VEILED IN HIS POSSESSION
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When Aarvi Thakur a soft-spoken, middle-class girl steps into the grand Rathore Haveli as the wife of Abhimaan Singh Rathore, she doesn't expect to become the heartbeat of a man feared by many and loved by none.
Between royal traditions, silent battles, and hidden betrayals, love blooms tender yet fierce. Abhimaan's protectiveness becomes Aarvi's strength, while his world slowly bends around her innocence.
But not everyone in the haveli wants their happiness to last... and behind those ancient walls, secrets breathe, waiting to test their love, loyalty, and fate.
Abhimaan Singh Rathore didn't share what was his and Aarvi was his entire world.
Dive into the story of Abhimaan and Aarvi !!!!!!
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