Meet Rudraksh singh Rajvansh, a powerful mafia boss and CEO, feared and respected in equal measure. Beneath his cold exterior lies a man devoted to his family, shaped by the values instilled by his beloved grandparents.
Enter Sitara Rajput, a shy y...
The Sunday sun peeked through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room as Sitara lazily stretched on her bed. She glance at the clock it 6.15 she got up and did he morning chores. At 6.30 am Sitara began each day with a calming yoga session on the rooftop. The early morning breeze made it her favorite part of the day. She loved this quiet time to center herself before the chaos of work. It was rare to have a Sunday off, free from the rush of deadlines at her job as a Chartered Accountant. Today, she wasn’t just enjoying her day off—she was deep in planning mode for a major family event: her Dada and Dadi's 50th wedding anniversary, which was just ten days away.she did her yoga
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🦋 Sitara's room
She slipped into her comfy joggers and oversized hoodie before heading downstairs, where the familiar sounds of her bustling family greeted her.
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Her outfit
The smell of parathas and chai filled the air as she entered the kitchen. Her brother, Abhi Bhai, was already there, scrolling through his phone. "Arre Moti, finally uth gayi? Tumhara toh aadha din waste ho gaya," he teased with a grin, as usual using the nickname he loved to tease her with.
Sitara grabbed a piece of toast, giving him a playful glare. "Abhi Bhai, ek baar aur Moti bola na, toh Dadu sun lenge aur tumhari class lagegi!"
As if on cue, Dadasa entered, his presence immediately commanding the room. His gaze landed on Abhi Bhai, and without missing a beat, he said, "Abhiraj, maine tumhe kitni baar samjhaya hai, meri Princess ko Moti mat bulao."
Abhi Bhai put his hands up in mock surrender, chuckling. "Mazaak kar raha tha, Dadu."
"Mazaak bhi ek had tak theek hai," Dadaji said with a smile, glancing at Sitara with pride. "Meri Rajkumari ke liye yeh naam bilkul theek nahi hai." He patted her head, adding softly, "Meri Princess, tum par hamesha garv hai. Tumhara asli naam hi sab kuch keh deta hai."
Sitara smiled brightly at her Dadu, feeling the warmth of his approval. "Aap sabse best ho, Dadu," she said, hugging him.
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