Chapter 1: A Love Hidden in Shadows

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The sun was setting over Delhi, casting a warm golden hue over the sprawling city. In the heart of the city stood a magnificent mansion, the Raizada Mansion, home to one of the most influential families in the country. Inside, the atmosphere was lively, with family members chatting and preparing for the evening. But in one of the upstairs rooms, a different story was unfolding.

Arnav Singh Raizada, the powerful and intimidating CEO of AR Group of Industries, was pacing his room. His chiseled features were softened by a rare smile that played on his lips. He checked his watch for the third time in as many minutes. Arnav was known for his punctuality and precision, but tonight, he was waiting for someone special—Khushi Singhania, the woman who had captured his heart two years ago.

Khushi was a talented doctor, dedicated to her patients and passionate about her work. Despite her difficult childhood, she had grown into a strong, independent woman. Her adoptive family, the Singhanias, were indifferent to her, but that had never deterred her spirit. The only person who had shown her any real affection was her adoptive father, who had encouraged her to pursue her dreams.

Arnav's thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on his door. He crossed the room in a few long strides and opened the door to find Khushi standing there, her face lighting up at the sight of him.

"Arnav," she said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind her.

He pulled her into his arms without a word, holding her close as if he couldn't bear to let her go. They stood like that for a moment, savoring the closeness and the comfort they found in each other.

"I missed you," Arnav murmured into her hair.

Khushi smiled against his chest. "I missed you too. It's been a long day."

He pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. "You look tired. Sit down and relax for a bit."

She allowed him to lead her to the plush sofa in the corner of the room. Arnav sat beside her, his arm draped over her shoulders, drawing her close again.

"How was work?" he asked, his voice gentle.

"Exhausting but rewarding," Khushi replied. "We had a few critical cases today. But now that I'm here with you, I feel much better."

Arnav's eyes darkened with concern. "You work too hard, Khushi. I worry about you."

She reached up to touch his face, her fingers tracing the strong lines of his jaw. "I love what I do, Arnav. And I have you to come home to. That's enough for me."

He leaned in and kissed her softly, a tender gesture that conveyed his love and concern. When he pulled back, his expression was serious.

"Khushi, my family is starting to pressure me about marriage. They want me to settle down with someone of their choosing."

Khushi's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to stay calm. "What are you going to do?"

Arnav's grip on her tightened. "I'm not going to let them dictate my life. You are the only one I want, Khushi. And I will fight for us, no matter what."

Tears welled up in her eyes, touched by his determination and love. "I love you, Arnav. And I'll stand by you, whatever happens."

He kissed her again, this time with more intensity, as if trying to convey all the emotions he couldn't put into words. Their lips moved in a dance of passion and longing, and soon, they were lost in each other.

Arnav's hands roamed over her body, caressing and exploring, while Khushi responded with equal fervor. The room was filled with the sounds of their love, soft moans and whispered endearments.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing heavily. Arnav rested his forehead against hers, his eyes closed.

"You're mine, Khushi," he whispered fiercely. "No one will ever come between us."

"And you're mine, Arnav," she replied, her voice equally intense. "Always."

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's arms, drawing strength from their love and their unbreakable bond. No matter what challenges lay ahead, they knew they would face them together, as a team. For Arnav and Khushi, love was not just a feeling; it was a promise, a commitment that neither of them would ever break.

As the night deepened, they lay together, content in their own little world. Outside, the city continued its bustling pace, but inside that room, time stood still for Arnav and Khushi, two souls bound by a love that nothing could ever shake.

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