Author's point of view...! The gentle morning sunlight streamed into the spacious and luxurious bedroom through the window curtains. Clothes were scattered across the floor, and the air unconditionally carried the aftermath of intimacy. Any one who looked at the room might get the idea of what might have happened in that room. With a tightness in her heart and a heavy head, Sonia felt uncomfortable and struggled to breathe. She absentmindedly moved the obstacle from her chest away which was a man's strong muscular arm."Hmm..." Sonia sighed, shifting to another side with a terrible headache. It felt as if someone had hit on her head so hard with a brick. Slowly opening her eyes, she rolled them only to find those clothes scattered on the floor, around the room. Her eyes widened as she found the dress she was wearing yesterday was ripped and thrown on the floor too. She felt a sudden jerk in her heart, driving away all the dizziness from her mind. The sound of water dripping from

Author's point of view... When Mitali saw Arjun dancing with Sonia so intimately, her eyes reddened. They looked like one soul with two bodies which she couldn't digest at all. That wasn't just a dance, it was more than that. They were devouring each other in the name of dance. In the past, Mitali had made sure to ruin anyone who dared to step closer to Arjun no matter who that was but this time it wasn't any girl trying to get closer to him but Arjun was dragging a girl closer to himself. Those flashes tortured Mitali even when she got out of the hall. She didn't return to the Thakur Mansion but instead, she got back to Delhi the same night to her mansion, Sharma's mansion. She closed herself in her room, switching off all the lights. Crying her eyes out in that lonely darkness. It was not something that she did for the first time. Each time when Arjun pushes her away, she behaves as if her world has collapsed. But this time it was true, it did happen. Her world had collapsed.

Arjun's point of view... Standing in front of my dear grandfather, I wanted to piss him off as he disturbed something so important. So I deliberately talked so disrespectfully, he wanted the heir but he couldn't let me have a peaceful time with my wife. But those papers totally caught me off guard. The New Life Pharmaceutical Company was started by my father. The only thing he strived to make a success. His dream. Though Grandpa was against it, my father strived hard along with Mom to start that company. At that time there were rarely any companies or factories that made medicines for convenient prices. But my father wanted to start a company that could provide cures for those who couldn't afford those expensive medicines and he successfully did that. Despite being the lowest-margin company, it surprisingly bloomed very well attracting many other pharmaceutical companies worldwide to tie with it. And unfortunately, it was the same thing that my father was working on when he die

Sonia's point of view... "Huh, look she must feel ashamed to sit next to her masters" she sneered making it sound like I was a slave to them. That's it...! My fingers clenched making a fist, how dare she...! I am not a douchbag. I have had enough of her disgrace, now she will pay for everything. I stopped, turning around to give her an answer but my gaze fell on Neal instead. Both the little siblings were playing in the garden but Neal suddenly fell on the ground, struggling to breathe. Niki started crying loudly. Something was wrong with him. I rushed out immoderately. He grabbed his neck and turned red, unable to breathe I noticed that he wasn't breathing at all. I started checking up on him.He struggled hard to gasp as if it was some kind of difficulty, like shortness of breath or an asthma attack.Arjun came running behind me. "What..." he was puzzled, "Does he have a respiratory problem?" I asked Arjun who was panicked about seeing him struggling, he nodded after studyi

Sonia's point of view... After a bit of hesitation, I agreed to come down to meet Vikram's guruji (master). He told me that his guruji was treating Arjun's mother too and for that sake, he wanted to meet me. Despite being a cardiologist, Vikram was very interested in ancient medicine and I like his enthusiasm. It wasn't him alone, when I was with my father, I saw many efficient doctors requesting Dad to take them as his disciples. Though Dad wanted this art to be cherished more, he did not accept any disciples among them. It's not because he didn't want to, but because they wanted to learn it not to save people but for their own profit. Everything was business. My father was a man of medicine, he learned it from his father as a legacy and that passed down to me. Though he never took an official disciple other than me, he had many assistants whom he trained to save people. Like how every shining thing attracts insects, gradually he became a target of many renowned doctors in Chi