The golden rays of the sun peeked through the curtains, softly illuminating the cozy bedroom. Rudaraksh stirred awake, feeling a familiar warmth nestled in his arms. Opening his eyes, he found Aarohi peacefully asleep, her head resting on his chest. A tender smile graced his lips as he admired her serene face. Unable to resist, he gently kissed her forehead, careful not to wake her, and whispered, “Meri jaan...” ("My love...") before slipping out of bed.
After an intense session, he returned to find Aarohi standing by the mirror, brushing her hair. She looked radiant, her beauty captivating him all over again. Silently, he walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
“Good morning, Mrs. Rudaraksh,” he whispered in a deep voice, pressing a soft kiss on her shoulder. Aarohi's cheeks turned pink as she smiled shyly at his reflection in the mirror.
Before she could respond, he turned her around and held her close. “I missed my morning dose,” he said teasingly, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss. Aarohi’s cheeks flushed crimson, and her heartbeat quickened.
When Rudaraksh loosened his hold on her waist, she took the opportunity to escape. She turned away quickly, her laughter echoing through the room as she darted out.
Downstairs, Aarav and Aarushi noticed her flushed face and couldn't resist teasing her. Bhabhi maa, why is your face so red these days? What's going on?” Aarushi asked with a mischievous grin.
Aarohi, flustered, stammered, “I-it's nothing!”
Before they could tease her further, Rudaraksh’s father walked in, his calm yet firm voice cutting through the playful banter. “Don't tease my daughter,” he said with a protective smile.
Aarohi greeted him respectfully. “Good morning, Papa,” she said warmly.
“Good morning, beta,” he replied, patting her head affectionately.
Moments later, Rudaraksh descended the stairs, freshly showered, his damp hair tousled. His sharp gaze landed on Aarohi, who was trying to avoid his eyes. Smirking, he walked over to her.“Morning, everyone,” he said casually, though his eyes lingered on Aarohi’s flustered face. Aarav and Aarushi exchanged knowing looks, barely suppressing their laughter, while Aarohi quickly busied herself, trying to hide the shy smile that tugged at her lips.
After finishing the breakfast with lot of teasing and fun
Raghav said,Aarohi beta Rudaraksh Here’s your revised and translated version with added fun and charm:
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Raghav: Aarohi beta, Rudaraksh doesn’t trouble you, does he?
Aarohi: No, papa, there’s nothing like that.
Rudaraksh: Papa, why don’t you ask me too?
Raghav: What’s there to ask you? You’re not the one getting troubled.
(Rudaraksh murmurs to himself)
Rudaraksh: He’s my father, but he never takes my side. And now he’s brought this Ace, the little troublemaker, into our house too.
(Just then, the maid walks in with Ace, the adorable puppy. Ace, as soon as he spots Aarohi, rushes to her. Aarohi bends down, scoops him up in her arms, and gives him a kiss on his tiny nose.)

Aarushi: Bhabhi maa, look at my brother! He’s so jealous. I think he’s about to kidnap Ace to keep him away from you!
Aarohi (teasingly): You don’t know your brother, Aarushi . He’s the king of jealousy!
Aarav: Bhabhi maa, don’t say that, or he might send Ace back with the maid like last time. Remember what happened?
(Everyone laughs as Raghav gets ready to leave.)
Raghav: I’ll take my leave now.
Aarav, Aarushi, and Aarohi: Okay, papa.
Rudaraksh (grumbling): Why don’t you take Ace with you too? This little puppy is always clinging to my wife!
(Everyone bursts out laughing again. Raghav pats Rudaraksh on the back.)
Raghav: Chup kar, khotya! (Shut up, you silly man!)
(Raghav leaves, and Rudaraksh, now burning with jealousy, glares at Ace.)
Rudaraksh (muttering): This little furball is stealing my jaan’s attention. I swear...
(He turns to Aarohi.)
Rudaraksh: Jaan, get ready. I’ll drop you at your class.
Aarohi (suspicious): What’s going on in his head now? (She murmurs to herself.)
Aarohi: No need. I’ll go with Shera bhaiya.
Rudaraksh (softly but firmly): Why with Shera? I said I’ll drop you, and that’s final.
(Aarushi and Aarav look at each other dramatically.)
Aarushi: Hmph! He never asks us if we want a ride!
Aarav: Exactly! Favoritism, I tell you.
Rudaraksh: You two want a ride? Forget it. The principal already complained about you both to papa. Should I tell him?
(Both immediately raise their hands in surrender.)
Aarav and Aarushi (together): Sorry, bhai! We’ll leave now!
(They quickly walk out, waving goodbye to Ace and their “bhabhi maa.” After they leave, Aarohi gently pets Ace and tells him to behave while she’s away.)
Aarohi: Take care of Ace, okay? (She heads off to get ready.)
(Meanwhile, Rudaraksh, still glaring at Ace, mutters under his breath.)
Rudaraksh: First, I’ll drop her at her class. Then, I’ll have a “chat” with this little troublemaker.
