𝄞𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊-1 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝄞
Welcome to His Belonging Love -
A story of innocent beginnings, painful goodbyes, and the kind of love that never truly fades.
Abhimaanyu Singh Rathore is the eldest son of Rajasthan's royal Rathore family. Po...
भीगा भीगा सा मुझको तन तेरा लगे आजा तुझको पीलू मन मेरा कहे मैं ना बचा मुझ में थोड़ा सा भी देख तू ना बचा तुझमे भी जलने लगा गर्म साँसों से मैं तू पिघलने लगा मुझमे ही ☙☙☙
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Another day happening in their lives, a normal hustle bustle happening inside the rathore palace.
Where roohi is getting ready in the closet for a day with abhimaanyu who is combing his hairs while looking at the mirror.
" Maan beech mai se hatoo na kitne saal lagaogetaiyar hone Mai Aaj mai vese hi late hu "
( Get aside maan , how many years you will take to get ready.. i am already late )
Roohi said while pushing him playfully and snatch the comb from him and start combing her hairs.
Meanwhile abhimanyu got lost in her beauty his eyes fixed at her who is still talking with him while combing her hairs.
" How can someone looks so beautiful everytime"
He whispered to himself while looking at her making her stop her movements ,
" Kuch Kaha tumne ?"
(Did you say something?)
Roohi ask while narrowing her eyes at him who smile at her and take comb from her hold .
" Nothing, let me comb your hair"
Abhimanyu said while combing her long curly hairs who grin at him,
" Don't you think you are spoiling me too much "
Roohi ask while looking at him through the mirror whose all concentration is on her hairs.
