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At just 29, he's the commanding CEO of Ksheer Group of Hospital & Private Limited, a legacy his father built from dust and despair. Once a renowned cardiac surgeon, he traded the scalpel for strategy, stepping into the corporate world with a vengeance to expand an empire born from blood and brilliance.
But the boardroom isn't the only place he holds power. Behind the calm facade lies a dark legacy - a ruthless mafia lineage that still runs deep in the underworld. His name, whispered with fear, is enough to end wars before they begin.
Royal by blood, dangerous by destiny - he is the current King of Ajmer, yet rules his world from the heart of Delhi.
He loves horses and horse riding also swordsmanship Just like king you know
He is the preserver like Vishnu for those he loves,
And like Narasimha, the destroyer of all who dare cross him.
โHe wore stillness like a crown, but behind it, lightning waited for his command.โ
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She likes greenary ๐๏ธI'll become green forest for her so, that she find her home in my embrace ๐๐๐๐
"Every empire needs its empressโฆ and trust me, even my crown feels incomplete without you standing beside me."
She is not my claim she is my devotion which I want toย worship in every life of mine
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โI donโt need to swoop in to save youโฆ youโre strong enough to handle any storm, arenโt you? ๐ But stillโwhether you notice it or notโIโm always thereโฆ wrapped around you like a warm blanket, guarding you from every cold touch the world dares to send your way.๐ฅโ๏ธโค๏ธโ
Ohh... Baby itna gussa sehat ke liye hanikarak hai
Are not you ๐คญ
Dr. ๐ฃ๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ง - the name itself holds weight, derived from the divine - "the creator, the protector, the destroyer." At just 26, she carries that legacy with effortless grace. And true to her name, she is all that and more.
A cardiac surgeon by profession, she doesn't just save lives - she commands the heartbeats she repairs. In the sterile walls of the operation theatre, she is precision incarnate. Outside, she walks with an aura that turns silence into reverence.
What most don't know is that behind the curtain of her quiet existence, she is the hidden CEO of a self-made empire - Shanti'hi Hospital and Private Limited. A chain of hospitals spread like a healing web across the nation, built for the , she carries that legacy with effortless grace. And true to her name, she is all that and more. broken and voiceless, those who cannot afford the weight of healthcare expenses. A sanctuary for the suffering - just like the woman who created it.
Though composed in public, around those she trusts, she's a little chaotic - warm, witty, even unexpectedly playful. Her walls lower, her laughter surfaces, and the fire in her becomes something softer. She's still a force, but one that dances instead of commands. Her silence turns into music - not absence.
She is also the elder princess of the Rajput family - born of regal blood, raised with quiet discipline, along with playfulness of siblings
A classical Kathak dancer, she doesn't perform for the world. She dances only when her soul screams - not for applause, but for healing. Her feet speak when her lips cannot. Her every spin, every footwork, is poetry born from pain and peace alike.
With a calm and composed demeanor, she speaks only when needed - but when she does, even the devil pauses to listen. Her silence isn't weakness; it's restraint. A storm held back by choice, not lack of power.
She is the kind of woman who rose from a dark past - one that shattered most, but sculpted her. Fire didn't burn her; it forged her. Pain didn't break her; it birthed purpose. She doesn't flinch in chaos; she thrives in it.
They call her the walking, talking goddess - a vision of ethereal beauty, with a fair complexion that glows like moonlight and eyes that seem to know stories no one dares to tell. But beauty is just her outer shell - her true magic lies in her soul.
She is Mother Nature's lover - nurturing to the broken, healing to the scarred. She finds her peace in the wilderness, in rustling leaves and silent skies. Where others seek escape, she finds home. Her presence alone can heal wounds the world cannot see.
She is not just the lead in this story.
She is the storm it's built around
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โAre re ....So tell meโฆ will you turn into a green forest? ๐ฟ Becauseโif I get lost in the jungleโthen who will come to save me ...ha ? After allโฆ at the last moment, even the gods forgetโฆ that their dearest devotee is calling out to them."
Ahhhhh...... ๐ก You chhachundar admi I don't need your garding ab jao yahan se.ย .......๐ย Shuhhh.... Shuhhh....
Yakkkkk๐คข..... don't call me that I am not any small baby ๐ฅ
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ย ย ย ๐ผ"Character Tropes"๐ผ
Ruthless Protector โ Protect herself
โฆ Majestical Royalty x Simply Royal โฆ
๐ฅPower โ Power ๐ฅ
ย He fell first โharder.
๐ Miss TigressโMr. Chhachundar๐
๐คPowerful peace โChaotic peace ๐๏ธ
ย ย Start with Bossโ Employee
End with Handpump โand its pipe
Miss Doctor ๐ฅฐ โ Kyaa.. hai!!!๐ก
Slow burn and its mystery takes lots of patience to handle
This story contains suspense, thrill, romcom,and little touches of your dark fantasy ๐
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Toh apni kurshi ki peti bandh lijiye kyonki is yatra ka rolarcoster handle karna har kisi ke bas ki baat nahi...... sorry jokes apart but I'll try my hundred percent to provide you best content.
Thank you...๐ฅฐ
Your lovely author
~ srii
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