"Aaj MAI tumhe baddua deti hu Zorawar....... ki ek din ......ek din tum bhi... kisi ke liye tadpoge aur tarsoge , uske pairo mein girke usse pyaar ki bheekh mangoge lekin vo..... tumhe ek nazar dekhegi bhi nahi . Ye badDUA HAI MERI .......!!!!!!!!!! " Vo kehte hai na kisi ko maut se battar saza deni ho toh uske liye sacha pyaar mango, vo bhi ek tarfa .... bedard Ishq .... He's -- well , He's not just your usual Hero or villain or a morally gray man . He's none of that . Zorawar is Zorawar The only son of Haryana's most powerful Man Shaktawat Chaudhary . There's no other of his kind . In the 25 years of his life Zorawar has never behaved like the boys his age . Growing up in a cirlce of politicians, he despises their very existance . Even though he can see through people just because of that , he's nowhere near politics and love ? Well, everyone loves Zorawar . But Zorawar only loves Aysel . Aysel Dharam Ahlawat is the second daughter of Haryana's corrupt CM . The type of girl whom even flowers can hurt , not only because she's a pretty girl but she's the purest soul. A gen-z but Aysel is all about old school . She's mature , nowhere near clever . The type who is too flawless to ever exist . She sounds like Zain Zohaib's Ranjheya ve wherever she goes but only for him ........ Z ♡ This is a journey of a girl learning to take a stand for herself ..... ╰┈➤ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ˏˋ°•* ⁀➷ #1 Election ~ 29 July 2026

«"सांगवान घराने में दो चीज़ां की कीमत सबसे ज्यादा सै-जुबान अर इज्जत।"» At 28, Yuvraj Sangwan, the only heir to Haryana's most powerful political family, is preparing to fight his first election from Rohtak. At 20, Myra Sharma, a second-year BBA student, dreams of building a corporate empire-not becoming someone's wife. One accidental collision. One forgotten apology. One unforgettable question. She doesn't remember the man she bumped into. He can't forget the girl who never looked up. When politics collides with ambition, and legacy stands against dreams... Will love be enough, or will power have the final vote? . Madam Ji | A Haryanvi Political Romance "राजनीति मैं जीत-हार तो रोज बदलै सै... पर कुछ रिश्ते ऐसे होवें सैं, जिनका फैसला ना जनता करै सै, ना किस्मत... बस वक़्त करै सै।"

Living a life with loving parents, annoying siblings, a good education, and a perfectly normal purpose in life, she thought she had everything she could ever ask for. A girl blessed with beauty, grace, kindness, and everything most people spent their lives wishing for. She thought she was ordinary. She thought she was living a happy, normal life. She was wrong. Because she was not who she believed herself to be. And the people searching for her were not ordinary either. She thought the biggest complication in her life was the young Chief Minister of her state slowly falling in love with her. She thought that was fate. She thought that was the story. But little did she know that somewhere far away, there was a man waiting for her. Yearning for her. Counting the days, months, and years. A man who had spent almost his entire life searching for something he could never forget. She didn't know that someone had already gone mad over her. Not for weeks. Not for months. Not even for years. But for almost as long as she had existed. And when the truth finally comes to light, Siya Sharma will learn that some stories do not begin when two people meet. Some stories begin long before either of them are born. For nineteen years, he lived with only one thing in his heart. Her. Not because he couldn't have her. Not because she does not belonged to him. But because he knew. He knew how soft she was. How naïve. How easily the world would break someone like her. So he waited. And waited. And waited. Nineteen years of patience. Nineteen years of distance. Nineteen years of watching from the shadows. Until one day... His patience finally broke. Someone else had been waiting for nineteen years to become a part of it. The frightening part? She doesn't even know his name yet.

The word world has five letters. But for him...It has eight. "𝐇-𝐀-𝐑-𝐒-𝐇-𝐈-𝐓-𝐀" His world begins with her...and ends with her. From the day she accidentally called him her husband. She called him her husband to escape a problem. Unfortunately... The problem wasn't the boy she was escaping from. It was the man she chose. ~~~~~~~ 𝑲𝑹𝑼𝑵𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑼𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝒀 A man who never believed he would fall in love. A rising face in politics. A powerful heir. And president of student union at CIU (Chandigarh International University) A man feared by many and understood by few. Yet in front of her , he even forgets who he is... Because somewhere between her stubbornness and her chaos... She became the love he never planned for. And the obsession he never wanted to escape. Him⁠~ Pyaar tab tak hi cringe lagta h jab tak khud ke saath na ho" ~~~~~~~~~ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻𝑨 𝑴𝑬𝑯𝑹𝑨 A simple middle-class girl. The eldest daughter. A girl carrying dreams, responsibilities, and insecurities she never speaks about. She believes life is practical. Love stories belong in books. Happy endings belong in movies. And marriage? Definitely not on her priority list. According to her ~~ "Pyaar-vyaar kuch nahi hota, sab hormones ka chakkar hai, babu bhaiya...sundar ladke taado aur aage badho." ..................................... But what happens when a girl who doesn't believe in love becomes the entire world of a man who loves too much? A stubborn girl. A possessive lover. And a story where one careless lie changes everything. Because some mistakes... Are written by destiny.

𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛... 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠: 𝐴 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑖 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠-𝑡𝑜-𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑎. ~ "Wanna smoke or not?" "What's the relation between smoking and coming closer to me?" I asked through gritted teeth. "Hai, kyu ni hai," Exhaling another slow plume of grey smoke, he whispered roughly, "Lighter toh nibad liya, so the only option left is lighting your cig with mine and..." He tilted his head, leaving a fingertip's distance between the tip of his cigarette and mine. "And?" I prompted. "And that requires me to be closer to you." I stared at him, my heart hammering violently against my ribs, then gestured toward the unlit cigarette. He brought the glowing tip of his cigarette toward mine, only to freeze just before they touched. "Why the hell did you stop?" I muttered, holding the cigarette firmly between my lips. "I can't light it..." he said, his gaze dropping to the single inch of space keeping our bodies apart. Agh... This man is teasing me way too much. "You can bend," I suggested. "My back hurts," he said, stepping away just a fraction. "Koi ni, kal lighter laa dyunga fer-" Before he could finish, I hooked a finger through his chain and yanked him forward, erasing that final inch between us. His hand instantly slammed against my waist to catch his balance, his eyes snapping down to lock with mine. "Now will you light it?" He let out a low, husky chuckle. Then leaned in, pressing the burning tip of his cigarette straight into mine until both embers flared together.

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