She is an angel
He is a devil
She is caring
He is ruthless
She is simple
He is the Hukum sa
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Kashi Tiwari
A simple, cute and innocent girl living her happy life in Banaras. She lost her father at a young age and her mother never cared for...
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Ajmer, at night, Kashi was getting ready for the party. She wore a maroon colored saree. She was standing in front of the mirror while combing her hair.
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Kashi looked at herself in the mirror. " I hope that Shivansh ji is happy to see me in this. This was the best saree that I had." said Kashi. After that she walked towards the door and opened it.
Shivansh was standing there in his business suit. He looked very handsome.
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When Shivansh first saw Kashi in the red saree, it was as if time itself had slowed. His breath caught in his throat, and for a moment, the world around him faded into the background. The vibrant red of her saree contrasted beautifully with her soft complexion, making her seem even more radiant.
Her hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders, and the delicate jewelry she wore shimmered in the light, but it was her eyes that captivated him the most. He moved his hand towards her.
She held his hand and then they headed towards the lift. Jai was standing by the lift. " Good evening Hukum sa, Hukum Rani Sa." said Jai, " Good evening Jai ji." said Kashi. After that they all came inside.
The lift went down and stopped in the private parking of Shivansh. His cars were already standing there. Jai then went towards the car and opened the door. Kashi sat inside while Shivansh kept the end of the pallu inside.
After that he went towards the other side and then sat inside. The guards sat inside their cars and then the cars ran on the road towards the meeting and party hall.
Kashi, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation, looked up at Shivansh as she stood before him in the red saree. She noticed the way his gaze lingered on her, his eyes filled with something she couldn't quite place. With a shy smile, she asked softly, "Shivansh ji, how do I look?" she asked.
Shivansh, still captivated by the sight of her, took a moment before he could find his voice. He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving hers. There was a gentleness in his expression, a tenderness that made Kashi's heart flutter.
