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____________@UTHOR'S POV:-
The dimly lit office was quiet, save for the occasional tapping of fingers against a keyboard and the low hum of the air conditioner. Mr. Rajawat sat behind his polished oak desk, his eyes narrowed as he read through some documents. The silence, however, was broken by the sound of a knock at the door. His secretary entered, her heels clicking softly against the floor.
"Mr. Rajawat, I have some news," she said, handing him a file. "The Singhaniya family will be attending the party in three days."
A slow smirk crept across Mr. Rajawat's face. He leaned back in his chair, fingers laced together in a calm yet menacing gesture. "The Singhaniya family, huh?" he murmured under his breath, as though savoring the words. "Perfect timing."
The secretary hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Sir, the invitation has already been extended. It's just a matter of their confirmation now."
"Good," Mr. Rajawat replied, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Inform my younger brother that it's time for him to come back. It's the right moment. Tell him I'll need him here in the next two days."
The secretary nodded, quickly turning to leave. But just before she closed the door, Mr. Rajawat spoke again, his voice cold and final.
"Make sure he knows—no excuses. I need him here."
Once the door shut, Mr. Rajawat picked up the phone, dialing an unknown number. His finger tapped impatiently against the receiver as he waited for the call to connect. When the person on the other end finally answered, a smile spread across his face, dark and knowing.
"I've got everything in place. Now I just want you here in two days. No more excuses, you understand?" he said, his voice low and commanding.
The conversation was brief, and when it ended, Mr. Rajawat's eyes gleamed with a sense of anticipation. Everything was coming together—just the way he had planned.
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Meanwhile, across town at the Singhaniya family's private business suite, Aarav and Ravi were in the middle of an important discussion. The three of them—Rudra, Aarav, and Ravi—were seated around a large conference table, papers scattered in front of them. The atmosphere was professional, but as usual, there was a casual camaraderie between them. The brothers, despite their often serious business roles, had always been able to relax when it came to each other.
"How's everything going with Tech-High?" Ravi asked Rudra, leaning back in his chair. Ravi was the more easygoing of the three, always up for a joke and a little teasing, but he was also sharp when it came to business.
Rudra's eyes flicked toward his younger brother before answering. "Everything's fine. We're on track with the launch, but there's some restructuring happening. Gotta keep an eye on it."
"Of course," Aarav chimed in, raising an eyebrow. "I think you're trying to make it sound more complicated than it really is. You've been running both Singhaniya Enterprises and Tech-High for years now. Shouldn't be a problem."
Rudra chuckled, leaning forward, a glint of seriousness in his eyes. "Well, it's never that easy. You know how it goes—everything seems smooth until it's not. Just keeping my head in the game."
Ravi, always the one to break the tension, leaned over and nudged Rudra. "Speaking of heads in the game," he said with a sly grin, "How's the 'head' of your household doing?"
Rudra froze for a second, an amused look creeping up on his face as he glanced at Ravi. "What do you mean by that?"
Aarav gave a teasing smirk, catching onto the conversation. "We're talking about your wife, Rudra. Or should I say... your soon-to-be wife?" he teased.
Rudra rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. "You guys are relentless. I already got my girl in my life. What about you two? Still living the single life?"
Ravi chuckled, shaking his head. "You've got it all figured out, huh? I'm still out here looking for the right one."
Aarav leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "The 'right one'?" he teased, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "How do you know when you've found her, huh, Ravi?"
Ravi chuckled, rolling his eyes. "I don't know, Aarav. But I'm not just going to settle for anyone, you know? I'll know when it feels right."
Rudra gave a small, knowing smile. "Let me guess—you want someone who can challenge you, keep you on your toes, huh?"
"Exactly," Ravi replied with a wink. "I need someone who knows how to handle me. Not just anyone who'll say 'yes' to everything I do."
Aarav chuckled. "Good luck with that. But hey, maybe you're right. Someone who pushes you can be... interesting. I guess that's how you know when it's the real thing."
Rudra glanced at his younger brother, sensing something deeper behind his words. "And you, Aarav? Still playing the 'mysterious' card?"
Aarav shrugged with a grin. "What can I say? Life's too short to settle down too early. I've got time. Besides, I'm more focused on building my career right now."
Ravi raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you're telling yourself? Or are you just avoiding the 'one' because you're too afraid of getting too attached?"
Aarav's smile faded slightly, but he quickly recovered. "I'm not afraid of anything, Ravi. I just know when the time is right."
Rudra, sensing the slight tension, decided to shift the conversation. "Alright, enough of the personal stuff. Let's get back to business. We have a meeting in half an hour with the client at Singhaniya Hotel. We'll talk about all this 'love life' nonsense later."
Ravi laughed, tossing a crumpled piece of paper at Rudra. "Fine, fine. But you're the one who started it, Mr. Married Man."
