" The darkness closed in around him, like a shroud of silence. Veeranshu's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. Groggily, he sat up, trying to shake off the haze in his mind. Where was he? How did he get here? The last thi...
As we arrived at the venue, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. The grand hall was buzzing with activity, paparazzi flashing cameras and reporters clamoring for attention. Veeranshu helped me out of the car, and I felt a surge of pride as he offered me his arm, guiding me through the throng of people.
The sudden flurry of camera clicks and questions from the paparazzi was overwhelming. "Mr. Veeranshu Rajput, who is the lovely lady accompanying you tonight?" "Is this a new romance brewing?" "How long have you two been together?"
Veeranshu smiled charmingly, his eyes never leaving mine, as he replied, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mahira , a very special person in my life. And let's just say, tonight is a night to remember."
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The paparazzi continued to snap photos, and I felt like a celebrity, with Veeranshu by my side. The crowd parted, and we made our way into the venue, the flashbulbs and questions fading into the background as we entered the elegant ballroom.
As we walked in, I noticed the surprised glances from the guests, clearly not expecting Veeranshu Rajput to arrive with a companion, especially not one as unknown as me. But Veeranshu held his head high, his confidence and poise unwavering, and I felt grateful to be by his side, sharing in his glory.
As we entered the grand ballroom, I was struck by the opulence of the Indian royal aesthetic theme. The hall was transformed into a majestic palace, with intricate gold and silver decorations, lavish fabrics, and exquisite artwork adorning the walls. The atmosphere was electric, with the who's who of society, celebrities, and influencers mingling and posing for photos.
I felt like a small fish in a big pond, surrounded by so many famous faces, but Veeranshu's strong presence beside me made me feel more at ease. I couldn't help but wonder, though, who this Dev Singh was, the mastermind behind this extravagant event. He had truly outdone himself.
As we made our way through the crowds, I noticed a subtle shift in attention. Eyes began to turn our way, and whispers started circulating. "Who is she?" "Veeranshu Rajput's new interest?" "The kingmaker has arrived..."
I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I realized the attention was directed at us. Veeranshu's dominant aura was unmistakable, his confidence and power radiating like a palpable force. He was the kingmaker, the one who could make or break reputations with a single nod. And I was standing beside him, basking in the glory of his presence.
Everyone was looking at us, and I knew in that moment, we were the center of attention. The paparazzi snapped away, capturing our every move, as we made our way through the sea of faces. I felt like a queen, with Veeranshu as my king, and the world at our feet.
As we navigated the crowded ballroom, it became clear that everyone was vying for Veeranshu's attention. It was as if his presence was a rare and precious commodity, and people were eager to bask in his glory. I whispered in his ear, "Veeranshu, I need to use the restroom," and he leaned in close, his voice low and husky, "Be careful, Mahii. I don't want you out of my sight for a moment."
