Samrat stood in the presentation room of his Royal Palace, his silhouette framed by the grandeur of his surroundings.

As the  romantic male lead, he exuded an air of authority and sophistication. His attire was nothing short of extravagant—an impeccably tailored office suit that spoke volumes of his status. The deep navy fabric complemented his striking features, while the gold cufflinks added a touch of regal elegance. He was every bit the billionaire, with a presence that commanded attention and respect.

Despite his commanding exterior, Samrat's mind was troubled.

Yesterday he had seen disturbing footage of a man-

Mr.Patil  from his company misbehaving with his fiancée, Roshni. His love for Roshni was unyielding, a profound commitment that would last until his last breath.

         Yet, there were times when he found himself baffled by the intensity of his emotions, the whirlwind of feelings that surged within his chest, both comforting and confusing.

Today marked a significant step for Samrat—a decision driven by love and respect.It was a surprise for Roshni, meant to support her aspirations and dreams. Samrat wanted to discuss the details with his personal assistant, Ms. Ranya Sharma, whom he had invited to the Royal Palace for this very purpose.

Samrat's thoughts drifted back to Roshni, his unwavering commitment clear in his mind.

       My wifey Roshni wants to achieve her dream of becoming an HR professional, And I will make sure she does.

His resolve was steadfast, driven by love and the desire to see Roshni succeed and thrive in a world that sometimes seemed determined to challenge her.

Knock knock- Sir may i come in?

I heard Ms.sharma voice from outside.

Samrat- Yes please.

I straighten in my seat.

She walked into the room with full confidence, i always admire Ms.Sharma for her dedication towards her work.

It was best decision to hire her for my company.

Ranya- So sir did i do any mistake?

She asked me, while fidgeting with the files.

Smarat- No why would you say that?

My eyebrows raised at her questions.

Ranya straighten up her posture and leaned towards the table.

Ranya- Then sir why is it require to do it, i mean we have already three branches for this International collaboration, starting a new one might give lots of workload to a the employees, even without raising their money. They will feel demotivated to work.

I knew what she wanted to say.

Smarat- But i think i am paying them enough right? Don't you think you are also paid handsomely for your work.

I counter question her.

Ranya - But sir, i know i am getting paid quite well but i am double shifting so maybe you should increase my salary.

She said while scratching her Hair.

Samrat laughed softly and Ranya pouted her lips in annoyance.

Ranya- Please sir  ye koi hasne ka vishaya nahi hai, meri salary double kijiye.

[Please this is not something to laughed about, Please Yuvraj double my salary]

Samrat shook his head-I already told you the night shift will be for social welfare not something personal.

Ranya- Yeah i know, but the job is risky and i have some scars, fractures and I injuries, so i want compensation.

She said it proudly.

Samrat-  Okay i will think about it, But first shall we leave for the work?

He didn't wanted to drag the topic.

Ranya- Oh yes sir can you tell me what is it? She asked him.

Samrat expended a file towards her, she took it and opened it to read the material inside. The confidential file shook all the veins in her body.

Ranya slowly looked at him and he was looking outside of the large glass window. His hands were inside his Suite pockets.

Samrat- Yes Ms.Sharma we are going to create a history for Suryavanshi empire today.

He said with his chest filled with pride.

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Samrat was lounging comfortably in his lavish, luxurious car as it cruised toward his office. As he gazed out the window, his eyes landed on Roshni, standing alone at a bus stop. She was the only woman there, and a group of boys was shamelessly staring at her, making Samrat clench his fists in anger.

Samrat-Driver sahab, pull over to that lady.

He instructed, gesturing towards Roshni.

As the car came to a stop, he rolled down his window, intending to offer her a ride to the office.

However, his words caught in his throat as he took in her appearance. Bathed in the morning sunlight, Roshni's beauty was captivating. Her red suit and shiny dupatta made her look like a glamorous Bollywood actress.

Roshni appeared troubled by the boys at the bus stop, but her expression changed when she recognized Samrat, her ex-groom sitting inside the car.

Her instinct was to avoid him, but circumstances left her with little choice.

