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"Azad Uncle told me about us." Aarunya scoffed mentally. Azad Akhtar, The most trusted man of the Rajputs, especially of Trayaksh. One of the rare people who this monster really respected. And she knew very well that Azad had fed Trayaksh white lies about her being the beloved wife, and them being an enigmatic couple together. She mentally rolled her eyes and sighed. Her life was like a tragic novel ahhh more like a dark romance till yet and here they are, with a plot twist and now it feels like a drama theme, only the ITV Indian background music was missing..

His unusual strength, his sharp features and his calm face were the prominent marks of a great king. With final whimpers, his cries ceased and his face was calm once more. His tiny eyes shut in deep sleep. His mother stared at the child and asked, "Girja daai, what happened to him now?" "Looks like..." "Khamma ghani...Baujiraj Udai has won the war. He has killed his uncle!" Exclaimed a servant from the threshold of the room. Jaivantabai's face lit up like a beautiful lamp. Tears of joy moistened her eyes as she shut them praising and thanking her Giridhar Gopal.

Tunde said, making Iyunade raise her eyes from the book. Her eyes widened as she saw him staring right at her. She didn't know when she started biting her lips and the reaction was caught by Tunde who stirred in his chair. What is he doing here? Iyunade panicked. She immediately cleared her throat. "Yes, it's a very nice book. Have you read it?" "Hmm. Yes, I have." "Nice. I didn't expect you to be a novel type, especially a genre like this," Iyunade said.

Adyant's apology still lingered in her mind like a gentle breeze on a summer day. She couldn't help but wonder if it was a genuine gesture or just a momentary slip of tongue. As they approached their estate, Adyant's phone buzzed with an incoming message from Vidyut. "Hey, buddy! Tonight was epic, yaar! You and Veda, quite the dancing duo! You look so perfect together. Lucky you. Langoor ke haath mein angoor Oops I mean Veda.” Vidyut had directly called him a primate too with a smirk emoji which felt like someone was rubbing salt on Adyant's wound.

His grandfather must be just exaggerating. "Hello," Luna called. Yudha is still busy typing for Ayu. "Hay!" Luna exclaimed slightly rising. Nothing response from her husband. "Sir!" "Yes! Dont you can wa ... wa ... waaait?!" Sayudha gaped. His voice that was originally rising suddenly shrank and almost disappeared. His confidence in his wife's unremarkable face was instantly shrunk and broken. That girl, the veiled woman he had married turned out to be really as beautiful as an angel. He never had seen such beauty. Is she mixed? Not a local mix but international! Luna's beauty exceeds Yudha's standards.

He also is not one of my favorite persons in the world. Udar is light skinned, 6-feet-tall has a lean build and black hair. He is of Pakistani heritage but was born and raised in London and like Ismail moved to America to attend university when he was 18. “We did not,” I say confused. “No, we did not,” Ismail says. “You guys sure did,” Udar says smiling while taking a seat. “Whatever. See you later, Ismail,” I say, stepping out of his office.

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