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...
Early morning sunlight streamed through the large windows of the Rajvansh mansion, casting a golden hue on the polished marble floors. Rudraksh Singh Rajvansh, as per his routine, was already at the gym by 5 AM, pushing himself through an intense workout. The sound of clinking weights and his measured breathing filled the spacious gym, the only place where he felt in complete control-of his body, his mind, and his emotions. After his final set, Rudraksh wiped the sweat off his brow and checked the time. 6:30 AM. Time to wrap up. "Another day of running empires," he muttered under his breath, heading towards the shower.
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Gym
By 7:15, Rudraksh was impeccably dressed in a crisp black suit, his expression cold, commanding, and ready to face another day of work at the helm of Rajvansh Empire.
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Downstairs, the Rajvansh family had gathered around the breakfast table. Prithviraj, Rudraksh's grandfather, was reading the morning newspaper with a cup of tea, occasionally cracking a joke to lighten the mood.
Dadi sa, Gayatri, was already instructing the staff on the day's preparations, her authoritative tone softened by her warmth.
Just as everyone started filling their plates, Rudraksh entered the dining room. The light-hearted conversation came to a pause, not out of fear, but out of respect. His presence commanded attention. But today, as he joined them at the table, everyone resumed their meals together.
"Good morning, Rudraksh beta," Dadi sa said, her eyes soft but her tone firm.
"Good morning, Dadi sa," Rudraksh replied, sitting at his place. The staff immediately brought his food-a simple, nutritious meal,and his black coffee just as he liked it.
Shaurya, Rudraksh's cousin, glanced at him with a mischievous smile.
"bhai, kya apana apana workout poora kar liya hai? Apne mujhe bhee kisee din apane saath le jaana chaahie. mujhe kuchh p Motivation kee zaroorat hai."
("Bhai, finished your workout already? You really should take me along one of these days. I could use some motivation.")
Rudraksh smirked, not breaking his focus on the food in front of him. "You wouldn't last ten minutes, Shaurya." Shaurya chuckled but didn't push further.
