Stuck With You This Christmas”(Holiday Romance + Emotional + Addictive)

The rain had started without warning—sharp, cold drops striking the ground like broken glass. Vidha stood at the gate of the mansion, her dupatta soaked, her fingers trembling. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life… Instead, it became the night she lost everything. Inside the brightly lit hall, she could hear laughter, clinking glasses, and music. His laughter. Aarav’s laughter. Her fiancé. The man she trusted more than her own heartbeat. Vidha wiped her face, unsure if it was rain or tears. She stepped inside, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Nobody looked at her—everyone was busy celebrating her own destruction. Her eyes searched for Aarav. She froze. There he was… Standing by the decorated stage, placing a ring on another girl’s hand. Khushi. Her cousin. Her sister-like best friend. The one who promised she would never betray her. The guests cheered. Someone shouted: “Aarav and Khushi! What a perfect couple!” Vidha felt the room spin. Her chest tightened. Her throat burned. Only **one question** echoed in her mind: **Why?** Aarav’s eyes finally met hers. For a second, guilt flashed in his gaze—then it vanished. He walked towards her slowly, confidently, as if he had done nothing wrong. “Vidha,” he said calmly. “I think you should stop imagining things. You and I… we were never serious.” Never serious? After promising her a future? After making her believe she was his forever? Her voice cracked. “Then why did you propose to me?” Aarav smirked. “Because you were convenient. But Khushi… she is the one I want to build a life with.” Khushi stepped closer, holding Aarav’s arm. “Sorry, Vidha… I didn’t want to hurt you. But love just happens.” Love? No. This was betrayal—pure, poisonous betrayal. Her heart shattered, piece by piece, but she didn’t let them see her break. Not here. Not tonight. Before she could respond, Aarav’s mother approached her. Her voice was sharp, cold. “Vidha, you should leave. This wedding is not your place.” Vidha felt her world turn dark. Her home… Her love… Her family… Everyone she trusted had pushed her out in a single night. She turned and walked away, the rain swallowing her whole. But something had changed inside her. Her love had died. Her innocence had died. But a new fire was born— A silent vow rising from the ruins of her broken heart. **“One day… you will regret this.”** --- ### **Two Years Later** The airport lights reflected on the polished floors as a luxury car stopped at the entrance. Bodyguards rushed to open the door. A woman stepped out— Tall. Elegant. Powerful. Her heels clicked with silent authority. Her name was on every business magazine. Every investor wanted to work with her. **Vidha Arora. CEO of Arora International. A billionaire. A mystery. A storm wrapped in silk.** Her eyes—once soft and full of dreams—were now sharp, unreadable, dangerous. She returned not as the girl they broke… But as the woman they could never defeat. Her assistant walked beside her. “Ma’am, the project deal in your hometown is ready. You’re expected there tomorrow.” Vidha paused. A slow, cold smile appeared on her lips. “Perfect,” she said. “It’s time… to go back.” Time to face the people who ruined her. Time to reclaim everything they stole. Time to burn every lie they built. **She is back. Rich. Ruthless. Unforgettable.** And this time— **she will be the one writing the end of the story.** ---