In Rudaraksh's office
The study was dimly lit, the air heavy with tension. Rudaraksh sat at his massive oak desk, files strewn across it. His sharp eyes darted over documents while his voice thundered across the room, barking orders at his staff. Anxiety hung thick as everyone around him scrambled to avoid his wrath.
The door creaked open, and in walked Dev with his usual confident stride. Rudaraksh, already prepared to unleash his fury on whoever dared to disturb him, froze mid-breath when he saw his childhood friend. His face softened-only slightly-before he leaned back in his chair, watching Dev approach.
Dev: "Kaisa hai? Aur bhabhi kaisi hain? Main toh abhi tak unse mila bhi nahi!"
"How are you? And how's sister-in-law? I haven't even had the chance to meet her yet!"
Rudaraksh's lips curled into a faint smile at the mention of Aarohi.
Rudaraksh: "Sab theek hai."
"Everything's fine."
He chuckled lightly, though his tired eyes betrayed his exhaustion.
Rudaraksh: "Tu toh shaadi ke baad se hi country se bahar hai. Main kya karu?"
"You've been out of the country ever since my wedding. What can I do?"
Dev (grinning, his voice teasing):
"Woh toh hai. Par ab aa gaya hoon na. Ab zaroor milunga bhabhi se."
"That's true. But now that I'm here, I'll definitely meet sister-in-law."
A shadow of annoyance crossed Rudaraksh's face.
Rudaraksh (grumbling):
"Sab meri wife se kyun chipakte hain?"
"Why is everyone so obsessed with my wife?"
Dev smirked, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Dev: "Accha bata, ab tak virgin hai ya gaya?"
"Alright, tell me-are you still a virgin, or have you finally let go?"
Rudaraksh's sharp gaze turned into a death glare.
Rudaraksh: "Saale, teri toh!"
"You idiot, I'll kill you!"
But Dev wasn't one to back down. Laughing shamelessly, he pressed on.
Dev: "Sach bata yaar. Teri shaadi ko chhe mahine hone ko hai. Tune bhabhi ko propose kiya bhi hai ya nahi? I mean, formality hi sahi karni padti hai."
"Be honest, man. It's been six months since your wedding. Have you even proposed to sister-in-law? I mean, you've got to at least go through the formalities!"
Rudaraksh sighed, leaning back in his chair as he ran a hand through his hair.
Rudaraksh: "Nahi. I love her, and she knows that."
"No. I love her, and she knows it."
Dev slapped his forehead dramatically.
Dev: "Gadha ka gadha hi rahega tu!"
"You'll always be an idiot, won't you?"
Shaking his head, Dev muttered to himself before looking back at his friend.
Dev: "Mujhe hi kuch karna padega."
"Looks like I'll have to step in."
But before he could say more, Rudaraksh leaned forward, his expression darkening.
Rudaraksh: "Tu kuch mat kar, saale. Sunne mein aaye meri shaadi toot gayi, aur maine tera murder kar diya, toh samajh lena meri jaan ke liye tha. Main khud kar lunga."
"Don't you dare do anything, idiot. If I hear rumors about my marriage breaking and your murder, just know it was for my love. I'll handle it myself."
Dev grinned slyly, catching onto the possessive note in his tone.
Dev: "Jaan, haan?"
"Oh, jaan (beloved), huh?"
Before Rudaraksh could retort, Dev whipped out his phone and started making calls.
Dev: "Sab kuch arrange karvao. He's finally going to propose to her."
"Get everything ready. He's finally going to propose to her."
Hanging up, Dev turned back, his teasing smirk intact.
Dev: "Tu toh bada fast nikla! Mere aane se pehle tujhe yaad bhi nahi tha, aur abhi tune plan bhi bana liya."
"You're surprisingly quick! Before I arrived, you didn't even think about it, and now you've already made a plan!"
Rudaraksh (rolling his eyes):
"Chup kar, drama queen. Aur haan, aaj toh meri wife se nahi mil sakta, lekin tere liye ek kaam hai."
"Shut up, drama queen. And no, you can't meet my wife today, but I have a task for you."
With a serious expression, Rudaraksh reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a photo. He slid it across the table towards Dev.
Rudaraksh: "Mujhe yeh ladki chahiye. Yaad rakh, Virender ismein involved hai. Aasaan nahi hoga. Lalit mahino se isse dhoond raha hai, lekin ab tak mila nahi. Iske maa-baap ko nark pahuncha diya gaya. Ab iski baari hai."
