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Jaivardhan Singh Rathore the prince of Jaisalmer and the CEO of the Rathore group of industries is an handsome ,arrogant, rude businessman, but he has another side that only his close ones and loved ones know. A loving, caring, and jovial person. He was every girl's dream husband. Everything changed when his wife died during childbirth leaving a daughter behind. He shut himself from everything and committed himself to his daughter. Due to his parents' pressure and for the sake Jai Var of his daughter, he gave his consent for remarriage. He wants to marry a girl who would take care of his daughter as his own. As any girl would consider herself lucky to be his wife. For this, he sets a plan and executes it. Anaira is an intelligent, loving, caring, and easygoing orphan girl who lives with her father's friend. He considers her his daughter but his wife doesn't agree. She is pursuing an MBA degree and wants to complete her studies to find a decent job that would help her in leaving her uncle's house. Alas! Life doesn't go as predicted. She is dumbstruck when one day she comes to know that she is not a poor person who is pitied but tables have turned around and she is the lost princess. From rags to riches. Eventually both of them come together and unearth the secrets which were hidden in the Royal Chest. Secrets which would turn the course of their lives .
The crisp morning sun was rising and spreading its warmth. A handsome man in his jogging attire was running and enjoying the morning sun. Sweat was dripping on his chiseled sharp jawline. His charcoal hair was messy and sticky due to sweat. He wept his face with the towel.
He opened the black gate of a mansion. The immaculately and neatly trimmed mansion garden welcomed him. Huge trees surrounded the outer wall, blocking the view from outside. Seasonal flowers gave beautiful colors to the garden. Birds were chirping. Colorful butterflies were flying. There was a beautiful fountain in the middle of the garden, with a lady carrying a pot, from which water was flowing.
The view in front of him curved his lips in a huge smile. His parents with his two-year-old daughter in his mother's lap were sitting on the garden chair and having their morning tea. the garden chair and having their morning tea. He jogged to them.
"Good Morning mom and dad." He moved to his daughter who was wiggling in her grandmother's lap to attract her father's attention. She was nibbling the cookie.
"Good morning princess. I will shower and then play with you." He pecked her forehead and moved inside the mansion.
"Da...da... " She started crying. Her cheeks were red. Rani sa gave her a pacifier and distracted her attention from her father by showing her birds and butterflies that were just flying around.
"Kavya, look at those butterflies." She walked to the rare black rose on which a colorful butterfly was sitting. Princess Kavya tried to grab the butterfly.
In the meantime, Prince Jai Singh showered. His chestnut hair was neatly combed. Droplets were dripping from his hair. He wore his black yoga pants and white polo t-shirt. After getting ready, he went down to meet his daughter and have breakfast. He was famished.
" Good Morning buddy." He turned to the source of the voice and he was startled to find his best friend- cum -manager Arjun sitting on the eight-seater antique wooden dining table with a glass top. The table was filled with delicacies. His stomach grumbled at the sight of the food in front. His daughter giggled at the sight of his father. She lifted her hand and squealed to attract her father's attention.
"My princess." He picked his daughter. She hugged him and then peppered his face with wet kisses. He started tickling her.
"Da...da no." She spoke in between her laughs. He sat and made her sit on his lap. He started eating his food in between feeding his daughter.
"I will not be coming to the office today," Jai told Arjun while eating his food.
" Let me finish this yummy food first, then we can talk. Ma, today you have cooked. The food is so delicious. My stomach is full, still, I'm craving for more." Arjun wiped his face and picked up his coffee.
"You are such a foodie." Jai had an amused expression on his face. " We all eat to live but your life is food." He chuckled and gave Kavya a slice of Apple to nibble.
" Don't make fun of me. I love food and that is it." He took a sip of his coffee.
"Will you both stop your childlike behavior? You both are bantering like a five-year-old. " Raja sa spoke in a rather strict manner. Both the men were baffled by the tone of the elder man.
" Arjun, your guess is right. Today's breakfast was cooked by me. I don't know how you always recognize my cooking." Rani Gayatri Devi was amazed by this fact. They all chatted for some more time.
Kavya was getting cranky as she was feeling sleepy. Jai cradled his daughter in his arms and in no time she slept. Prince took her to her room. It was an average size room having a circular bed covered with a net canopy and curtains on the four corners. It had a dollhouse in a corner. There was a cot and a barbie print chair. The matching table and chair were kept on one side. A wall unit with a dresser occupied one wall of the room. The whole room was decorated in hues of pink. Even the sheer curtains were in the contrasting shade of pink. He laid Kavya on the cot and secured her. He positioned the baby monitor and then went out.
"Arjun, I am coming for the meeting." He tossed the phone on his bedside table and went inside his walk-in closet. His things were neatly arranged. Formal on one side and informal on the other side. He took out a navy blue suit with a white crisp shirt and a matching striped tie.
