Avyansh’s POV
“What did I tell you?” I growled, my voice cutting through the quiet of the office like a blade. My secretary flinched, his shoulders tense as he stood before me, visibly shaken.
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Chapter 47
His Shayari,Her Sparks
🖊💫 His Shayari, Her Sparks She's a no-filter, caffeine-fueled almost-engineer. He's a mischievous poet with a storm behind his words. Sarcasm meets poetry, chaos meets charm-but behind the banter, both hide unspoken scars. Will love give their secrets a voice, or will silence keep them apart? A tale of wit, wounds, and the poetry of love.
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