Pihu Gupta, a 21-year-old girl, possesses a gentle demeanor that radiates sweetness, innocence, and shyness. Her captivating charm lies in her endearing nature and kind heart. She is driven by a single ambition: to become self-reliant and provide fo...
Pihu stood in her room, adorned in the resplendent red lehenga that accentuated her natural beauty. The weight of the ornate jewelry and the subtle grace of her makeup combined to create an enchanting sight. Yet, innocence still lingered in her eyes, clashing with the maelstrom of emotions that churned beneath the surface. A maid who had been assisting her couldn't help but offer her genuine compliment, "Ma'am, you're looking absolutely beautiful." Pihu responded with a fleeting smile, her countenance a mix of conflicting feelings.
A wave of determination swept over her, and she turned to the maid, her voice quivering only slightly, "Can you please call Mr. Rathore?" Pihu's request was laden with unspoken hopes and desires, a last-minute plea to see her family before stepping into her ominous fate. The maid nodded, leaving to convey Pihu's message to the guard stationed outside. With a sense of urgency, the guard informed Rudra about Pihu's wish.
Entering the room, Rudra's gaze fell upon her, and for a moment, the world seemed to still. The intensity of his feelings surged within him as he beheld the breathtaking sight before him. Her radiant beauty held him captive, the intricate details of her attire enhancing her grace. His gaze lingered on her, admiration and a trace of something deeper gleaming in his eyes.
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Pihu's eyes met his, and in that fleeting moment, an unspoken connection crackled between them. He saw the fear that danced within her, mingling with something more complex. Rudra's lips curled into a reassuring smile as he motioned for the maids to depart, leaving them alone in the room. As the door closed behind them, he took deliberate steps toward her, his expression a blend of confidence and intrigue.
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With every step Rudra took, Pihu felt her heart race in tandem with the rhythm of his approach. Her breaths became shallower, her chest rising and falling with each nervous inhale. The atmosphere crackled with an electric tension, a magnetic pull that seemed to draw them inexorably closer. She stumbled backward, her movements instinctive as she collided softly with the wall, a physical barrier to the whirlwind of emotions coursing through her.
Rudra's eyes bore into hers, his gaze holding a mixture of intensity and something else—something that made her pulse quicken even more. He stood before her, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body, and yet there was a distance between them that was far more profound.
