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Prologue

The first time Myra Sinha met Arjun Khanna, she knew he was going to be a problem.

It wasn’t just the way he strolled into the classroom late on his first day, completely unfazed by the teacher’s glare. Or the way he leaned back in his chair, hands in his pockets, like he owned the place. It was the smirkβ€”the lazy, confident tilt of his lips that made it clear he thrived on pushing limits.

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