chapter 54

YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART!Chapter 54 :As the days flew by, Aadhya, along with Akhil, Tanuja, and the rest of the team, worked tirelessly to design dresses tailored to Laila’s measurements. Though Laila took every opportunity to belittle her whenever they were alone, Aadhya chose to ignore her, keeping her focus solely on the work. She poured all her effort into the designs, determined to win the competition and make Nandu proud.Laila, however, grew increasingly frustrated. No matter how hard she tried to provoke Aadhya, the woman remained unfazed, refusing to react. That indifference only fueled Laila’s anger further, making her desperate to humiliate her.One day, while they were alone in the fitting room, making final adjustments to the costume, Laila seized the moment to unleash her hostility.“You must be feeling so thrilled and ecstatic, stepping into Nandu’s life and basking in his status, his fame, and his influence in society”, Laila snapped, her voice dripping with venom. She folded her arms, her gaze sharp and condescending.“But have you ever thought, do you even deserve him? Do you have the slightest idea of the significance he holds in the fashion world? His designs are recognized globally, his businesses in multiple industries are skyrocketing, proving his talent and power across the world”.Laila stepped closer, her lips curling into a cruel smirk. “And you? What are you? A nobody. A low-class girl with no wealth, no status, no significance. Don’t you feel ashamed to stain his life with your ugly presence?”, she taunted, her words laced with pure malice.Raising her head, Aadhya met Laila’s piercing gaze, the hostility in her eyes unmistakable. Laila’s words stung, slicing through her heart like a blade. For a moment, Aadhya struggled to find the right words to respond, but then, with quiet resolve, she straightened her posture and held Laila’s gaze with unwavering intensity.“I may not match his status, his wealth, or his influence”, Aadhya said, her voice calm but firm. “But I am the one who won his heart. I am the one he chose to share his life with. The one who made him abandon his so-called playboy past and commit to a single woman. One he cherishes beyond anything”.She took a step closer, her expression turning steely. “So don’t try to invade our lives, Laila. You don’t belong there”, she snapped, her voice cold, steady, and unwavering.Gritting her teeth at Aadhya’s audacity, Laila leaned in closer, her eyes burning with resentment. With a wicked smirk, she challenged,“Do you really think Nandu will stay with you forever? Once he’s had his fill, once the excitement fades, he’ll move on, searching for another sweet nectar to indulge in”.She scoffed, her voice dripping with venom. “Don’t fool yourself with the attention he’s showering on you now. It won’t last”.Raising her hand to slap Laila across the face, Aadhya halted mid-air. Taking a deep breath, she lowered her hand, her fingers curling into a fist as she spoke with unwavering resolve.“Don’t mistake my silence for weakness”, she warned, her voice laced with fury. “And never speak ill of Krish again. The only reason I’m holding back is out of respect for his decision to keep you as a model in this competition. Otherwise, you’d be seeing stars by now”.Before Laila could respond, Aadhya lifted her hand, stopping her in her tracks. With a cold, confident gaze, she continued,“Even after years of working with him, you couldn’t win his heart. But without chasing, without seducing, I made him fall head over heels for me”. She let her words sink in before delivering the final blow.“You never had a chance, Laila. And you never will. It’s an unfulfilled dream—one that will remain just that. Remember that”.With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Laila seething in silence.-  *KRISH*