**Description:**
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...
Aayan sat in his office, glaring at the mountain of paperwork before him. His phone buzzed incessantly with messages about wedding preparations he wanted no part of. Frustration gnawed at him as he shuffled through documents, trying to focus on work. Unable to bear it any longer, he picked up his phone and dialed Vedant.
Aayan sighed heavily. "Man, I'm drowning in work and these wedding preparations. I can't handle it anymore."
Vedant chuckled. "Tu mujhe ab invite kar raha hai?"
Aayan couldn't help but laugh at his friend's irritation. "Chal ab bhao mat kha, khushi mana kei maine terko invite bhi kra."
Meanwhile, across town, Ekagr walked into the Khanna mansion, expecting to find the usual hustle and bustle of wedding preparations. To his surprise, the house was eerily quiet. Confused, he dialed Tashvi's number.
"Tashvi, where is everyone? The house is empty," Ekagr asked, bewildered.
"Sorry, bhai, sorry, sorry! I forgot to tell you," Tashvi replied, sounding apologetic. "On Aayan's Bade Papa's request, we're all staying at their house until the wedding."
Ekagr sighed, shaking his head. "You could have informed me earlier, Tashvi."
As the sun began to set, the Rajvansh mansion buzzed with activity. The Sangeet ceremony was about to begin. The women were dressed in vibrant lehengas, and the men in elegant sherwanis. The sound of dhols and laughter filled the air.
In the midst of the preparations, Kiara and Yuvaan hatched a plan. They were determined to bring Aayan and Tashvi closer. Tashvi, unaware of their scheming, found herself repeatedly pushed into Aayan's presence. Aayan, on the other hand, remained his usual cold and distant self, barely acknowledging her presence.
The guests began to arrive, including Ekagr and Vedant. Vedant, unfamiliar to both Ekagr and Tashvi, entered with a confident stride. Ekagr noticed him first and approached with curiosity.
"Hi, I'm Ekagr Khanna. Are you a friend of Aayan?" Ekagr asked, extending his hand.
Vedant shook his hand firmly. "Yes, I'm Vedant, Aayan's best friend. Nice to meet you."
Tashvi, standing nearby, watched the interaction. Ekagr turned to her and gestured. "Tashvi, this is Vedant."
Vedant smiled warmly at Tashvi. "Nice to meet you, Tashvi. I've heard quite a bit about you."
Tashvi returned the smile, though her curiosity was piqued. "All good things, I hope."
"Mostly," Vedant replied with a playful wink.
At the Sangeet, Tashvi appeared in a resplendent crimson lehenga intricately embellished with gold embroidery, the vibrant hue highlighting her grace and poise. Her dupatta cascaded elegantly over one shoulder, adorned with delicate sequins that shimmered with every movement. She accessorized with traditional gold jewelry, including chandelier earrings that framed her face and a statement necklace that accentuated her neckline.
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