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M A H I R A

The Agnihotri empire was established during the era of Shivay Agnihorti's ancestors. At 18, he assumed control of the family businesses from his father and later tied the knot with the daughter of his father's business partner, who had been betrothed to him at the tender ages of 5 and 2, respectively. Devika Agnihotri was embraced as the daughter-in-law at 20. Being the sole offspring, Shivay received much adoration and reciprocated the same to his wife. Their love mirrored the profound bond between the sun and the moon, where the sun willingly set every night to allow the moon to shine.

After a year of marriage, they welcomed their first son, Shyam, who was showered with immense love by his parents. Three years later, they were blessed with twins, Samrath and Revati, making them a joyous yet formidable family. As Shyam matured, he assumed control of the business alongside his brother. All three siblings were united in marriage on the same day as ordained by the priest. Subsequently, Devika's two daughters-in-law entered the family fold, while Revati married her former adversary turned spouse, Brandon Pearl Arner, whose father was once again a business associate of Shivaay.

In the following years, the family welcomed the arrival of Kavya, Agastya, and Aryan.

However, amidst the seemingly idyllic scenario, a single misstep by Shyam shattered numerous lives - his 19-year-old son, his wife, his grieving mother who lost her husband, and his sister who also lost her spouse, leaving Aryan fatherless.

Are they only them???

Amidst the aftermath, Shyam found himself estranged from the rest of the Agnihotris, facing their collective disdain, including his own son's animosity towards him. A decade of animosity has festered within the family since that fateful mistake.

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At the Police Station>>>

Agastya was looking at the woman in front of him who was leisurely using her phone. Each minute he looked at his watch it was 4.45 and the bharath will arrive at sharp 7.00

Rohit who's the police officer who accompanied Navya to the Agnihotri mansion entered the interrogation room followed by other higher officials, Reyansh, Vedant and Aryan.

She stood up while the officials apologized to Agastya.

"What have you done? Why aren't you answering the calls?" the DSP roared at her.

N A V Y A

"This is a country called India where we have frequent power cuts. So how can the landline work?"

"What about your phone" The person I slapped before asked with a sly smile.

With a laugh, I answered,"How do I charge the phone? in water?"

Rohit and the inspectors laughed while the rest fumed in anger.

"Leave him now," DSP Sir murmured, his face displaying obvious dread as he studied Maheshwari's tightened jaw.

"I ain't holding him, sir," I stated, holding up my hand.

They began to leave after SI walked up and returned his phone and etc. I remembered something and walked up to them.

"I fulfilled my challenge. It's your chance now, Mr. Mafia," I said.

I hate calling his name! Like what's his relationship to me? NOTHING

He threatened me that he would be out in an hour and that I would be losing my job before we even made it to the station, which was around twelve. Unfortunately, I too challenged that I would keep him for five hours, and it currently is five o'clock. I'm not afraid of losing my work. He can never make me lose it.

"I'll make you lose as I promised," he said with a smirk, trying to intimidate me.

Oh, bad move!

"I'm waiting," I waved goodbye and head in Rohit's direction. During the ride, I casually mentioned, "Dare Completed."

I was startled when he abruptly stopped the car, but the seat belt prevented me from jumping in my seat.

"Just for a dare!" he exclaimed in disbelief, realizing that I had planted the drugs."You planted the drugs right?"

Leaning in closer, I traced his jaws and whispered near his lips, "The one and only."

Mature Content🔞

The air was thick with anticipation as our lips met in a passionate kiss. I moved my hands towards his hair, running my fingers through the soft strands as I pulled it softly, eliciting a low moan from him. He traced his lips along my jawline, leaving a trail of fire in his wake before finding my lips once again.

Our tongues danced together as he explored every inch of my mouth, tasting every edge and corner. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest as our bodies pressed together. I traced my fingers down his back, feeling the muscles tense under my touch.

Rohit pulled away, leaving us both breathless. We rested our foreheads together, our breath mingling as we looked into each other's eyes. With husky passion in his voice, he said,

"I can't wait to call you my biwi" (wife)

"Even I can't wait to call you my husband," I answered, my voice barely above a whisper.

As we drove on, Rohit remarked, "Still can't believe you took this dare so far."

"If I take a dare, I'll see it through till the end. That's N-,"

"Navya"

He completed my words. Obviously, he's used to it since we have a deep connection from college days.

My soon-to-be husband

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As soon as Agastya returned home his family embrace him with tears of joy.

"Let me quickly freshen up. Bas thoda time lagega" (It will just take some time)

He quickly bathed to not delay more his sister's marriage. Dressed in a pearl white sherwani with intricate embroidery, styled with churidar pants and a dupatta

He consoled his emotional mother who was in tears. Agastya and Aryan completed the specific rituals, leading to the bride's send-off.

