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The sun cast a warm glow over the majestic city of Udaipur as Ishani wandered through the bustling streets, her heart heavy with the knowledge that this was her last day in the place she had come to love so dearly over the past month. 

She took in the sights and sounds of the vibrant city, knowing that soon she would be trading them for the romantic allure of Paris.

As she walked, memories of her time spent working with her idol, Amrita Pratap Singh, flooded her mind. 

The fashion house had been a whirlwind of creativity and inspiration, and Ishani had relished every moment of it. 

But it wasn't just the work that had made her time in Udaipur so special; it was the bonds she had formed with the Singh siblings.

Vyom and Yuvika had become her closest friends, their laughter and camaraderie lighting up even the darkest of days. 

And Yuvaan, with his quiet wisdom and gentle guidance, had become her most trusted advisor.

But amidst the warmth and affection of the Singh family, there was one person who was conspicuously absent from her thoughts – Yashvardhan Pratap Singh. 

Ishani couldn't deny the pull she felt towards him, the way her heart skipped a beat whenever he was near. 

She had tried to push her feelings aside, telling herself that she was not meant for love, that her past mistakes had tainted her soul beyond redemption. 

But Yashvardhan had stirred something within her, something she couldn't ignore.

As Ishani wandered through the lush rose garden of the Paradise Mansion, she couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the beauty surrounding her. 

The vibrant colors of the roses danced in the gentle breeze, their fragrance filling the air with sweetness. 

She traced her fingers along the velvety petals, a smile playing on her lips as she marveled at the variety of hues and shapes.

Lost in the serenity of the garden, Ishani was unaware of the eyes that watched her from a distance, drinking in her every movement with a mixture of longing and desire. 

Yashvardhan stood on the balcony of his room, his gaze fixed on the girl below with an intensity that bordered on obsession.

For the past fifteen days, he had been consumed by thoughts of her, his mind constantly returning to the memory of their first meeting. 

He had tried to push her out of his thoughts, to focus on his responsibilities, but she had wormed her way into his heart, refusing to be ignored.

Yashvardhan was no stranger to the darker side of life; he had built his fortune on the back of his ruthless ambition and cunning intellect. 

Love had never been a part of his plans, a weakness he could ill afford in his cutthroat world. 

But then Ishani had walked into his life, a whirlwind of blue eyes and fiery spirit, and everything had changed.

He knew he should stay away from her, that getting involved with someone like her could only lead to heartache and disaster. 

But try as he might, he couldn't deny the pull he felt towards her, the way she awakened something primal within him that he had long thought dormant.

As Ishani continued to wander through the garden, Yashvardhan made a decision. 

He couldn't fight this any longer; he had to have her, consequences be damned.