Family Introduction

Raghuvanshi family

Grandfather: Adivardhan Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation:Former Prime minister

Grandmother:Mrinalni Devi

Father:Ishvardhan Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation: current prime minister

Mother: vaishali Ishvardhan Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation:runs fashion related companies

Uncle :yugvansh Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation: Investorer of real estate

Wife: vamika yugvansh Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation:bussiness partner of
vaishali

Children:Ishani and Devansh

Uncle:Aryaveer Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation: Finance minister

Wife:Rajnandni Aryaveer Singh Raghuvanshi
Occupation:former Actress

Children : Aradhya, Aayush

Person Assistant:Adhiraj Sisodia (31 years old)
Bestfriend:Avyukt Kapoor (34 years old)

Shekhawat family

Grandmother:Zivika shekhawat

Step father:Viraj shekhawat
Occupation: chairman of billion dollar company

Biological mother: Avni shekhawat (before rajput)
Occupation:formar Accountant currently house wife

Step sister:Myra shekhawat
Step brother:kairav shekhawat

Friends: Vaani Oberoi
Shanvi Mehra (childhood )

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A contract called love

“Hold my hand.” It wasn’t a request. Cameras flashed like lightning, voices crashing over each other, my name tangled with his in headlines that had already decided our story. I leaned closer, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Zyran Wilson didn’t look at me. His jaw was set, expression carved in stone for the world to admire. “Smile,” he murmured, low enough that only I could hear. “You look like you want to run.” “I do want to run.” His fingers tightened around mine. “Too late,” he said. “You started this.” The words hit harder than they should have. Started this. Right. Because one mistake… one stupid moment where I thought he was someone else… and suddenly I was standing here, dressed in a life that wasn’t mine, playing a role I didn’t audition for. “Just remember,” I whispered, tilting my head like I was leaning into him for the cameras, “this is fake.” That’s when he finally looked at me. And for a split second… something cracked. Not anger. Not annoyance. Something darker. Something that didn’t belong in a fake anything. “Is it?” he said quietly.*his eyes bore into mine* My breath hitched. Flash. Flash. Flash. To everyone else, we looked perfect. Untouchable. Meant to be. But his thumb brushed against my wrist—slow, deliberate, like he was memorizing the pulse there. And suddenly… This didn’t feel like a mistake anymore. It felt like the beginning of one. How it is guy's!!? “You’re not just reading this story… you’re shaping it with me. So tell me—what did you love? What didn’t hit? Votes and suggestions are always welcome 🤍”

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Family Introduction

Tara Mishra

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A contract called love

Tara Mishra