After getting dressed he went in search of his mother to inform her about his departure to the office. He knocked on his parent's room. His mother opened the door and shifted to the side for him to enter.
" Ma, I'm going to the office. Kavya is sleeping in her room. I have fixed the baby monitor. I will be back in the evening." Jai stood up to go when his father Yash came.
" I'm coming with you. My presence is required in this meeting." Yash gestured to his wife to give him the file and his office bag. Father and son duo walked out.
The driver opened the door. Jaivardhan opened his laptop to review the important aspects of the deal. He was engrossed in his work that he didn't realize that they had reached it.
They went directly to his office where Arjun was waiting for them. They joined him.
"Jaivardhan, the associate from The Royal Orchid will arrive in a little while. Have you read the contract papers? Arjun inquired to which Jai nodded.
The office phone buzzed announcing the arrival of their business associates. They went to the boardroom. The meeting started. The marketing head gave his presentation. Everyone in the room was enticed by the presentation. They were happy and the deal was latched with the signature of both parties.
" This needs a celebration," Arjun announced in a chirpy tone. They walked to Jaivardhan's office.
"Of course, this indeed needs celebration." He walked to the window and unrolled the blinds to let in the evening sunlight. His dad sat on the receiving chair opposite his son's chair. Arjun stood at the side of the table.
The office was decorated in contrasting colors of blue and gray. It was giving a warm and cozy feeling.
" Celebration would take place this Saturday after the arrival of Rahul and Rashi. I have a surprise for you, Jai ." Yash had a mysterious glint in his eyes and winked. His son was amazed by his father's act. They got up to leave as Jai was missing his daughter and also his employees had already left for the day.
Raj, a handsome, smart, arrogant, jovial guy who loves music, is the CEO of the Kapoor chain of hotels and industries and has a beautiful sister and a loving mother. He falls in love with his beautiful secretary Sujata and marries her. Sujata is a beautiful, intelligent, manipulative, and witty girl. Unintentionally Raj is to be blamed for Sujata's father's death. Under mysterious conditions, he dies just after his marriage. With Raj out of the picture, Sujata gets the opportunity to avenge her father's death, and she manages to snatch everything from Raj‘s sister. Sujata even manipulates Raj’s sister Simmi and marries her to her brother Naman, who is a widower and has a son. After Raj’s death, Sujata gives birth to his son, Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu, like his father, loved music and was gifted with a melodious voice. Destiny brings him back to his native place where his path is crossed by his long lover Pankhuri. Even Simmi meets her long-forgotten love, Sanjay. Nature takes its course and Abhimanyu remembers his past birth and comes to know the secret of his death. Will he be able to avenge his death and disclose how he died? Will Simmi reunite with her lover? Let us go through their journey to know the answers.
Viren the ML of the story who doesn't believe in romantic commitment. Living in NYC for a long time and his past experiences gave strength to his belief. He is the only son of the biggest industrialist Rai Bahadur. He is the CEO of the company. He is a ruthless businessman for the outer world but was very considerate and loving where his family matters or the persons he loved were involved. Viren is the most desired bachelor. He was tall and well-built with sharp features. Girls would die to have him. Due to his past baggage, he didn't have faith in commitments, love, and marriage. Priya, a middle-class girl, and assistant to Rai Bahadur was a chirpy, soft-hearted girl who could do anything for her family. She was a beauty with brains. She was fair with big doe-like eyes, thin pink lips, and long black hair. What will happen when both of them are tied in a contract marriage for one year.? One can not control whom to fall in love with, and the same happens with them. They fell in love with each other. Oblivious to each other 's feelings, they continued their awkward, unwanted relationship. Circumstances take a turn and they decide to dissolve their marriage. With mutual consent, they file for divorce. After being separated they realize their feelings. Will they continue divorcing after realizing their feelings or would they come together? "Why are you so skeptical since the morning You can share your problems with me" "It is nothing, Viren Ji. Just a little bit " "Priya, you know you can trust me. Maybe we can help each other." "I didn't get what you wanted to confide in." "Tell me your problem then only I can give you a solution." "My sister is pregnant and her in-laws want five million and then only they will take her back. My brother is in his final year, which makes me the only bread earner of the family. Not only this last month my father suffered a stroke so his medical expenses are there. My salary barely meets the end. I had applied for a loan but today the bank has rejected it as there was nothing to give them as security." she spoke in between the sobs. Just then the server arrived with their order. Priya composed herself. The food was served. Priya ate only a little bit; she was way too depressed to eat but Viren forced her to eat. Viren ordered dessert for both of them. " Priya, I can arrange for the money you need. For that, you have to marry me on paper. Rest now as you were the one handling it for me. Dad is in critical condition and his only wish is to see me settled. You can think it over and reply to me in the next two days. As I had said we both can help each other only if you want." Join their journey of twists and turns to know about them.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.