𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎|𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐞𝐭 & 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲

Rajveer Pov:

I sat comfortablely into the plush armchair in my room, I was engrossed in a heated discussion with my two closest friends and business partners, Karan and Aditya.

The topic of our conversation was hidden in an air of mystery, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation as I raised the cigar to my lips.

The smoke danced in the air as I asked, my voice low and measured, "So, what's the latest news about them?"

Karan's eyes locked onto mine, a hint of excitement flickering in their depths. With a swift motion, he opened his laptop, the screen casting a pale glow on his face.

"They're back," he announced, his voice barely above a whisper. "They're not dead."

I listened intently, my eyes never leaving Karan's face. The silence was palpable, heavy with the weight of unspoken implications. Slowly, I nodded, my mind racing with the consequences of this revelation.

With a deliberate motion, I removed the cigar from my lips and flicked it into the dustbin.

Aditya's voice cut through the silence, his words sparking a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"But I thought they said on the news that they died in that accident?" he asked, his brow furrowed in doubt.

I nodded slowly, my mind still shaken from the hints of Karan's revelation. It took me a moment to respond, but when I did, my voice was measured and deliberate.

"Yeah, that's what they said, but it's not like that. Look what they said and one more thing they dead but someone not ," I added, my eyes locked onto Karan's laptop screen.

Just then, the door open, and Kiara stepped into the room. Dhruv stood beside her, "Bhai, Maa said to get ready. The sangeet is in two hours," they spoke together at the same time.

I nodded, my gaze flicking towards Karan, who was staring at Kiara with an intensity that made my instincts prick up. I felt a surge of protectiveness towards my sister, and my eyes narrowed as I turned to glare at Karan.

"Dont stare her, Karan. She's not your type," I growled, my voice low and menacing.

Karan's expression was casual, but I could see the spark of interest in his eyes. "Who says she's not my type? Kiara likes me, Raj, and I..." He trailed off, his voice dripping with suggestion, but I cut him off before he could finish.

My tone was icy, my words laced with a warning. "Never even think about her, Karan Rajput. She's off-limits."

I watched as Karan, still annoyance and interest from our earlier conversation, disappeared into his room with Adtiya to get ready for the evening's Sangeet function. I couldn't shake off a feeling of unease, knowing that my sister would be at the sangeet and that Karan's interest in her was obvious.

As I made my way to my washroom, I took a deep breath, pushing aside my concerns, and focused on getting ready for the evening.

After a refreshing shower, I stood in front of the mirror, carefully combing my hair. A wave of nostalgia hit me, bringing back old memories. The dark blue sherwani I wore was a rare choice for me, but tonight was special.

Tonight, I wore it for the two women who meant the world to me - my mother and her "My Jaan"

Just as I was finishing up, my room was suddenly invaded by a chorus of laughter and chatter. My brother, Dhruv, and sister, Kiara, burst into the room, accompanied by my mother and Chachi.

My mother, beaming with pride, approached me and gently kissed my temple.

"Aaj meri akhri khwaish bhi puri hogyi Raj beta," she whispered, her eyes shining with happiness.

I smiled, knowing exactly what she meant. Tonight was a night of celebration, a night that marked the beginning of a new chapter in our family's life.

"Maa sa , firse wahi sabh baate," I said, attempting to brush off her emotional words.

But my mother's words were quickly echoed by my aunt, who happily agreed."Bhabhi, dekho toh humara Raj kitna handsome lag raha hai"

Dhruv agreed in with a mischievous grin. "Toh bhai, kiska hai?" he said.

Kiara, quick to defend me, shot back with a teasing remark, "Bhai, tu rende Raj bhai, tujhse jyada handsome hai. Aur rahi baat teri jispe tu line maar raha hai, vo tujhe ghass bhi nahi dalti."

"Now, stop," I said firmly, trying to maintain a stern tone. "And move out of my room."

As I took one last look in the mirror . I descended the stairs, I was struck by the vibrant colors and decorations that adorned the lawns. The stage was set, the lights were dimmed, and the DJ was spinning a lively mix of Bollywood tracks that had the guests swaying to the beat.

I spotted Karan in a sleek black kurta, his eyes scanning the crowd with an air of confidence that was unmistakable. My gaze drifted to the entrance, where Kiara my younger sister had just walked in with her friends.



I could feel the excitement in the air as I sat in front of the mirror, surrounded by the soft glow of twinkling lights and the cheerful sounds of laughter and music. My friends, Tanvi and Ishika, were carefully doing my makeup, their skilled hands working with precision to make me look stunning.

The table in front of us was a stunning spread of colors . Makeup brushes, lipsticks, and eyeshadows . Tanvi and Ishika flitted between the table and my face as they chatted and giggled.

They had been with me every step of the way, supporting me, encouraging me, and now, helping me get ready for the my sangeet function.

