His sukoon : His junoon

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Isha entered the big venue; it was so spacious that five marriages could be held there simultaneously. Every corner was decorated like a bride, shimmering everywhere. A huge mandap stood in the middle.

There was still time before the guests would arrive, and Isha needed to check every preparation since a certain someone was sick and had tricked her into coming.

Isha met Ishaan's senior, Aryan Singh, a 28-year-old man known for his great intelligence and patience. He made Isha feel like a team member, and she became a little more comfortable with them.

Isha had to check all the decorations and the servants' arrangements, and once that was done, she wanted nothing more than to go home early and sleep. The event hadn't even started, and she already felt her battery draining.

Guests began to arrive, and everyone became busy with the event. Isha was busy giving instructions to all the servants here and there.

The groom's side arrived with the baraat, and all the bride's family gathered with the guests to welcome the groom. Everything settled down, and the rituals began. Suddenly, all attention turned to the entrance as a line of eight cars stopped before the wedding hall.

Both the groom's and bride's families went to welcome the important guests. Reporters tried to capture all the photos and news they could, knowing their TRP was about to skyrocket.

The Rajput family got down from their BMW X5 Protection VR6. Manik Singh Rajput, with his hand on the lower back of his wife, Maya Singh Rajput, held the end of her pallu so it wouldn't get dirty. Their daughter, Janhvi Singh Rajput, followed behind with her brother, Rudransh Singh Rajput, who arrived with his infamous poker face and powerful aura.

Reporters stayed 100 meters away from them, knowing better than to disturb the Rajputs. It wouldn't take long for the family to ensure they lost their jobs and they will be terrified to even interfere in their own life let alone others.

The Rajput family walked with grace and congratulated both the groom's and bride's families. The wedding proceeded without trouble, everything handled smoothly.

Many businessmen approached Rudransh for business talks, knowing they needed to book appointments months in advance as he was a busy man with both national and international engagements.

Meanwhile, Isha was busy with the servants, ensuring everyone was well-served and everything was going smoothly.

"Uncle, please go and serve the guests over there with one more servant," Isha instructed in her polite and calm tone. Nearly everyone adored her, finding her very loving, respectful, shy, and calm.

Aryan approached Isha, asking if she could help him a little. They started walking together, talking about work.

"The red carpet for the bride and groom to walk on after the phere is too short. Can you look into that for—" Aryan was cut off as he collided with a waiter carrying glasses of water, resulting in the glasses shattering and making a loud noise.

Rudransh walked toward his family, who were busy chatting.

"I have to go now, Ma Sa," he said to his mother, who asked him to stay a little longer.

"I have things that need my utmost attention. I already attended the wedding, right?" Maya sighed, knowing nothing could stop Rudransh when it came to his work.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass was heard, but Rudransh didn't let his attention waver. He turned to leave when he saw the person who had become like a breath to him. He froze as his sight fell on the girl who bent down to help the waiter.

"Are you okay, uncle?" her soft voice spoke, accelerating his heartbeat. He took a deep breath as she tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing her face.

She was about to help the waiter pick up the glass when a hand held hers, lifting her up. "Leave it. They will manage. Don't touch it with your bare hands."

Rudransh felt something burning in his heart—a feeling he never thought he would experience in this lifetime: jealousy. It was a foreign emotion that made him want to rip the hand off the man who held her hand, his precious hand, his lady's hand.

Everyone returned to their conversations, ignoring the incident. Janhvi noticed her brother still standing there. As much as she knew her brother, he never bothered himself with trivial things like this.

She whispered softly into her parents' ears, "Would you like to see what has captured your son's attention?" She gestured toward Rudransh and then at Isha, who was busy talking to the man next to her.

Both Maya and Manik looked at the girl who had stolen their son's attention. Shocked would be an understatement. As they say, nothing comes between their son and his work, and here he was, stopping to stare at a girl.

Their attention broke when they saw Rudransh walking toward Isha with his cold face.

Isha was telling Aryan about having extra red carpets in the storeroom when a shadow loomed over them. Isha's brown eyes met Rudransh's dark brown ones. His gaze pierced her and the hand that held hers. Subconsciously, she pulled her hand away from Aryan's hold.

Aryan was shocked and nervous to see Rudransh there. Was he angry because of the little accident? Rudransh Singh Rajput didn't tolerate mistakes.

"H-Hello, sir," Aryan stammered, but he was ignored as Rudransh's attention remained fixed on Isha. Everything faded into the background, and all he wanted was to get lost in her eyes, as he was doing so.

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