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In the opulent world of Aayan Rajvansh, love is a distant echo drowned by the shadows of a haunting past. As a reclusive billionaire, he shields his heart with icy resolve, immersed in a relentless pursuit of success that leaves no...
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(Assume this as Khanna's mansion)
"Tashvi, don't run!" Nandini shouted, her voice drowned in the laughter filling the entire Khanna mansion.
"Mom, I won't stop! I know you're going to force-feed me your green leafy salad," Tashvi replied, chuckling mischievously.
"It's good for your health," Nandini retorted, emerging from the kitchen with a bowl of salad in hand.
"No, Mom, not today. You always make me eat that tasteless salad,of yours" Tashvi protested, hiding behind her dad.
"What's wrong with my lovely daughter?" Deepankar said, gently pulling Tashvi into his embrace. He looked at Nandini with amusement as Tashvi expressed her disdain for the salad.
"Dad, Mom's making me eat her tasteless salad again, saying it's good for me," Tashvi complained, visibly annoyed.
"It's okay, my love. What Mom says is for your benefit," Deepankar reassured her, smiling warmly at Tashvi.
"Dad, you're always on Mom's side. I wish Bhai was here; he always supports me," Tashvi said, remembering her brother who was away on a business trip.
"It's not about sides, my child... *sigh* Okay, if you don't want to eat it, I'll talk to Mom," Deepankar conceded, trying to ease Tashvi's irritation.
"Nandini, take the salad back. Our daughter doesn't want to eat it today," Deepankar said with a smile, looking at both his wife and daughter.
"Thank you, Dad, you're the best!" Tashvi exclaimed happily, heading towards her room.
"Tashvi, wait. I'd like to have a word with you," Deepankar called out, stopping Tashvi in her tracks. She turned around and walked back towards him, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
"What is it, Dad?" she asked, puzzled.
"Just a father-daughter chat. Come, sit," Deepankar said, motioning for Tashvi to sit in front of him. As she settled down, he began, "Tashvi, my child, you know I want to see you happy in your life. We're getting older, and I want someone to care for you like we do."
"What are you saying, Dad?" Tashvi asked, bewildered.
"Tashvi, I want you to get married," Deepankar said softly, his voice heavy with emotion.
"Dad, what?!" Tashvi exclaimed, shocked by his unexpected revelation.
"Yes, you heard me right. I want you to marry and have a happy life, my child," Deepankar said, a tinge of disappointment evident on his face.
