirled through the media about his involvement in illegal activities, his daughter’s disgrace, and the sudden shift in power within Sharma Industries. The very name "Khurana" had become synonymous with disgrace, and there was nothing he could do to stop the bleeding.

In his desperation, Dhiraj tried to salvage what little remained. He called in favors, reached out to old allies, and even tried to bribe officials to bury the evidence against Shivya. But every move he made seemed to backfire, as if an invisible hand was guiding his every step toward ruin.

And that hand was Ananya’s.

She had become a ghostly presence in his life—a constant reminder of the power she wielded and the destruction she could cause. Every time he tried to make a move, she was already there, blocking him at every turn. It was as if she could anticipate his every thought, his every action. No matter what he did, she was always ten steps ahead.

It wasn’t long before Dhiraj’s desperation turned to fear. The life he had known—the power, the respect, the wealth—was slipping away from him, and there was no one left to turn to. His friends had abandoned him, his business associates had distanced themselves, and even his own daughter was spiraling into despair.

The final blow came one evening when Dhiraj received a notice from the authorities. He was to be investigated for a litany of crimes, including embezzlement, fraud, and money laundering. The evidence against him was overwhelming, and the trial would almost certainly end with a conviction.

It was at that moment Dhiraj realized there was only one person who could save him—Ananya. But to go to her, to beg for mercy from the very woman he had wronged, was a humiliation beyond anything he had ever known.

Yet, he had no choice.

With trembling hands, he made his way to Ananya’s office, the very place where he had once tried to undermine her. The irony was not lost on him. As he approached the towering building, the city seemed to close in around him, suffocating him with its indifference.

He was a man who had lost everything, reduced to a mere shell of who he once was.

When he arrived at her office, he was greeted by Dev, who looked at him with a mixture of pity and disdain. Without a word, Dev led him to Ananya’s office, where she sat behind her desk, her expression as cold and unreadable as ever.

“Ananya,” Dhiraj began, his voice breaking as he spoke. He had planned to come in with some semblance of dignity, but the sight of her—the calm power she radiated—shattered his resolve. “Please… I’m begging you. You have to stop this.”

Ananya looked at him with those piercing eyes, eyes that had seen through all his lies and schemes. She didn’t say a word, didn’t move an inch, just watched him as he crumbled before her.

“I’ll do anything,” Dhiraj continued, falling to his knees in front of her desk. “Please, Ananya, I’m begging you… for my daughter’s sake… for my family… just stop. I can’t… I can’t take this anymore.”

The room was silent, save for the sound of Dhiraj’s ragged breathing. Ananya finally stood up and walked around her desk, her heels clicking ominously against the floor. She looked down at him, her expression still unreadable.

“You think you can come here, beg for forgiveness, and all your sins will be washed away?” Ananya’s voice was icy, devoid of any emotion. “You think I would forget what you’ve done? The lives you’ve ruined, the pain you’ve caused? You took everything from me, Khurana. Everything.”

Dhiraj’s heart pounded in his chest as he looked up at her. “Ananya, I know I’ve done terrible things, but I—”

“Terrible things?” Ananya cut him off, her voice rising just slightly, a flicker of anger crossing her face. “You’ve destroyed families, stolen futures, and corrupted everything you touched. And now, you expect mercy? From me?”

Dhiraj could feel the weight of her words crushing him. He wanted to scream, to fight back, but he knew it was futile. He had lost, and Ananya was the one holding all the cards.

“Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Please, just spare my daughter. She… she doesn’t deserve this.”

Ananya stared at him for a long moment, then turned away, looking out the window at the city below. “Your daughter,” she said softly, almost to herself. “The sins of the father are visited upon the children, aren’t they?”

Dhiraj felt a pang of fear at her words, but before he could say anything, she turned back to him, her expression hardening.

“I’ll spare her,” Ananya said finally, her voice cold and unfeeling. “But you? You’re going to pay for everything you’ve done. Every single crime, every lie, every betrayal. You will pay.”

Dhiraj’s heart sank as the full weight of her words hit him. She wasn’t going to show him any mercy. There would be no deal, no forgiveness. His fate was sealed.

“You’ll go to jail, Khurana,” Ananya continued, her tone like a judge pronouncing a sentence. “For a very, very long time. And by the time you get out—if you ever do—you’ll have nothing left. No money, no power, no family. Nothing.”

Dhiraj felt the world collapse around him. The walls seemed to close in, and his vision blurred as the reality of his situation sunk in. He had been outplayed, outmaneuvered, and utterly destroyed by the very woman he had tried to bring down.

“You and that man took everything from me,” Ananya said quietly, her voice now calm, almost serene. “But you forgot one thing—I’m always in control. And now, I’m going to take everything from you both. Consider this… a small trailer of what’s to come.”

She walked back to her desk, picking up a pen and glancing at some documents as if Dhiraj was no longer worth her attention. He remained on the floor, unable to move, unable to think. The magnitude of his defeat was too much to bear.

“Dev will show you out,” Ananya said dismissively, not even looking up as Dev stepped into the room.

Dhiraj looked up at her one last time, his eyes filled with despair. “Ananya… please…” he begged, his voice weak and broken.

But Ananya didn’t respond. She simply continued with her work, as if he was already gone.

Dev took Dhiraj by the arm and helped him to his feet. “Let’s go,” Dev said, his tone firm but not unkind.

As Dev led him out of the office, Dhiraj’s mind was in a fog. Everything was over. His life, his empire, his legacy—it was all gone. And Ananya had been the one to take it from him.

The last thought that passed through his mind as he was escorted out of the building was the image of his daughter, Shivya, her future destroyed because of his greed and ambition. He had tried to take everything from Ananya, and now, he was the one left with nothing.

In the end, Ananya had proven to be the most dangerous woman he had ever crossed. And now, she would get her revenge—swiftly, decisively, and without mercy.

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