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- GELESEN 684
- Stimmen 33
- Teile 35
"Sanvi! Where are you? The utensils are still dirty!" her aunt screamed from the kitchen.
"I'm coming, Chachi!" Sanvi replied quickly, rushing inside with a bucket of water.
"Useless girl," her cousin Riya muttered, throwing her dupatta at Sanvi. "Iron this."
The old village house stood proudly in the middle of green fields, but for eighteen-year-old Sanvi, it felt more like a prison.
Whereas, there's Dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, he stepped out of the car.
His sharp jawline, intense grey eyes, and commanding presence made people nervous.
"Good morning, sir."
"Morning, sir."
"Good morning, Mr. Rathore."
He acknowledged them with a slight nod.
Success had given him everything.
Money.
Power.
Luxury.
Respect.
But not peace.
Its adhiraj
Will sanvi be his peace?? ,will he will become her safe place despite of his nature??
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