"I need this girl. Remember, Virender is involved in this too. It won't be easy. Lalit has been searching for her for months but hasn't found her yet. Her parents have already been sent to hell. Now it's her turn."
Dev's expression turned serious as he picked up the photo, studying it carefully.
Dev: "Sab theek hai na?"
"Is everything alright?"
Rudaraksh: "Sab theek hai."
"Everything's fine."
After explaining the situation, Rudaraksh watched as Dev stood, a determined glint in his eye.
Dev: "Tu tension mat le. Main apni team ko active karta hoon. Dekhta hoon yeh chipkali kis diwaar mein chipki hai."
"Don't worry. I'll activate my team and figure out which wall this lizard is hiding on."
He smirked, slipping the photo into his pocket.
Dev: "Aur haan, bhabhi ko kehna unka devar jaldi milne aayega."
"Oh, and tell sister-in-law her brother-in-law will be coming to meet her soon."
With a quick, brotherly hug, Dev walked out of the room, leaving Rudaraksh alone in his thoughts.
After sometime
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The afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the college campus as Aarohi waved goodbye to Tara, her friend. "Bye, Tara!" she called out with a forced smile, masking the storm brewing within her. Turning to Shera, the loyal bodyguard assigned to her, she spoke with a voice that brooked no argument.
"Shera Bhaiya, take me to your boss's office," she commanded.
Shera hesitated, his loyalty to Rudraksh battling with the authority Aarohi carried in her tone. "But, ma'am... he-" he began, but her sharp glare cut him off mid-sentence.
"Shera bhaiya," she said, her voice icy, "matlab mujhe. Why the office? I mean, Boss has told me to take you-"
Before he could finish, Aarohi's tone turned colder. "Aap leke jaayenge ya main khud jaaun?"
"Will you take me, or should I go myself?"
Shera swallowed hard, instantly realizing something was wrong. Aarohi's fiery demeanor was enough to make anyone think twice about questioning her. Nodding silently, he pulled out his phone and discreetly sent a message to Rudraksh: "Ma'am is asking me to take her to your office. Something seems off."
The car ride to Rudraksh's office was tense, the silence heavy with unspoken words. Aarohi's gaze remained fixed on the window, her mind swirling with thoughts and questions. When they arrived, she didn't wait for Shera to escort her. She stepped out and walked briskly into the office building, her heels clicking against the marble floor.
Everyone in the building knew Aarohi. She was Rudraksh's wife, the one woman no one dared to cross. Her presence commanded respect, but today, it commanded fear. With every determined step, the employees parted like the Red Sea, not daring to stop or question her.
The door to Rudraksh's cabin was slightly ajar. Inside, Rudraksh sat at his desk, engrossed in paperwork. He didn't look up immediately; he didn't need to. There were only two people in the world who entered his cabin without knocking-his wife, Aarohi, and his best friend, Dev.
The moment Aarohi stepped in, he sensed her presence, her perfume lingering in the air. Before he could greet her, she stormed toward him. Without a word, she settled herself on his lap, her movements firm but gracef
Aarohi stepped out of the car with determination etched across her face. The air around her felt charged as if the universe itself held its breath in anticipation of her next move. Without hesitation, she strode purposefully toward Rudraksh's cabin. The aura she carried was enough to silence anyone who dared to approach her.
Startled, Rudraksh leaned back slightly, his brows arching in surprise. "Jaan?" he asked softly, his voice tinged with confusion and concern.
Before Rudraksh could utter a single word, Aarohi closed the distance between them. Her eyes, burning with an intensity he had never seen before, locked onto his. She didn't stop until she was by his side, and to his utter astonishment, she sat down boldly on his lap. Her delicate hands cupped his cheeks, forcing him to meet her gaze.
"Rudra," she whispered, her voice trembling yet commanding, "hamari aankhon mein dekhiye."
"Rudra, look into my eyes."
He froze. For a man who thrived on control, her sudden proximity and the raw emotion in her voice unsettled him. Still, his lips curved into the faintest of smiles, one born of admiration and a hint of disbelief. "Haan," he murmured, his voice soft yet firm, "hamesha aapki aankhon mein dekhta hoon, Jaan."
"Yes, I always look into your eyes, my love."
His words, spoken with the weight of affection, held a tenderness that made Aarohi's heart flutter. Her cheeks flushed with warmth, but she refused to be distracted by the emotions swirling within her. Instead, she leaned in closer, her resolve unwavering.