Samrat - Come,  Ms.Gupta, I will drop you.

He offered.

Roshni hesitated at first but eventually climbed into the car. As she settled inside, she noticed Ranya Sharma, Samrat's personal assistant, sitting in the passenger seat.

A flicker of jealousy crossed her face, which Samrat noticed.

In response, he pulled up the partition in the car to create a private space.

Leaning slightly toward Roshni, he couldn't help but notice her cheeks turning a shade of red, a blush that added to her allure.

Samrat- Jalte hue aap aur bhi khusbsurat lagti hai Ms.Gupta.

He started flirting with her, Roshni heart skipped a beat after she saw him entering her personal space.

Roshni pulled her dupatta dramatically up making sure his face will collide with it, making him back away from her.

Samrat had a subtle smile on his face and asked her- I thought you had a car for the office.

Roshni- Humare pass Car ho ya helicopter apse Matlab? Waise bhi aaj humara mann nahi tha aane ka to humne Bus ka socha.

She said as she was looking out of the window.

Samrat saw her tensed expression, he knew she was thinking about the yesterday's events.

Samrat also looked out at the large buildings passing away.

Samrat- Kisi ke bhi wajah se hume aapne khwabo se nafrat nahi karna chaiye, kisi bhi insaan ya halaton main itne taqat nahi hone chaiye ki vo aapse aapke sapnoo se nafrat karna aapko seekha de.

[We should not hate our dreams for any reason, no person or situation should have the power to make you hate your dreams.]

Roshni had stunned expression on her face as she looked in the direction of  Samrat, he was still gazing outside while sipping his Tea.

The car suddenly stopped, Samrat asked his driver what happened after opening the partition.

Driver - Yuvraj-sa ,i think the route is jammed.

He told him as he was busy looking for another direction on mobile map to reach building.

Samrat saw how other routes were also packed, he raised his eyebrows as he knew who is behind it.

Mr. Patil, aware of Samrat's schedule, had set up various obstacles to ensure Samrat wouldn’t reach the office building on time. But today, Samrat was determined to reach there on time for the new decision he took.

Samrat- Driver sahab, let's go to 7th Avenue.

He told him as he put his Black shades on.

Roshni looked at him- Why, we have to reach the office on time Yuvraj-sa.

Samrat glanced at Roshni and made a tutting sound, a habit he wasn't entirely aware of but one that Roshni found inexplicably attractive. A slight smirk played on his lips, his demeanor remaining mostly oblivious to her questions.

(Sound- tch tch tch.)

Roshni, undeterred by his apparent disinterest, leaned in slightly, her curiosity piqued.

Samrat - Again, i told you not to call me yuvraj ji,  Ms.Gupta

He gave a small teasing smile.

Roshni- Don't change the topic, Lift dene ke bahane mujhe aap kaha leke jare hai Yuvraj-sa?

Samrat looked at the hissing cat beside him, always asking this and that huff. He is tired of it but couldn't get enough of her.

Smarat-Bhaga ke leke jara hu, chalengi aap boliye Roshni ji.

[I am kidnapping you, so tell me will come with me Roshni ji.]

She gasped and looked at front of her - Ranya has amused smile on her face and driver was chuckling under breathe.

She knew he is testing her limits.

Roshni- In running away, i am expert at it, so yuvraj ji kindly drop me off here. So i can reach my destination soon.

she remarked, her tone a blend of amusement and intrigue.

Samrat- The door will open only, when I reach my destination first

His voice held an air of mystery as he declared, his confidence was palpable, as if the world itself bent to his will.

He looked at her, pulling his shades halfway down his nose with his index finger, revealing his captivating Brown eyes that were both calculating and amused.

It was a gesture that seemed to challenge the young woman, as if daring her to interfere with his plans.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, the mischief in them undeterred.

Roshni-And what makes you so sure i will do as you say Yuvraj ji...

She  retorted, her smirk widening. It was clear that the game was on, and neither of them planned on backing down without a fight.

The tension between them was electrifying, a silent battle of wits and wills.

Driver - Sir we have reached.

