Two hearts, worlds apart one bound by royal legacy, the other by quiet resilience are destined to collide in the most unexpected way. Kashi Sharma, a 20-year-old girl from a small town Jhansi, has faced more hardships than most her age. Abandoned by...
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Gently, almost instinctively, Vishwanath took Kashi's hand and led her into a slow, intimate dance. His grip was firm yet tender, sending an unexpected warmth through her body. Their hands fit together as though they had always belonged there, and for the first time in the entire evening, Vishwanath felt at ease.
As they began to move, the world around them blurred into insignificance. The guests, the glittering lights, the music, all faded into the background. There were no eyes on them, no Maya vying for his attention. It was just the two of them, lost in a rhythm that neither had to force. It flowed effortlessly, as if the universe had been waiting for this exact moment to bring them together.
Vishwanath held her close, his hand resting protectively at the small of her back. His heart raced as he took in every small detail the way her hair framed her face, the softness of her skin, the gentle rise and fall of her breath. He was mesmerized, unable to focus on anything but her. The tension that had clouded his mind throughout the evening slowly evaporated, replaced by a calm only Kashi could provide.
Kashi, too, felt her defenses crumble. Her emotions, which she had carefully guarded, now surged forward, overwhelming her. Her heart pounded, every beat louder than the last. She had always felt something for Vishwanath, but now, in his arms, those feelings were undeniable. She couldn't hide from them any longer.
They moved as one, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony. Neither of them spoke, but they didn't even need to. The silent language between them was far more powerful than words. Vishwanath's thumb gently stroked her hand, a barely-there touch that sent shivers up her spine. With every subtle movement, their connection deepened, growing stronger as the music played on.
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For Vishwanath, each second with her felt like a gift. He had spent the evening suffocated by obligations, by pretenses, but now he was free. Free to be himself with the one person who saw him for more than his title, for more than his wealth. Kashi grounded him in a way no one else ever had, and for the first time in a long while, he allowed himself to believe in the possibility of happiness of love.
As the song came to a close, Vishwanath spun Kashi gently, his hands guiding her with a grace that felt almost natural. When he dipped her low, their eyes locked, and the world seemed to hold its breath. The intensity between them crackled in the air, their unspoken emotions finally rising to the surface.
As he pulled her upright, their faces mere inches apart, neither of them moved. Time stood still, and for that brief, perfect moment, they felt as if they were the only two people in the world. Kashi's hand rested on his chest, feeling the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat. They were meant for each other, and no one, no force in the universe could change that.
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