Kavya shed a few tears and kissed her brothers' foreheads. She bid tearful farewells to her family. When it was her Dadi's turn, she cried even more. Reyansh stood by her, trying to stop her tears.

"As I said, find brides for my brothers so you can tease them and have a good time," they all chuckled, happily sending off their daughter.

Reyansh nodded to his brother-in-laws as they gently pushed the car, sending the bride and groom off to Maheshwari Villa.

Like a transformer, Aryan and Agastya's expressions turned serious as they made their way to the study room.

"Her name is Navya Desai. She's 28 years old. We couldn't find much about her family; I believe she's an orphan. The intriguing part is she's engaged to Rohit Obrerio, her childhood friend and an ACP."

Agastya was nodding his head but all his focus was on the projector which displayed all of Navya's pictures in western attire. Unintentionally, he whispered "beautiful" when a photo appeared of Navya in a simple white Kurta top, oxidised jhumka, blue jeans, and hair casually tied in a messy bun.

He slammed his fist on the table when a picture of Navya and Rohit's car kiss from today appeared.

"That was taken today," Aryan pointed at the kissing picture, noticing his brother's change in emotions. He carefully observed what his brother was thinking.

When his phone rang, his thoughts were interrupted. He saw it was the DCP. "Yeah?"

Now it was Aryan's turn to slam his fist. "Are you not following orders? I told you to dismiss her, so what are you all doing?" He yelled.

After the call ended, he threw his phone, shattering it into pieces, while the maid serving tea trembled slightly but managed to control herself.

"Kya hua?" (What happened)

"They said they can't dismiss her."

"Aur aisa kyun hai?" They looked towards the doorway and saw Samrath and Revati raising their eyebrows. (And why is that)

"Because she's the niece of the DIG."

Revati frowned and said, "Yuvraaj bhai sa ke bhatije." (Niece of brother Yuvraaj?)

Samrath was lost in thought and said, "I think it's his sister, Radha's daughter."

"The one who was away from the family?" Revati asked, and Samrath nodded.

"That proves her guts," Revati smirked and went to inform her family about Navya's identity.

Aryan was growing irritated by his mother and uncle's casual conversation. "So we're not going to take any action?"

"Yes, that's the end of the discussion," Agastya responded, rising from his seat. When Aryan went on, he stopped.

"But why, bhai? We can't go lenient with her just because of Yuvi uncle."

Without making eye contact, Agastya explained, "You see how connected our family is to Yuvraaj uncle and his favours,"

Knowing that Yuvraaj's favours were gratuitous, Aryan stopped before continuing, "So about that woman-"

"I said I wouldn't involve Yuvraaj uncle, but I didn't mention anything about her," he interrupted.

Aryan smirked, as the maid overheard the conversation nervously.

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Afterwards, Agastya excused himself, claiming to have urgent work to do and left with the bodyguards trailing behind him.

He made his way to his office. The employees witnessed guards dragging a severely beaten coworker to the CEO's office.

Agastya selected a weapon in the darkroom and asked the man why he had duped them for the sake of money.

"Just because she offered you a greater price, you decided to deceive us?"

Agastya brutally stabbed him in the hand. He offered the man pain and left him with a shiver down his spine. Exposing a psychotic side buried beneath his endearing façade. Although he was bare chested and his abs was on full display, making him look attractive. However, if you look closely, you can detect his psychotic leer.

In order to avoid disclosing his sadistic mindset to his mother, he stripped off his kurta as she would inquire how there were bloodstains on it.

A song was played by Agastya on the TV. He swung back and forth in sync to the rhythm. He slashed the blade around, chopping off each limb as he tilted his head to the left and right.

He was served a glass of Barolo by the guard. Ever since their business associate invited him to over to dinner upon their visit to Italy, he gradually became a fan of it. Agastya closed his eyes savouring the shouts and stabbing noice. When he saw the scenario where Navya had challenged him, a smile crept on his face. However, that vanished when the image of the couple kissing entered his mind.

"Rest in hell, Kunal" he screamed while penetrating the knife in Kunal's mouth imagining him to be Rohit

"Die, Die, Die, Die."

"Fucking Asshole," he declared rubbing Kunal's blood on his face and imagining how good Rohit's blood would feel.

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A R Y A N

Although the woman who slapped me is the niece of Yuvi's uncle, my family is laughing at her bravery, blah blah blah.

Gosh, darn it!

When I moved to the garden, I saw that the workers were taking down the decorations. Maybe I walked to the edge of the pool to catch a glimpse of those seductive blue-grey eyes. She was there, as expected, taking down the decorations attached to the pillar while standing on a little stool. She continued to reach, and I chuckled when she attempted to jump at that precise moment, she slipped.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

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