The brothers shared a laugh, the mood lightened once again. But there was an unspoken bond between them, a sense of understanding that, despite their joking, they were all deeply invested in their futures. Whether it was business, love, or life, each of them knew that they had each other's backs, no matter what.
"Alright, let's head to the meeting," Rudra said, standing up and brushing off his suit. "We've got work to do."
As the three of them walked out of the conference room together, a feeling of unity filled the air. They were brothers, partners in business, and, despite the teasing, always there for one another.
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Back at the Singhaniya estate, as Rudra's mind remained focused on work, the shadow of Mr. Rajawat's plans loomed in the distance. The rivalry between the two families was deepening, and with the upcoming party, it was clear that this battle was far from over.
But for now, the boys were just that—boys, enjoying their time together before the storm would inevitably come.
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The clock in the conference room ticked loudly in the otherwise quiet atmosphere as the trio walked towards the Singhaniya Hotel for their next big meeting. The streets outside were bustling with activity, but inside the sleek, high-rise building, the air felt different—charged with anticipation. As Rudra, Ravi, and Aarav made their way down the hall, their voices grew quieter, becoming more focused on business.
"We've got the presentation in about an hour," Rudra said, glancing at his watch. His voice was calm, but there was an underlying edge to it. As much as he enjoyed moments of camaraderie with his brothers, when it came to business, his seriousness took over.
Ravi stretched his arms behind his head, walking alongside his elder brothers. "We've been over the numbers, and the projections look good. I think they'll like what we have to offer."
Aarav, always the more reserved of the three, nodded in agreement. "We're prepared. But we also need to make sure we stay ahead of the curve. Singhaniya Hotels has always been about more than just luxury; it's about creating an experience. We can't afford to let anyone outdo us."
Rudra's lips curled into a small smile, his gaze sharp and calculating. "I agree. But we've always been the leaders in innovation, haven't we?"
Ravi smirked, nudging his brother. "That's right. You've got your 'head of the family' persona down. But don't forget, Rudra, you've got an entire team backing you up. We'll make sure the meeting goes smoothly."
The bond between the three brothers was palpable, built over years of shared experiences and mutual respect. They were business partners, but they were also friends—each playing their role in the Singhaniya empire, making sure that no matter how much the world around them changed, their legacy would stay intact.
As they entered the hotel's grand lobby, they were greeted with warm smiles and nods from the staff, all of whom were accustomed to the presence of the Singhaniya family. The atmosphere shifted from casual to professional as they were ushered to the meeting room, where the client awaited them.
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Meanwhile, in another part of the city, the tension was rising. Mr. Rajawat sat in his office, brooding over the plans he had set into motion. His mind wasn't just focused on the upcoming party, nor on the Singhaniya family's impending arrival. There were bigger plans afoot, and he was willing to do whatever it took to ensure his success.
His office, dimly lit and decorated with sleek, modern furnishings, stood in stark contrast to the warmth of the Singhaniya Hotel. Mr. Rajawat's demeanor, always cold and calculating, matched the intensity in his eyes as he stared out of the large window, looking down at the bustling city below. His mind raced as he thought about his next move.
"Ravi... Aarav... Rudra," he murmured under his breath. "You think you're untouchable, don't you? But just wait. Things are about to change."
His younger brother, who had been summoned to return to the city, was due to arrive in two days. Mr. Rajawat had always relied on his brother's skills, but this time, he had a much bigger plan—one that would shake the Singhaniya empire to its very core.
The phone rang, pulling him out of his thoughts. Without hesitation, he answered, his voice smooth and professional. "Yes?"
"Mr. Rajawat, everything is in place. We've confirmed the Singhaniya family's attendance at the party," the voice on the other end said. "We'll be able to execute the plan as soon as they arrive."
Mr. Rajawat's lips curled into a sinister smile. "Perfect. Just as planned. Make sure everything goes according to schedule. I won't tolerate any mistakes."
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Back at Singhaniya Hotel, the meeting had begun. Rudra, Aarav, and Ravi were seated at a long, polished table, facing the clients. The atmosphere was serious, but there was an air of confidence around the brothers. Rudra spoke first, his voice clear and authoritative.
"As you know, Singhaniya Hotels has always prided itself on providing the best. We don't just want to be a place where people stay—we want to be a part of their experience, creating memories that last a lifetime."
Aarav picked up where his brother left off, adding, "Our goal is to elevate not just the accommodations, but every aspect of the experience. From dining to entertainment, we want our guests to feel that Singhaniya Hotels is synonymous with luxury and innovation."
Ravi, ever the smooth talker, chimed in, "We're not just about business. We're about relationships. And that's why we're confident that our new proposal will not only meet your expectations but exceed them."
