𝄞𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊-1 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝄞
Welcome to His Belonging Love -
A story of innocent beginnings, painful goodbyes, and the kind of love that never truly fades.
Abhimaanyu Singh Rathore is the eldest son of Rajasthan's royal Rathore family. Po...
Andheron Se Tha Mera Rishta Bada Tune Hi Ujaalon Se Waaqif Kiya Ab Lauta Main Hoon Inn Andheron Mein Phir Toh Paaya Hai Khud Ko Begaana Yahaan
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At the outskirts of Jaipur, an old house stood, heavily guarded. As a convoy of cars approached, the guards straightened, anticipating the arrival of ASR.
A guard opened the door of the leading car, and A well built man emerged, his three-piece suit accentuating his muscular frame. His expressionless face exuded an intimidating aura.
" Boss ,we've secured him in the basement,"
a guard reported. he nodded and proceeded inside, dismissing the guards' greetings.
He descended the stairs to the basement, flanked by two guards.
In the dimly lit basement, a guy was bound with ropes and chains, teetering on the edge of unconsciousness.
" Won't you welcome me khurana"
His cold voice echoed, sending shivers down the spines of those present.
He slowly opened his eyes, widening them at the sight of him seated before him, a glass of alcohol in hand.
" A.bhimanyu "
He whispered.
A smirk formed on Abhimanyu's lips and ,
" One and only ABHIMANYU SINGH RATHORE AKA ASR"
" W.hy I am here ? Why y.ou kept me here?"
Ayush stammered, he was in same batch in school.
" You don't know why are youhere ?"
Abhimanyu set down his glass and picked up a knife, causing Ayush and the guards to exchange shocked glances.
Ayush shook his head in denial, further fueling Abhimanyu's anger.
