Mask Of Love

Roshni's voice trembled as she asked, "Are you alright?" Ayan winced, "I'm fine." Just then, the police arrived, apprehending Rocky. As they led him away, Rocky snarled, "I'll see you, Ayan." Ayan retorted, "First, enjoy your jail cell."

Roshni's concern turned to Ayan's bleeding wound. "We should go to the hospital." Ayan brushed it off, "I'm fine. Why did you agree to this blind date?" Roshni's eyes locked onto his, "I didn't choose to come. My mother wants me to marry soon. But I love you, Ayan. Will you marry me?"

Ayan's shock was palpable, but before he could respond, Roshni's phone rang. Her mother lay unconscious in MedCity Hospital, critical condition. Tears streamed down Roshni's face as she rushed to the hospital, Ayan following closely behind.

In the hospital, Roshni demanded answers from the doctor. "Your mother has cancer, last stage. Two weeks at most." Ayan's eyes widened, absorbing the devastating news.

Roshni's mother called her to her bedside, "Don't cry, nothing's happened to me. Everyone has their time, and mine has come. I want to see you married before I die. Fulfill my wish." Roshni vowed, "Mom, your wish will come true."

Ayan slipped away, meeting Vivaan to reveal the turn of events. Vivaan cautioned, "Remember, it's all an act. Secure 90% of Anje Company's shares, then drop the charade." Ayan smiled, "I have a plan." He called Roshni, "Meet me at Far Style Hotel. I'm ready to marry you."

"Really?" Roshni asked, her voice laced with skepticism.

Ayan's eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint. "But I have one condition," he said, his voice low and husky.

Roshni's curiosity was piqued. "What is it?" she asked, her heart racing with anticipation.

Ayan's smile was enigmatic. "We will do a contract marriage," he said, his words sending a shiver down Roshni's spine.

Roshni's eyes widened in surprise, but she nodded nonetheless. "Ok," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ayan's eyes gleamed with triumph as he handed her the contract papers. But little did Roshni know, Ayan had secretly slipped a sedative into her drink, which made her dizzy and disoriented. As she signed the papers, her hand trembled, and her vision blurred.

Unbeknownst to Roshni, the papers she signed were not a contract marriage agreement but a transfer of shares of the Inje company to Ayan's name. As she slumped forward, unconscious, Ayan's smile grew wider.

When Roshni woke up in the hospital, her mind was foggy, but her determination was unwavering. "We can do the contract marriage now," she said, her voice firm.

Ayan's eyes sparkled with amusement. "But you didn't sign the papers, Roshni. You were unconscious before signing them," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Roshni's face fell, but she quickly regained her composure. "Ok, then sign it now," she said, her voice laced with a hint of desperation.

Ayan's smile was victorious as he handed her the contract papers once more. And this time, Roshni signed them without hesitation, binding herself to Ayan in a contract marriage that would change her life forever.

As Roshni signed the contract papers, a mix of emotions swirled within her. Ayan, with a hint of satisfaction, bid her farewell, leaving her at her doorstep. Vivan, who had been watching from the sidelines, approached Ayan.

"Congratulations, Ayan! You've finally got what you wanted," Vivan said, a hint of sarcasm lacing his voice.

Ayan's expression turned somber. "I don't know, Vivan. Something doesn't feel right. Is all this really necessary?"

Vivan's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you kidding me, Ayan? You've worked tirelessly for this. If you back out now, everything will fall apart. Have you developed feelings for Roshni?"

Ayan's face contorted in disgust. "Impossible! I've done too much acting to let emotions get in the way. This is business, Vivan. Nothing more."

Meanwhile, Roshni shared the news with her friend Harleen. "I'm meeting Ayan today, and we've planned to get married."

Harleen's eyes sparkled with surprise. "You sneaky thing! You never told me about this. Don't you think things are moving too fast?"

Roshni brushed off her concerns. "Nothing will happen. I'll call Ayan to confirm our plans."

As Roshni dialed Ayan's number, the phone rang, but Ayan refused to answer. "I've got what I wanted," he thought to himself. "Why bother with her now?"

Roshni's voice echoed through the phone, "Mahir, why aren't you answering my calls?"

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