(The car moved steadily along the road, but Aarohi could sense something was off. Rudaraksh’s usual chatter was replaced with a brooding silence. She glanced at him curiously, but before she could say anything, he suddenly pulled the car to a stop on a deserted stretch.)
Aarohi (startled): Rudar, why are we stopping? We’ll be late!
(Without replying, Rudaraksh leaned over, unbuckled her seatbelt with swift precision, and in one smooth motion, pulled her into his lap. Aarohi gasped, her eyes widening in shock as his arms locked securely around her waist.)
Aarohi: Rudar! What’s gotten into you?
(He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, his lips brushing her skin as he placed slow, lingering kisses that sent shivers down her spine. His voice was low and filled with possessiveness when he finally spoke.)
Rudaraksh: Stay away from Ace.
Aarohi (confused): What? Ace?
(He pulled back slightly, his dark, smoldering gaze locking with hers. The jealousy in his eyes was unmistakable.)
Rudaraksh: That little puppy gets to sit in your lap, snuggle into you, and even steal your kisses. And what about me? Don’t I deserve some attention too?
(Aarohi stared at him in disbelief, her lips twitching as she fought back a smile. She placed her hands on his chest, trying to maintain her composure.)
Aarohi (teasing): You’re seriously jealous of a puppy?
(Rudaraksh tightened his hold around her waist, his voice growing softer but laced with frustration.)
Rudaraksh: Yes. I am. Because he’s stealing what’s mine—your time, your affection, your lap. I don’t like sharing you, Aarohi. Not with anyone.
(Aarohi’s heart melted at his words. She leaned in closer, her fingers gently brushing his jaw as she tilted her head to meet his gaze.)
Aarohi (softly): Rudar, Ace is just a baby. He doesn’t even know what he’s doing. But you... (She smiled mischievously.) You’re acting like a child right now.
Rudaraksh (firmly): I don’t care. I’m your husband, and I should be the one getting all your attention.
(Aarohi chuckled at his possessiveness, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to his cheek. Her voice was tender and reassuring.)
Aarohi: Fine, Mr. Jealous. From now on, you’ll get all the attention you want. Happy now?
(Rudaraksh smirked, his confidence returning as he leaned back slightly, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her waist.)
Rudaraksh: Almost. But first, I need to remind you who you belong to.
(Without waiting for a response, he captured her lips in a passionate kiss, his hand moving up to cradle her face as he deepened it. Aarohi’s breath hitched, but she soon melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck. The intensity of the moment made everything else fade away.)

(After a few moments, Aarohi pulled back, her cheeks flushed and her breath uneven. She playfully hit his chest, trying to steady herself.)
Aarohi: We’re going to be so late now!
Rudaraksh (grinning smugly): Worth it. And don’t think I’m done. When we get back home, I’m keeping you to myself for the rest of the day.
(He gently set her back into her seat, buckling her seatbelt as his fingers lingered on hers for a moment. Aarohi shook her head, a smile tugging at her lips as he started the car again. The air was still thick with unspoken feelings as they drove off, her heart warm with love for the man who could turn even jealousy into something so endearing.)
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(As Rudaraksh pulls up to the entrance of Aarohi’s class, he takes a moment to look at her, his gaze soft and filled with affection. Aarohi turns to him, smiling, but there’s a hint of teasing in her eyes.)
Rudaraksh (gently): Take care inside, Jaan. I’ll be here waiting for you.
(Aarohi smiles at him warmly, but before she can open the door, Rudaraksh leans over, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment. It’s a tender, loving gesture, but Aarohi immediately pulls back slightly, a playful frown on her face.)
Aarohi (teasing): Rudaraksh! You ruined my lipstick!
(Rudaraksh pulls away with a slightly surprised smile, his fingers brushing her cheek gently as he chuckles.)
Rudaraksh (laughing softly): Sorry, Jaan. I just couldn’t resist. You look perfect no matter what.
(Aarohi touches her lips in mock annoyance, but there’s a soft, affectionate smile playing on her face as she leans back in her seat.)
Aarohi (playfully): Now I’ll have to redo it, all because of you!
(Rudaraksh chuckles, clearly amused by her reaction.)
Rudaraksh: If it makes you feel better, I’ll take the blame for every lipstick mishap from now on.
(Aarohi laughs softly, shaking her head as she reaches for the door handle.)
Aarohi: You’re impossible. I’ll be back soon.
(She steps out of the car and gives him one last playful look before walking toward the entrance. Rudaraksh watches her go, a smile on his face, his heart lightened by the moment.)
At Rudaraksh office
(As soon as Rudaraksh settles into his office, the door closes behind him with a soft thud. The moment the door is shut, his demeanor shifts. He takes a deep breath and pulls out his phone, dialing a number with a sharp, commanding tone.)
Rudaraksh (coldly): Where the hell is Tina?
(He waits for a moment, his fingers tapping on the desk, irritation building in his eyes.)
