Arya Rathore, a 29-year-old girl, owns an art gallery in Jaipur, India. Her dream is to meet and study her muse in person, the great artist and painter, Alessandro Mancini. Things take a sharper turn when she finds herself standing near the death's door. She must strive to fulfil her dream by hook or by crook before she runs out of time. 

And the only person who can get her there is his son, Lionel Mancini, the arrogant, mysterious yet inadvertently irresistible and one of the most powerful men in West Coast USA. There is something dark about him that she can't put her finger on. 

Would she be able to con Lionel and acquire her lifelong dream? Or would she get buried in the ground before its time?......

The Walk of Sin

"Where are you going, Arya? You should rest a bit more. You must be jet-lagged still," Tania asked, pausing me at the door. 


"Ugh! I need to get out. It's been two days since I have been resting without a pause. I am going to Central Park." I lied and began to put on my jacket from the coat stand. 


"This dressed up?" she inquired skeptically observing my formal peplum dress with heels. 


"Yeah! I am meeting a friend just around the corner. We might grab some supper too," I told her. 


"Wait! Let me come along. I would drop you off," she spoke, kept one of her current reads on maternity down. 


"Oh! No! Bhabhi. You stay here. I am just going to walk around the corner. Please! I will be fine. I am taking my phone along in case you need to track me down," I commented light-heartedly and opened the door. 


I heard her utter something from behind but I was already steps away from her. 


Chapter 8