Always Yours

" I can take my gift "

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They had just left the office, each heading toward their own destinations. Neel was with Rudra

In the backseat of car Mahak leaned forward with a mischievous glint.
"Why don’t we throw Rudra a surprise party? He’d love it."

Raj chuckled, shaking his head. "Surprise party for my brother? Please. The Chief Minister’s parties are never surprises — they’re planned like military operations. We’re just the guests who show up, eat like kings, smile for the cameras, and leave."

Harsh let out a short laugh. "Fair enough."

Meanwhile, Mahak had gone straight home. She busied herself in the kitchen, whipping up all of Rudra’s favorite dishes, her heart dancing with anticipation.

When Rudra finally walked through the door, Mahak’s face lit up. "I thought you wouldn’t make it today," she said, a mix of relief and happiness in her voice.

He stepped closer, brushing his fingers along her cheek. "When you call me, how could I stay away? Now come on… let’s eat. Everyone’s waiting."

Raj called out from the table with a mock pout. "You didn’t even let us breathe in the aroma before you started serving him!"
The room erupted in laughter.

After dinner, Rudra handed Mahak a black saree wrapped in tissue paper. She changed into it, the silk draping perfectly over her curves. Sindoor gleamed in her hairline, red glass bangles chimed with each movement, and subtle diamond jewelry caught the light.

When Rudra emerged in his black suit and saw her, his gaze didn’t waver. He closed the distance between them, sliding an arm around her waist.
"You’re so beautiful, I’m seriously considering canceling the party. Who needs a crowd when I can have you all to myself?"

Mahak’s cheeks flamed. She pushed at his chest, laughing softly. "Control yourself, Mr. CM. Everyone’s waiting downstairs."

They descended together, joined by Mahak and the others. Tonight was special — Mahak was attending as Mrs. Rudra for the very first time.

Outside the venue, the scene was pure chaos. The moment their car rolled up, cameras started flashing like a lightning storm. Rudra’s bodyguards carved a path through the swarm of reporters. He stepped out first, then extended his hand for Mahak, leading her inside with his steady, protective grip.

The hall was a sea of faces — politicians, industrialists, celebrities — all there for Rudra. The moment he entered, a wave of people surged forward to greet him. He introduced Mahak with quiet pride, but she quickly realized not all smiles were genuine.

Some guests offered warm compliments. Others let their eyes rake her from head to toe, whispering behind manicured hands. She forced herself to ignore it, posing for photos with whoever approached.

But the murmurs grew sharper, no longer subtle.

"she’s not his type…"
"Must’ve hit the jackpot with this one."
"I heard she  must know nlack magic and she used black magic to snag him."