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As he approached, he cast a lingering gaze over me, a captivating look. Meanwhile, I found myself fawning over him, struggling to find the right words. Rudra's intense gaze softened into a warm smile as he approached. "You look absolutely.. heart-stopping, Bhigi Billi," he complimented, his voice a low, intimate whisper that made butterflies dance in my tummy. I'll ignore the fact that he called me bhigi billi. Baad mein inka sar phoodungi. (I'll bash his head later.) My cheeks flushed, and I managed a shy smile in response. I stammered a heartfelt "Thank you, Patidev," feeling a bit self-conscious under the weight of his gaze. His expressions, though intense, held a certain intimacy that made the room feel smaller, like it was just the two of us in that moment. As he stepped closer, he gently whispered, "You've taken my breath away." The sincerity in his voice stirred something within me, making my heart race. "I should be the one saying that," I replied, trying to keep my composure, but my voice carried a hint of vulnerability. Rudra's hand reached up to tenderly brush a loose strand of hair from my face, and his thumb traced a gentle line along my cheek. The room seemed to fade away as he leaned in, his lips near my ear, and whispered, "Rab ne bana di jodi?" His eyes fixed on the vanity mirror. Looking at us. I looked at the mirror in front of me. We both together looked perfect indeed. Sach mein rab ne bana di jodi. .・。.・゜✭・. Meet Rudra Pratap Rajvansh, the dashing and responsible CFO of Rajvansh Co., and also the handsome Prince of Udaipur. Rudra hides a secret - he's hopelessly in love with his best friend, Roohi Sharma, a captivating young woman overflowing with wit, beauty, and wisdom. She's an exceptionally talented aspiring designer who has just embarked on her career at the renowned Sabyasachi label. .・。.・゜✭・.
Khamma Ghani ☀️