Tanvi picked up a delicate blush compact and gently applied the soft pink hue to my cheeks. Ishika stepped back, her eyes scanning my face as she nodded in approval. "Perfect!" she exclaimed, a smile spreading across her face.

I glanced at the clock, feeling a familiar pang of guilt. "I'm so sorry, guys," I said, "I'm running late... again!"

Tanvi and Ishika just laughed, their eyes sparkling with amusement. "We're used to it," Tanvi teased, winking at Ishika.

As they finished up my makeup I went to take my heels from the closet.

Tanvi's eyes sparkled with mischief as she teased, "Ishu, Raj bhai hi kafi hain sanu ko blush karwane ke liye." Her words hung in the air, dripping with playful.

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I slapped my forehead, laughing.

"Or teri baat bolu, Miss Adaa ji?" I winked at her, trying to avoid the attention.

But Tanvi was relentless. She ignored the nickname, her gaze never wavering.

"Umm, mere devar ke aage peeche jo ghum rahi ho vo," I stammered, my words trailing off.

Tanvi's lips curled into a sly smile. "Vo chuch...I mean, tera devar vo ghumta hai mere peeche naki?

Mei usake peeche nahi, mei tho usai ghas bhi nahi dalti." Her voice was laced with a casual nonchalance, but her eyes betrayed a hint of playful challenge.

The laughter died down, I turned my attention to Ishika, noticing that she had been quiet.

"Ishu, why are you so quiet?" I asked, my brow furrowed with concern.

"Is everything okay between you and...I mean, Aditya bhai?" I ventured, my voice laced with curiosity.

Ishika's gaze flickered towards me, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. She reached for her phone, her fingers moving deftly as she replied, "Yess, everything is fine between us, baby doll." Her tone was reassuring.

I nodded, taking her at her word. I glanced at my friends, I couldn't help but notice how stunning they looked. Tanvi and Ishika were both wearing two-piece lehengas, the glittery fabric catching the light as they moved.

With a final adjustment to their outfits, we made our way to the stage, where the sangeet function .

Tanvi and Ishika made their way backstage to prepare for their dance performance, I stepped out into the crowded room, surrounded by a lively group of people.



I moved through the crowd, greeting guests and talking about business with the many entrepreneurs present.

But then, she emerged, a vision in a light blue silk saree that perfectly complemented my own attire. The delicate fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her toned physique and leaving a trail of admiring glances in her wake.

The backless blouse, held together by delicate strings and featuring a V-neck, showcased her cleavage to perfection, sending a surge of possessiveness coursing through my veins.

I made my way towards her, excusing myself from my business partner, our eyes met, and for a moment, I felt like I was drowning in their depths.

She looked at me with a mixture of curiosity, as if she wasn't quite sure what to make of me. But I knew the truth - if we were alone, I would have devoured her whole, consumed by the fierce passion that burned within me.

I reached her side, my heart pounding in my chest, and felt an overwhelming sense of pride and ownership.

She was mine, my jaan, my sweetheart, and I would stop at nothing to protect her, to claim her as my own. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a sea of tension and desire.

I couldn't help but notice the way the men's eyes devoured her, their gazes lingering on her curves like thirsty wolves seeking to quench their hunger.

A surge of possessiveness coursed through my veins, and I instinctively wrapped my hands around her slender waist, pulling her close to me.

The gentle pressure of my fingers on her skin seemed to spark a jolt of electricity, and she leaned into me, her body molding to mine as if we were two pieces of a puzzle meant to fit together.

Without a word, I guided her towards the plush sofa . We settled in, our bodies angled towards each other.

As we both sat there, surrounded by the gentle hum of conversation and the soft strains of music, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction, knowing that she was by my side, and that I would do everything in my power to keep her there.

AUTHOR POV:

The lights on the stage flickered to life, the anticipation in the air became almost palpable. Aditya,his best friend and partner in crime, strode confidently onto the stage, his charismatic smile illuminating the space. By his side stood Ishika, her bright eyes sparkling with excitement as she clutched her microphone tightly.

The crowd erupted into applause as Aditya, with a mischievous glint in his eye, began to speak. "Ladies and gentlemen like me, esteemed guests."

he said, his voice booming through the microphone, "welcome to the grand sangeet function of my best friend, the dashing Rajveer Singh Rajawat, and his beautiful bride-to-be, the lovely Saanvi.

The audience responded with thunderous applause, whistles, and cheers, as Aditya and Ishika took a triumphant bow.

Aditya's voice cut through the din once more, his words dripping with warmth and sincerity. "Tonight, we gather to celebrate the union of two amazing people, and we're honored to have you all here to share in the joy. So, without further ado, let the music begin, and let's make this a night to remember."

As cheers erupted once more, the lights faded, and music drifted through the air, marking the start of an unforgettable night."