"Aap hume batkaiye mat, aur chup-chap yeh sab formal baatein band karke yeah bataiyee apne Komal aur uske Papa ke saath Kya kiya?"
"Don't hide things from me, and stop these formal talks. Why are you doing all this with Papa without telling me?"
Rudraksh didn't reply immediately. His silence wasn't avoidance; it was the result of an internal storm raging within him. His hands rested tentatively on her waist, as if grounding himself in her presence.
Aarohi, now visibly frustrated, tightened her hold on his face, her brows knitting together in anger and vulnerability. "Boliye!" she demanded, her voice quivering with unshed tears. "Kuch toh kahiye, Rudraksh."
"Speak! Say something, Rudraksh."
Her desperation struck something deep within him. Slowly, he exhaled, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Jaan," he said softly, his voice laden with emotion, "aapne hi toh kaha tha... chup rehna kabhi kabhi zaroori hota hai."
"My love, you were the one who said... sometimes silence is necessary."
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Here's the rewritten version of the scene in a descriptive and novel-style manner, making it vivid and emotionally engaging:
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The air in the room grew heavier as Aarohi's glare bore into Rudraksh, her fiery gaze demanding answers. "Ab insaan chup-chap kaise baat karta hai, yehi toh soch raha tha?" she said, her voice sharp and cutting.
"Now you must be wondering how someone stays silent like this, isn't it?"
Rudraksh's calm demeanor faltered as he met her intense gaze. His playful smirk faded, replaced by a seriousness that matched hers. Aarohi's patience had snapped, and Rudraksh knew better than to test her.
"Bataiye, ab?" she said, leaning closer, her tone laced with frustration.
"Tell me, now?"
His expression hardened as he finally spoke, his words deliberate and measured. "Haan, maine kiya," he admitted, his voice steady yet cold. "Aur ab woh log zinda nahi bachenge. Main khud jaunga unhe aur uss Komal ko sabak sikhane."
"Yes, I did it. And now, they won't survive. I'll personally deal with them and that Komal."
Aarohi's heart skipped a beat at the venom in his words. She had seen this side of Rudraksh before, the one that left no room for mercy, but it never failed to shake her. Gathering her courage, she shot back, her voice trembling with anger, "Himmat kaise hui ushki? Aapne hamare rishton ko aise zaleel karne ki!"
"How dare she? How could you disgrace our relationship like this?"
For a moment, Rudraksh froze. Her words, sharp and piercing, cut through the storm of his anger. He immediately sensed the vulnerability behind her fury. Without a word, he reached out, pulling her into a tight embrace. "I'm sorry, Jaan," he murmured, his voice breaking, "I'm really, really sorry."
Aarohi stiffened at first, her anger not yet extinguished, but his warmth began to seep through her defenses. Slowly, she relaxed in his arms, her breaths uneven. She whispered, her voice softer now, "Rudra, unhe chhodiye. Apne already unhein unki saza de di. Jo ushne kiya, woh bas jealousy mein tha. Ab sab theek hai. Please, bas chhodiye."
"Rudra, let it go. You've already given them their punishment. What I did... it was just out of jealousy. Now everything's fine. Please, let it go."
Rudraksh pulled back slightly, his hands cradling her face. His eyes softened as he studied her expression. "Bachha," he said tenderly, his voice almost pleading, "please don't ask me to do something you just order my goddess. Okay, my Jaan?"
. Okay, my love?"
Aarohi sighed, a faint smile tugging at her lips despite the tension. She placed her hands over his and nodded, a small gesture of trust. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Rudraksh smiled at her, his lips brushing against her forehead in a soft kiss.
For a moment, the storm seemed to settle. Aarohi felt his arms tighten around her, anchoring her to him. She let her head rest against his shoulder, her anger melting away. But then, as the silence stretched, she felt his gaze. Looking down, she realized their intimate position-herself seated on his lap, his hands firmly holding her at her waist. Embarrassment flushed her cheeks as she tried to shift.
"I... I should go," she stammered, moving to get up.
But Rudraksh tightened his hold, pulling her back. "Yeh kaisa , Jaan?" he teased, a playful smirk returning to his lips.
"How can you leave me like this, my love?"
He leaned in, his intent clear, but just as his lips were about to brush hers, a sharp knock on the door shattered the moment.
Both of them froze, the spell broken. Aarohi turned to glance at the door, her heart still racing. Rudraksh groaned in frustration, muttering under his breath, "Kisne disturb kiya?"
"Who dared to disturb us now?"
The tension lingered in the air as they waited to see who had interrupted their moment.
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