Third Person's Pov:-
In a huge, luxurious house, Mayank Malhotra walked back and forth in his study. He was very angry and trying not to yell as he talked on the phone.
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๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ก๐ข ๐๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ Abhimaan Singh Rathore is a name that commands respect and fear in Rajasthan. He is the king of Rajasthan and the CEO of ASR Corp Ltd. Known for his absolute ruthlessness, people know better than to cross him. Whether they are rivals or anyone who betrays him pays a steep price. He loves his family to the core but doesn't show it. Even his family fears him except for his bua. Abhimaan is very possessive and hates sharing anything that is his. Paridhi Gupta is a young woman who has been neglected all her life. Her parents were always too busy for her, leaving her ignored. She is shy and introverted, always yearning for the affection and attention she never received. Paridhi finds solace in her books and small hobbies, retreating into her own world. What will happen when these two are bound by arrange marriage? How will innocent Paridhi become the obsession of the ruthless king? Join their journey to find out.
{ ๐ญ๐๐๐ #2 ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐} Can be read as a standalone ______ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข ๐๐๐ฉ๐จ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฑ ๐๐ค๐๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ "What are you doing?" I whispered, my heart racing as he leaned in closer. "What am I doing?" He asked innocently, his warm breath caressing my cheek. His face was just an inch away from mine, his hazel eyes searching mine with an intensity that made my knees weak. "Aksh, we... we shouldn't," I stammered, trying to back away, but my body betrayed me, yearning for his touch. He cupped my face gently. "Tell me to stop, Aarushi," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "Tell me you don't want this." I opened my mouth to protest, but no words came. Instead, I found myself pulling him closer. "I can't," I breathed. And then his lips met mine, and the world faded away.
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