Ishika's voice rang out across the microphone, her words infused with excitement and enthusiasm. "So, without further ado, we welcome our two beautiful couples to the stage! Please put your hands together for Mr. and Mrs. Rajawat, and Mr. and Mrs. Chahuan!"

The audience erupted into applause as the two couples made their way onto the stage, their faces aglow with smiles. The music began, and the couples lost themselves in the rhythmic beats of the popular song "Jogi". The crowd cheered and whistled, urging them on as they danced with abandon.



( They are Mr and Mrs Rajawat and Mr and Mrs Chahuan)

But amidst all the revelry, one person remained transfixed, his eyes glued to a single point across the room. Rajveer, the stood oblivious to the commotion around him, his gaze fixed intently on Saanvi. His eyes burned with an inner fire, his expression a testament to the depth of his emotions.

Seated beside him, Dhruv leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eye. "bhai ese bhi maat ghuro bhabhi ko abh nzar lg lagyegi apki unhe, Ha mana biwi apki hai but ese kon ghurta hai asur ke trah".

He teased, his voice low and amused. "Aap ankhe bnd karlo nahi tho mei bhabhi ko apne sath le jyunga ". Dhruv's words were laced with playful sarcasm.

Rajveer's eyes narrowed, his gaze snapping towards Dhruv with a ferocity that made the younger man's words falter on his lips.

A deadly glare shot from his eyes, its intensity palpable, and Dhruv, sensing the warning, wisely chose to retreat. His lips snapped shut, and he looked away, a faint flush rising to his cheeks.

On the other side her's eyes sparkled with mirth as she witnessed the exchange. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, and she shook her head, a gentle smile still playing on her face. Her eyes met Rajveer's, and for a fleeting moment, they shared a connection, a silent understanding that only they could decipher.

the music faded away, signaling the end of the energetic performance by the two couples, Aditya's voice boomed through the microphone once more.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to bring on the bride's side beauties! Let's see if they can give the groom's side a run for their money in this epic dance battle!" The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, their excitement palpable.

With a collective squeal of delight, the bride's side contingent made their way onto the stage. Ishika, Tanvi, Saanvi, and their friends, including Diya and Kiara, took their positions, their eyes sparkling with anticipation. The air was electric with excitement as they prepared to showcase their dancing skills.

The music began, and the familiar notes of "Kajra Re" filled the air. The women's hips swayed in perfect synchrony, their hands weaving intricate patterns as they danced to the iconic song.

"Kajra re kajra tere kale...kale naina" - the lyrics seemed to come alive as the bride's side beauties lost themselves in the rhythm, their movements a testament to their camaraderie and shared joy.



The crowd went wild, cheering and whistling as the women danced with abandon, their laughter and shouts of excitement mingling with the music.

The stage was a mix of colors, the women's outfits shimmering under the bright lights as they twirled and spun to the beat.

As the bride's side beauties took their final bow, the groom's side contingent seized the opportunity to retaliate with an energetic performance of their own. Dhruv, Karan, and Aditya, fueled by their competitive spirits, took to the stage, their eyes gleaming with mischief.



The music began, and the unmistakable beats of "Kukkad Kamal Da" filled the air. The boys lost no time in launching into a high-energy dance routine, their movements perfectly synchronized as they spun and twirled across the stage.

The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, their enthusiasm infectious as the boys danced with abandon.

The audience was entranced, their eyes fixed on the stage as the boys gave it their all, their energy and enthusiasm drawing everyone in.

the bride's side beauties took their final end , the crowd's applause still echoing through the air, Ishika's voice rang out once more, her words dripping with excitement and anticipation.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to bring on the queen of the night! My best friend, the stunning Tanvi, is about to set the dance floor ablaze with her sizzling moves!"

The lights dimmed, and a single spotlight shone down on the stage, illuminating the empty space where Tanvi would soon take center stage.



As the unmistakable beats of "Sheila Ki Jawani" filled the air, Tanvi emerged from the shadows, her eyes sparkling like diamonds in the spotlight. Her outfit was a stunning ensemble of sequins and silk, hugging her curves in all the right places. With a confident smile, she took her position on the stage, her hips swaying seductively to the beat.

As the music pulsed through the air, Tanvi began to lip-sync the lyrics, her voice husky and sultry. "Sheila ki jawani..." she purred, her body weaving a hypnotic spell that drew everyone in.

" Paisa gaddi mehnga ghar"

" I need a man who can give me all"

" Jaibe khali ,patti char "

" No ,no I don't like him like that"

And then her best friend's brother-in-law Dhruv, a tall, handsome man with a charming smile, began to make his way towards the stage, his eyes locked intently on Tanvi.

As he reached the edge of the stage, he flashed a debonair smile and began to sing along with Tanvi, his deep voice blending perfectly with her husky tones.

