Poisoned with my unborn child

"In my first life, I died on a cold marble floor, choking on poison while my husband and best friend smiled at the death of my unborn child"

In this life? I’m wearing diamonds, taking their empire, and walking down the aisle to the one man they fear more than God." Aadhya Rathore had it all, until she discovered that the love of her life and her childhood best friend had spent years plotting her destruction. Twenty-two weeks pregnant with an heir that stood between them and a multi-thousand-crore trust, Aadhya was fed thallium-laced tea, left to die in agony while her husband called her baby a "twenty-five-year cage." With her dying breath, she swore vengeance. And the universe listened. Waking up seven years in the past on the exact morning of her arranged marriage meeting, Aadhya is no longer the naive girl who traded her birthright for sweet poetry. This time, she doesn't reject Veeransh Singhania, the lethal, untouchable billionaire industrialist she once foolishly turned away. She demands a deal. Veeransh treats life like a hostile acquisition. He demands absolute loyalty and doesn't tolerate games. But when his sharp-tongued, fiercely calculating bride steps into his fortress, the lines between a cold business covenant and all-consuming obsession shatter. Aadhya thought she entered this marriage to wage a solitary, bloody war of revenge. She didn't count on Veeransh standing beside her with an entire empire as her shield, and a promise to burn the city to the ground before he lets anyone touch his wife again. They stole her first life. Now, she’s back to take their crowns.