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She came to Rajasthan with a suitcase full of clothes, a heart full of dreams, and an endless love for historic places.
For her, Rajasthan wasn't just a state-it was a world of magnificent forts, royal palaces, ancient stories, and forgotten legends. It was her first time visiting, and she couldn't stop smiling as she explored the place with her cousin, Ameena.
A shy, chubby Muslim girl, she was innocent, a little clumsy, and easily excited. And Ameena? She treated her like her own little baby-constantly teasing her, protecting her, and making sure she ate, rested, and didn't wander off alone.
But neither of them knew that Rajasthan had something-or rather, someone-waiting for her.
He was the Rajasthan Hukum.
A feared mafia king. A powerful CEO. A man born into royalty, power, and danger. Cold eyes, an intimidating presence, and a heart that had long forgotten what softness felt like.
Their first meeting isn't romantic.
It's unexpected.
She sees him as a terrifying, arrogant man she wants to stay far away from.
He sees her as a strange, shy girl who somehow manages to disturb the peace of his perfectly controlled world.
Their love won't happen overnight.
It will begin with small encounters, stolen glances, silent concern, playful arguments, and feelings neither of them is ready to name.
She came to Rajasthan to discover its history...
But she never expected to become a part of one.
Hindu × Muslim.
Mafia King × Student.
CEO × Simple Girl.
Cold × Shy.
Royal Rajasthan × A girl who came to admire its history.