" chal yaha se tujhe sabh ka dunga"

" Kadamon mei tere lakar jag rkh dunga"

" khaab mei kar dunga poore , na rahenge adhore "

"You know , I'm going to love you like that"

The audience erupted into cheers and applause, thrilled by the impromptu duet.

As they sang together, the brother-in-law reached into his wallet and extracted a sleek, black VIP card.

with a flourish, he handed it to Tanvi, his eyes glinting with amusement. The card was embossed with a single, bold letter - "V" - and Tanvi's eyes widened in surprise as she took it from him.

The audience was entranced, sensing that something special was happening. As Tanvi and her impromptu duet partner finished their song, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause, cheering and whistling for more.

the music faded away, Tanvi and her impromptu duet partner took their final bow, the audience showering them with applause and admiration.

But as Tanvi turned to make her way backstage, her expression transformed, her eyes flashing with a fierce intensity.

She glared at him, her gaze piercing and unyielding, as if daring him to follow her. But he was undeterred, his eyes locked on hers with a quiet confidence. He fell into step behind her, his long strides easily keeping pace with her rapid retreat.

As they disappeared into the backstage area, the sounds of the celebration grew fainter, replaced by the muted hum of whispered conversations and the soft rustle of fabrics. both.

Tanvi's eyes flashed with irritation as she confronted him, her hands folded across her chest in a defiant gesture. "Are you mad?

Always trying to flirt with me, and now, on stage, in front of everyone!

And what's with the black card?

What are you trying to prove?"

He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Why do you always misunderstand my intentions, my beautiful Hoor?

Can't you see that I'm trying to get your attention, to be close to you?" His voice was low and husky, sending shivers down Tanvi's spine.

She rolled her eyes, trying to appear nonchalant despite the flutter in her chest.

"Don't flirt with me, If I starts flirting back ,aapki raato ki neend udh jayegi Mr Rajawat". Her voice was laced with a playful warning, but he just winked at her, his breath whispering against her cheek.

"Vo tho udh hi gayi hai

jabse apko pehli dafa dhekha hai" he whispered, his words sending a shiver down her spine.

Tanvi's heart skipped a beat as she felt his warm breath on her skin, his proximity making her pulse race. She knew she had to retreat, to put some distance between them before things got out of hand. But for now, she was trapped, caught in the web of his seductive charm.

As the evening wore on, the stage was set ablaze once more, this time by the most stunning couple of the night - Rajveer and his lovely sweetheart, Saanvi.

The crowd's excitement was palpable as they made their way onto the stage, their eyes locked on each other with a deep affection that was impossible to ignore.

Rajveer's hands rested gently on Saanvi's slim, creamy waist, his fingers splayed possessively as if staking his claim on her.

Saanvi, resplendent in her dazzling outfit, gazed up at him with adoring eyes, her face aglow with happiness. As the music began, they swayed to the rhythm, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

The song "Dheka Tenu" filled the air, its soulful melody weaving a spell of enchantment over the audience.

Dekha tenu pehli pehli baar ve

Hone laga dil bekaraar ve

Rabba mainu ki ho gaya

Dil janiye main tera hi ho gaya

Ho tere aage pichhe ghume soneya

Jadoo tere hath chumme soneya

Mitha mitha ji ho gaya

Dil janiye haye mainu ki ho gaya

Main dil tere kadma che rakha dholna

Main tere aage akhiyan na chakka dholna

Je tere te rabb vich takkna pave

Te fir main tenu hi takka dholna

Tu jadun teri zulfan nu kholeya

Mere kolo gya nahi je boleya

Meri tu kami ho gaya

Dil janiye eh mainu ki ho gya

O O ha ha

O jahan jahan tere pair pade

Wahan wahan nazare hain

Wahan wahan nazare hain

Tu mera chandrma aur hum tere taare hain

Aur hum tere taare hain

Ho o jahan jahan tere pair pade

Wahan wahan nazare hain

Tu mera chandarma aur hum tere taare hain

Taare hain taare teri aankhon ke taare

Maare hain maare teri baaton ke maare

Ho tenu dekh badlaan ne rang badle

Ho udd de parindeyan ne fangg badle

Te jag soche main ki badlaan

Oh yaara tere karke malang badle



Rajveer and Saanvi hummed along, their voices blending in sweet harmony as they gazed into each other's eyes. They were lost in their own little world, a world of love and passion that seemed to reverberate with every beat of the music.

The crowd was entranced, their eyes glued to the beautiful couple as they danced with abandon. Cameras flashed, and phones were held aloft to capture the magical moment.

As the song reached its climax, Rajveer and Saanvi's love seemed to shine brighter than ever. They were the epitome of a perfect couple, their love strong, pure, and unadulterated. And as they took their final bow, the crowd erupted into a frenzy of applause, whistles, and cheers, their admiration and adoration for the lovely couple echoing through the night.

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