The clients nodded, impressed with the brothers' professionalism and vision. The meeting continued, but there was an undeniable chemistry between the Singhaniya brothers and the clients. Their connection was clear—each one knew the importance of making their vision a reality.
But as the meeting progressed, Rudra's thoughts were elsewhere. In the back of his mind, he couldn't help but wonder about the plans Mr. Rajawat had in motion. The rivalry between their families had never been a secret, and he knew that this party would only escalate things. But for now, he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.
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As the meeting drew to a close, the brothers exchanged a few words in private before heading out.
"We nailed it," Ravi said, grinning. "I think they're sold."
Aarav smiled slightly, always more reserved in his praise. "We still have to seal the deal. Let's make sure we stay ahead of the competition."
Rudra nodded, his mind focused. "Agreed. But there's something bigger at play here, and we need to stay vigilant. Mr. Rajawat isn't someone to take lightly."
Ravi raised an eyebrow. "What's this about Rajawat now? Always the brooding one, huh, Rudra?"
Rudra shot him a look, his gaze hardening. "I'm not brooding. I'm being cautious. There's no telling what he's planning."
Aarav glanced between the two of them, sensing the tension in the air. "We'll keep an eye on him. But for now, let's take a breather. We've got a few days before the party."
Ravi shrugged. "A few days is all we need. Let's enjoy it before things get more complicated."
As the three brothers walked out of the hotel, their minds were preoccupied with the future. The Singhaniya legacy was in their hands, but with every step they took toward success, there were enemies watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.
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Back at the Singhaniya estate, Rudra's thoughts were on Anaya. Despite the tensions brewing around him, his heart softened when he thought of her. It had been a whirlwind, but everything was falling into place. She was his, and no matter what obstacles lay ahead, he would make sure she was safe.
As he entered the house, the sound of laughter filled the air. His family was gathered in the living room, but his eyes immediately searched for Anaya. His gaze softened when he found her, sitting with Ria and Komal, laughing over something one of them had said.
There was a calmness in the room, a sense of normalcy that he cherished. But as the days passed and the party loomed closer, Rudra knew that the calm was only temporary. The storm was coming, and when it did, he would be ready.
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The crisp afternoon sun streamed through the curtains of the Singhaniya mansion as Anaya and Ria prepared for their day out. Excitement buzzed in the air as they stood in front of the mirror in Anaya's room, picking out outfits and debating accessories.
Anaya had chosen a soft peach blouse with delicate lace detailing, paired with high-waisted white trousers that gave her a polished yet relaxed look. Her wavy hair was swept to one side, cascading over her shoulder, and she wore pearl studs that added an elegant touch to her appearance. Her makeup was subtle—a hint of blush and a swipe of gloss that caught the sunlight.
Ria, on the other hand, opted for a casual yet stylish outfit—a baby blue crop top with puffed sleeves tucked into a flowy floral skirt. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, with a few loose strands framing her face. She had a playful charm in her choice of accessories, including tiny hoop earrings and a dainty necklace.
"You think this is too much?" Ria asked, twirling in front of the mirror.
Anaya laughed. "You look perfect, Ria. Now let's hurry before we're late."
As they left the mansion, Ria whispered to Anaya, "Are you sure Janvi will be okay with everything you're going to tell her today?"
Anaya hesitated for a moment, but then her face lit up with a warm smile. "She deserves to know, Ria. She's one of the few people I trust, and I want her to feel included. Besides, this isn't just about secrets—it's about making her feel like she belongs."
The café they had chosen was cozy, with an inviting aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods filling the air. The decor was rustic yet modern, with wooden tables and large windows that let in natural light. Anaya and Ria found a corner booth, their favorite spot, and settled in while waiting for Janvi.
When Janvi arrived, she stepped into the café hesitantly, her shy demeanor evident in the way she clutched her bag and glanced around. She wore a simple lavender kurti with white leggings, her hair neatly braided down her back. Her soft features and wide eyes gave her an innocent, approachable look.
Anaya waved her over, and Ria chimed in with a cheerful, "Over here, Janvi!"
Janvi smiled timidly and made her way to the booth. As she sat down, Anaya noticed her nervousness and reached out to place a comforting hand on her arm.
"You don't have to be so formal, Janvi," Anaya said gently. "We're here to have fun, okay?"
Janvi nodded, her smile growing more confident. "Thanks, Anaya. I was just... surprised when you invited me. You and Ria are so close, and I didn't want to intrude."
"Nonsense," Ria interjected. "We wanted you here. Today's a girls' day, and you're part of it."
The waiter came by to take their orders—iced lattes for Anaya and Ria, and a warm cappuccino for Janvi. As they waited for their drinks, the conversation flowed easily, mostly about work and lighthearted topics. But Anaya knew she needed to steer it toward the deeper truths she wanted to share.