Rajkumari : His Only Reason For Living

Rajkumari : His Only Reason For Living

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Sitting on that bench, lost in my own mess... I turned around- and saw a princess laughing like the world was hers. Abhimanyu, a boy from a poor family, carries the weight of his parents' dreams as their only hope. Amaira, a strong and kind girl from a wealthy background, stands by him through every struggle. While he fears failure and the burden of expectations, she becomes his biggest support. In the middle of studies, pressure, and dreams, their friendship slowly turns into love. Rajkumar: The Only Hope is a story of sacrifice, ambition, and a love that believes even when everything feels uncertain.
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He stepped into her space, forcing her back until the wall met her spine - cold, unforgiving. His eyes darkened, sharp and demanding, yet his voice stayed low and controlled. One hand rested at her waist, steady, possessive enough to make her breath hitch. "H-he's just my... my friend," she stammered. His jaw tightened. "I don't care who he is," he said quietly. "He crossed a line." His hand shifted slightly, enough for her to feel the intent without the act. "He touched you." Their faces were barely an inch apart now. "I don't give permissions lightly," he continued, his voice dangerously calm. "And he didn't have one." Her pulse raced. "H-He just moved it away... it was getting in the way of my project," she said, forcing the words out. "Why are you so angry? What... what do you want?" A slow smirk curved his lips. His gaze lingered for a moment longer than it should have before returning to her eyes, making her feel seen in ways she didn't want to admit. "What do I want?" he murmured. She swallowed hard. "Tell me to stop," he said softly. She didn't. The silence between them grew thick - heavy with everything, neither of them dared to say out loud. -ˋˏ ༻❁✿✧𑁍❀༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁✿✧𑁍❀༺ ˎˊ- He was the dangerous kind of irresistible... She was the calm, chaotic force he couldn't resist. A fleeting glance in the chaos of a crowded room. A night full of secrets and unspoken desires. Thrown into an arranged marriage, Advik's possessiveness was intoxicating. His teasing, his jealousy... every touch, every whispered command pulled her closer, until desire burned hotter than she ever imagined. But in a world of mafia power, family lies, and hidden enemies, trust was fragile... And hearts were easy to break. ❁Troupes❁ Arranged Marriage Mafia Alpha Protective Male Lead Jealousy & Obsession Slow Burn Romance Childhood Connection Family Drama Rivals & Secrets

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