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The private investigator nodded. “Sure, Mr. Varma.”

As soon as the private investigator left, Aryan got up from the chair and went to the window overlooking outside the Prism building.

Aryan knew Girish Shetty’s wife came from a well-to-do family. She had practically opened doors to Girish Shetty, who until then had been a struggling lawyer. According to the records, her death was an accidental fall from the stairs when she was nearly nine months pregnant.

According to the newspaper articles he briefly saw during the initial investigation, the woman left behind a grieving husband and daughter.

Aryan knew Tanvi loved her mother and missed her a lot. Her apartment was filled with memories of her mother. But what took him by surprise was that she didn’t seem to share the same bond with her father. As the only parent alive and with a shared loss of a loved one, he expected her to be closer to her father. The fact that she didn’t live with her father and barely communicated meant that Girish Shetty was a cold bastard even to his daughter.

Everything about Girish Shetty made his blood boil with anger and hatred. And yet, when it came to the man’s daughter, he couldn’t seem to find the middle ground.

Aryan knew he was supposed to hate his father’s murderer’s daughter. Each time he looked at her, he was supposed to recall his devastating loss and his mother’s inconsolable tears.

And yet, when he saw Tanvi Shetty, he saw something beyond a pawn to his revenge.

He had made the deal as a means to get closer to her. But he shouldn’t have touched her intimately. And now that he did, it was hard to stay away.

The problem wasn’t about giving in to their attraction. The problem was it felt beyond that.

On the night of the storm when he discovered that the demons that haunted him also haunted her, he felt connected to her in a way he had never been able to connect to another woman.

Instead of just being his father’s murderer’s daughter, he thought of her as the beautiful woman he had been instantly drawn to and slowly began obsessing over.

Kissing her, touching her and tasting her only made that obsession grow. Even though he vowed not to take her completely, her mere presence challenged his control.

No. This is only a part of the trap. Nothing more.

Tanvi Shetty is going to be like any other woman I’ve dated. Once the mission is accomplished, I’m going to forget her.

CHAPTER 23

Having an affair was exciting. And having a secret affair with her arrogant neighbor was exciting and exasperating.

Although they spent every free moment together, they pretended not to know each other well when others were nearby.

“Arjun. When are you inviting us over for dinner again?”

Tanvi was near the mail boxes when the group of college girls who lived downstairs surrounded Arjun once again. Although she was not looking towards him, she could hear the conversation.

“Are you still with that possessive girlfriend of yours, Arjun?”

He spoke to his ardent fans. “Yes, I’m still with her,” he replied in amusement.

“Why?”

“I like her fiery nature. And I have never met anyone like her.”

There were dreamy sighs.

“Aww. Your girlfriend is so lucky, Arjun.”

“Yes, she is very lucky,” the arrogant ass drawled. “She says that to me all the time.”

“Does she visit you here?”

“Yes. She enjoys my cooking and my... uh... company.”

There were several knowing giggles.

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