Yashvardhan Chowdhary, 29, is the king of Udaipur-a cold and cunning politician known for his ruthless ways and ability to manipulate anyone to get what he wants. Power is his game, and no one dares to challenge him. Except for Saanvi Rajput, the 26...
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Yash sat in his office, leaning back in his leather chair, eyes scanning over a series of papers spread out before him. The room was quiet, save for the faint ticking of the clock, but his mind was anything but. His thoughts were already brewing, considering every possible move he could make to secure his position in the upcoming elections in Banaras.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and one of his most trusted men stepped in, his expression serious. Yash's gaze shifted to him, sharp and focused.
"Sir," the man began, hesitating just slightly. "We've confirmed that the spy we...handled...was sent by Sudesh Rajput."
A flash of irritation crossed Yash's face, though he quickly masked it. Sudesh Rajput. The name alone was enough to make his blood simmer. The man had been lurking in the political arena for years, playing his cards quietly—until now. With Yash's plans to expand his influence in Banaras, Sudesh had finally shown his true colors, emerging as a rival with ambitions that directly clashed with his own.
"So, Sudesh Rajput is trying to play smart," Yash murmured, more to himself than his man. "Sending spies into my circle—he's testing my patience."
His mind raced, calculating the implications of this move. The elections in Banaras were crucial; they represented not just an opportunity for expansion but a symbolic foothold. Allowing Sudesh to outmaneuver him wasn't an option.
"Spread the word carefully," Yash instructed, his tone deadly calm. "I want everyone watching Rajput's moves. Keep close tabs on his men, his meetings, and any new alliances. If he thinks he can meddle in my plans, he's sorely mistaken."
The man nodded and left the room, leaving Yash alone once more. He sat back, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the desk, eyes narrowing as he mentally pieced together his next steps.
Sudesh Rajput wanted a game? Then Yashvardhan Chowdhary would make sure he played it right.
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The warm afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of the university's main hall, casting a golden glow across the room. Students bustled around, their excited chatter filling the air, and I was no exception, my heart thudding as I waited to hear the names of those selected for the Udaipur hospital opportunity. This was something I had been hoping for, dreaming of—the chance to work in a renowned hospital and apply everything we'd learned in a real setting.
