𝄞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...
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LONDON AFTER AN YEAR!
A blissful, chilly morning blanketed the city of London as soft golden rays of sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of the grand Rathore mansion — a newly bought estate nestled in a quiet, upscale neighborhood.
The mansion stood proud and regal, its modern architecture blending seamlessly with the timeless charm of the city. Dew still clung to the rose bushes outside, and the soft hum of the heater inside contrasted the cold serenity beyond the walls.
Inside one of the spacious, elegantly furnished bedrooms — painted in calming shades of beige and ivory — peace reigned. The room was filled with warmth, not just from the central heating, but from the love quietly breathing in that space.
On the king-sized bed, under the plush white duvet, Abhimanyu lay flat on his back, his breathing slow and even. His usually sharp and commanding presence was softened by the tenderness of the moment. Draped half over his chest and stomach was little Ruhanvi, her tiny frame rising and falling gently with each of his breaths.
One of her small arms clung to his shirt, her cheek nestled against him like he was her safe haven.
Beside them, curled up with his face toward them, was Krishiv — his thick lashes brushing his cheeks, his lips parted slightly in sleep. One of his hands rested lightly on Abhimanyu's arm.
Until a sudden boom of music shattered the peaceful silence of the mansion—
"Bol bol rani kya chahiye Bangla chahiye ya car chahiye Cash chahiye mujhe Cash chahiye, cash chahiye mujhe cash chahiye!"