Rudaraksh (voice growing darker): I want answers now. What the hell are you doing? And don’t give me any excuses. I need Tara found, now. And as for Komal and her father, deal with them. End it.
(There’s a pause on the line, the silence thick with tension as his subordinates respond. Rudaraksh’s jaw tightens, his gaze sharp as he leans forward in his chair.)
Rudaraksh (low, threatening): I don’t want to hear any more delays. Komal and her father are a threat, and they need to be eliminated. Do whatever it takes. I’ll be monitoring this personally.
(He listens intently for a moment, his fingers flexing as his anger simmers beneath the surface. His voice is cold and calculated, the man of power coming through without hesitation.)
Rudaraksh: Get it done. And don’t make me repeat myself.
(With that, he ends the call, his expression hardening as he leans back in his chair. His thoughts flicker briefly to Aarohi, but the business at hand quickly pulls his attention away. He’s always been able to compartmentalize, and right now, there’s no room for softness in his world of power and danger.)
(Rudaraksh sits at his desk, his expression turning cold and calculating as he pulls out his phone. His eyes narrow with frustration as he dials a number, his fingers gripping the phone tightly.)
Rudaraksh (with fury): What the hell are you doing? Where the hell is that bitch Tina?
(He listens for a moment, his voice growing darker as he speaks, the power in his words unmistakable.)
Rudaraksh (coldly): I want answers, now. Don’t tell me she’s still out there. You’re supposed to be keeping an eye on her.
(The person on the other end stammers through an explanation, but Rudaraksh cuts them off, his patience wearing thin.)
Rudaraksh (sharply): Enough. I want Tina found and brought to me. You’ll deal with Komal and her father too. No more mistakes. Make sure they don’t leave a trace.
(His tone is icy, filled with the authority and ruthlessness that comes with his role. The silence on the other end is thick with fear and obedience.)
Rudaraksh (low and menacing): If you fail, you won’t get another chance. Make sure it’s done.
(He hangs up without another word, the weight of his mafia world settling back around him. As he leans back in his chair, his mind shifts briefly to Aarohi, but he quickly pushes the thought away. His empire demands his focus now.)
(Aarohi walks into her class, and as she settles into her seat, Tara spots her and greets her with a teasing smile. She leans over toward Aarohi, clearly enjoying a playful moment.)
Tara (grinning): Well, well, look who finally showed up! How’s your ever-dashing husband today?
(Aarohi blushes slightly at the mention of Rudaraksh, her mind momentarily drifting back to their earlier moments together. She rolls her eyes, trying to play it off.)
Aarohi (laughing nervously): Tara, not today. Can we not talk about him for once?
Tara (teasingly): Oh, but I heard some interesting news. Komal—guess what? She was expelled today. And as for her father... he’s no longer the minister of the state.
(Aarohi’s heart skips a beat, her eyes widening in surprise. Her mind immediately begins to race, trying to process the shock of what Tara has just told her.)
Aarohi (shocked): What? Komal was expelled? And her father is... out of power?
Tara (with a smirk): Yep. Seems like the empire they built is crumbling. Talk about a downfall, huh?
(Aarohi’s mind goes blank for a moment, the news hitting her harder than expected. She never imagined Komal’s life could change so drastically, so suddenly. But then a thought flashes through her mind—one she can't shake off.)
(Her heart skips, and she tries to push the idea away, but it lingers. A deep sense of unease fills her as the pieces fall into place. Rudaraksh’s cold demeanor, his ruthlessness, and the subtle way he controls situations—could he have had something to do with this?)
Aarohi (whispering to herself): Could Rudaraksh be behind this?
(Her thoughts spiral for a moment, the idea growing more real in her mind. Komal had always seemed untouchable, her father’s powerful position acting as a shield for her. But now? Everything is falling apart for them. Could this be Rudaraksh’s doing?)
Aarohi (to herself, uncertain): It makes sense… he always takes control, handles things behind the scenes. He could have set all this in motion. Is this his way of protecting me, of eliminating threats?
(Aarohi looks up at Tara, trying to hide the conflict brewing inside her, but she can’t shake the feeling that Rudaraksh’s influence might be behind it all.)
Aarohi (calmly, masking her thoughts): I don’t know. It just feels like everything is happening so quickly. Is it really all over for them?
Tara (shrugging, unaware of Aarohi’s inner turmoil): Well, who knows? They probably have more to deal with than they ever imagined. But I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough.
(As Tara talks, Aarohi’s mind is elsewhere. She’s trying to piece everything together, but the nagging thought remains—Rudaraksh, her ever-powerful husband, has a way of controlling things from the shadows. Could he have orchestrated this to protect her, or was it something deeper?)
Aarohi (softly to herself): What have you done, Rudar?
(The bell rings, signaling the start of class, but Aarohi’s mind stays with the thought of Rudaraksh’s potential involvement. She can’t focus on the lessons ahead, her th
oughts consumed with the idea that everything unfolding around her might be tied to him.)
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