The Singhania Family is one of Delhi's most powerful and enigmatic clans, known for their vast wealth, influential business empire, and dark underworld connections.
At the heart of this family are three brothers and their wives, trying to find sola...
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The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the sprawling mansion that stood tall and majestic against the evening light.
Today was the day everyone has been eagerly anticipating - Shaurya's engagement.
The grand house was transformed into a vision of elegance, adorned with twinkling lights, cascading floral arrangements, and intricate decorations that draped every corner.
Servants run back and forth, making final adjustments to the decorations, while family members move through the house, dressed in finest attire.
In the center of it all, Rudraksh and his chachu stood in the living room. Rudraksh dressed in a midnight blue sherwani with silver embroidery. Looking devilishly handsome as always.
"You literally forced him to marry, chachu," Rudraksh said to him in a little serious tone.
"Everyone has to get married one day, son. And I, too, want to see the face of my grandchildren." Tarun said playfully.
"Papa, tell me how am I looking?" They both heard Soumya and turned to see her beautifully claded in royal blue lehenga.
"Looking beautiful, my princess." Tarun said, patting her head a little.
"Aur me kesa lag raha hu, chachu?" They heard Yuvansh asking Tarun.
"Tu bhi mera rajkumar lag raha h bilkul, ab tere liye hame koi rajkumari dhundni padegi," Tarun said. Yuvansh laughed, saying, "I don't want any rajkumari, chachu."
Yuvansh was dressed in an impeccably tailored black sherwani, the intricate gold embroidery catching the light.
"Yuv bhai, Sitara bhabhi told me to tell you to check the flower decoration at the entrance." Soumya said to Yuvansh. He nodded and went to check the entrance while Tarun went to his elder brother Arvind to discuss something.
"By the way, where is your bhabhi?" Rudraksh asked his little sister. She said, teasing him, resting her hand over his shoulder. "Aww bhai!! Can't spend even a minute without my pretty bhabhi?"
"Shup up! You are turning more mischievous with each passing day." Rudraksh said, glaring her.
"Okay, okay. Bhabhi is upstairs in Shaurya bhai's room." She said and went to her mother, Jaya, who is scolding a servant.
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Yuvansh walked toward the entrance, his sharp eyes taking in the floral arrangements.
His gaze narrowed as he spotted a lone figure standing on a ladder, carefully adjusting a roses.
She was dressed in a simple yet elegant outfit, her delicate hands working skillfully, her long hair cascading down her back swaying slightly with each movement like a waterfall of midnight silk . Yuvansh drew closer. He couldn't help but admire her dedication and grace, which she moved, unaware of the world around her.
