It was almost 10 at night when Mahir arrived at Shishmahal, Ajmer, after traveling from Delhi. Just as he was about to step inside, a woman appeared at the entrance. She was in her fifties, dressed in a white and blue saree, her hair tied in a loose bun. No makeup adorned her face, but her aura alone carried the weight of power and respect. She was Rajmata Shivanya Agnihotri.
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He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was realโraw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knewโฆ it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldnโt afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you donโt know who I amโฆ or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didnโt shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. Thatโs it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didnโt leave her. It stayedโsettled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days leftโฆ and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distantโbut filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worseโฆ what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clearโIsha wasnโt the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. โ โ โฎ โ ห๏ฝก๐ฆน โ๏ฝกยฐโฉ Anirudha x isha Anisha Anirudha x isha Anisha โงหยฐ๐ท๐ถโ ห๏ฝกโเญจเญงห
She was a guardian of the law, while he was its merciless broker. She pursued justice in the courtroom, draped in a black advocate's robe, armed with logic, evidence, and unwavering conviction. He delivered justice in the shadows, wearing the same dark coat, but his verdict was written in blood and silence. Both believed in justice- just not in the same way. She was chaotic and outspoken, a fearless voice that refused to be silenced. He was cold and restrained, a quiet observer whose silence spoke louder than words. If she was the sky then he was the soil They were never meant to cross paths. They were opposites in every conceivable way. Yet when their worlds collided, something unspoken and inexplicable began to take root between them. He carried the turbulence of a haunted past, and somehow she became the solace he never believed he deserved.
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