"Get up from my bed!" Raunak roared. Drishti flinched with his sudden action. She looked at him questioningly. He forced her to get up and threw her out of the room and kicked with force.

" You filthy gold digger, you wanted to be Mrs sen? Your dreams won't come true." He snorted coldly.

Drishti tightened her jaw to control her screaming. She cried silently. She somehow managed to lean on the closed door with her hands hugging her knees. She wiped her tears and said faintly, " I will never be Mrs sen? Huh! As if I care."

Seriously she doesn't give a damn about being someone's wife. She had her own life, own job, own  world. She doesn't lack of money But she never liked to show off.

Drishti Mitra is an independent girl who loves her self respect and dignity most. She is a simple girl from a middle class Bangali family.She never wanted to be rich but she wanted to be respected. The simplicity inside her is her greatest strength. But simplicity is not something to describe her. If any word can symbolise her, that's secrets. Dark secrets of blood and revenge. 

Raunak Sen is a well known CEO of a top leading company. He is rich, arrogant and ruthless. His first priority has always been his business. He never loves anyone except himself , never cares for anything except business. He is a rich and handsome CEO who loves the power to control. The thing he hate most is liars.  


So a cold CEO and a independent secretive girl. So the CEO treat her like this and she will just accept because she is from a middle class family? No way! Actually she is not someone to mess with.She is Drishti. She herself is her strength. She is a real fighter. A powerful fighter, who is not afraid of using her powers while necessary.


It's a story of love, revenge and family. Clinical psychology and historical events also are a big part of the story.

The Arranged Bride of the CEO

"Drishti! You made me afraid." Raunak was panting hard as he had been finding her for the last four hours.


At first, he thought she would be in national library but she was never there. He searched her in their house, Rajiv's house, at her parents house everywhere he had ever been with her. 


"How did you come here?" She asked in a low but cracked voice. Seemed like she had been crying all the time.


"Why are you here? Are you here since morning? Did you have lunch or not?" Raunak sighed. He knew how much she was attached with Dhara. But no one could hold back anyone who died. 


"Not in mood of lunch." Drishti again started to look at the sky. She was laying down on the grass of Eden garden. It was the place where she used to come with her friends to enjoy cricket matches.


"Drishti, come with me." He faked a cold voice.


"Please Raunak, I'm okay here." She was stubborn, "By the way how did you know I'm here?" 


"I guessed. On you birthday you were laying on my garden. So just I got a guess." He smiled bitterly. Those situations changed a lot. Raunak behaved the worst with her then. But this time, he wanted to take care of her.


"Oh you remembered. " She didn't ask more. She knew Raunak was really observant. He maybe read her diary in secret. So no wonder he guessed it.


"Drishti, eat something. You have medicines." Raunak again tried to make her understand. 


Feeling helpless, Raunak also laid down beside her. He was observing her moist sallowen puffed eyes. She had been crying for long.


"You know I used to gift her books on her birthday. We used to go out, have lunch together and then went to see theatre or play matches. She's gone, just left her memories behind." She smiled faintly. 


"Dri, I know you loved her a lot. But why are you giving yourself punishment for her suicide? Don't, please." Raunak pleaded.


"Because only for me she started working on archeology. She became interested and started to self study only because of me. If it was not for me, she would have never touched a book of history. For me, she tried hard to get a chance in Germany. For me, those gangsters were after her. It's all because of me." Drishti was blaming herself for all those years. She didn't know how to forgive herself. 


"Dri, it was her destiny." Raunak didn't know how to coax her. Maybe her blames had reasons but it was not something anyone wanted. Everyone wanted that bossy Drishti back.


" But I was the reason, Raunak. If something happens like this to me, will you forgive yourself?" She asked such a question which was not possible to answer. She was right. He could never forgive himself. 


"But laying like a senseless the whole day is not a solution. She won't be happy seeing you like this, right?" He knew these words were of no works yet he wanted to try.


"Let's go." She started to got up suddenly. 


"Hey, where?" He asked dumbfounded. Did his words worked that much.


All the way she put her head on his shoulder. She was looking outside the window. Yet she felt protected in his arms. There's something she needed to inform him, something that she never wanted to say.


Found her