He said breaking their intense eye contact.

Roshni looked at Ranya as she opened her door.

Ranya- This way Ms.Gupta, we have a ride to catch.

Roshni was sulking as they were in elevator, Samrat was standing in the front pressing on the buttons.

Ranya was standing beside her.

The rooftop door opened, revealing a scene that left her utterly speechless. Her jaw dropped as she took in the sight of a massive jet-black helicopter waiting for them. It was an imposing sight, the sleek aircraft gleaming under the sun, its rotors slowly turning in anticipation.

For a moment, she was completely zoned out, her mind racing with questions and possibilities.

Was this part of the plan? Who had arranged for such an extravagant mode of transportation?

She had never been this close to a helicopter before, and the sheer size and power of it was intimidating.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp clap right in front of her face. It was Samrat, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he gestured for her to step inside.

Samrat- Come on, it's not going to wait forever.

He said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Still dazed, she nodded and took a tentative step forward, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. As she climbed into the helicopter, she couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay ahead on this unexpected journey.



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Samrat settled into his seat after her, carefully removing his jacket and slipping on his headphones to shield his ears from the surrounding noise.

He glanced over at Roshni and noticed that she hadn't put on hers yet. Her headphones sat idly in her lap as she stared out the window, lost in thought.

With a gentle smile, he reached over to help her, his fingers brushing softly against her skin as he adjusted the headphones over her ears.

Leaning in closer than necessary, he felt the warmth radiating from her, the proximity creating a sweet tension between them.

Roshni, trying to maintain her composure, focused her gaze outside, deliberately avoiding eye contact.

As Samrat leaned back to fasten her seatbelt, he felt a gentle tug at his hair. Realizing her pendant had caught in his hair, he winced slightly, a playful grimace crossing his face. Just as he began to pull away, Roshni stopped him with a soft touch.

Roshni- Hold on.

She murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Carefully, she disentangled the strands, her fingers brushing tenderly against his scalp. Her touch was gentle and deliberate, the moment stretching between them like an unspoken promise.

Their eyes met briefly, a shared understanding passing between them—a connection that words could never quite capture.

As Roshni returned to her seat, she allowed herself a shy smile, and Samrat couldn't help but return it, a silent acknowledgment of the blossoming closeness between them.

Pilot- Mam please fasten your seatbelt.

He spoke to her.

Samrat turned towards her and saw she hasn't put her seatbelt on. He looked into her eyes as to ask for her approval, she stiffen in her seat but nodded politely.

Samrat was carefully fastening Roshni's seatbelt when he leaned closer to reach the belt next to her head.

Her sharp intake of breath brushed against his ear, prompting him to glance at her. As he gently secured the seatbelt, he noticed that her pendant had become entangled with the belt. He gestured reassuringly, indicating that he would handle it.

Roshni's kurti featured a boat neckline, and while her collarbone was usually hidden beneath her pendant, it was now visible. The moment Samrat noticed, he quickly averted his gaze, but his warm breath inadvertently brushed against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

As he worked to untangle the seatbelt from the pendant, their eyes met once more, and this time, the eye contact lingered, creating a charged silence between them.

The pilot's voice broke the spell, calling out,

Pilot-Sir, we need you to put on your seatbelt.

Samrat quickly complied, adjusting himself in his seat as a quick cough escaped his lips. With everything in order, the helicopter lifted off.

As the helicopter landed on the rooftop of the Building, samrat had hard look on his face, Roshni helped Ranya to get off the helicopter and they both followed Him into the building.

As every head of the department in the building gathering in the conference room as per Samrat instructed them. Mr.Patil was grinding his teeth, when he saw samrat entered the room.

Samrat- Everyone settled down.

His commanding voice cut through the silence in the room.

Samrat stood at the head of the conference room, his presence commanding the attention of everyone present. The room was filled with anticipation, the air thick with the promise of something monumental. As he prepared to introduce his new venture, Samrat's eyes briefly flickered to Mr. Patil, who sat oblivious to the tempest that had been brewing beneath Samrat's calm exterior.

Samrat - Good afternoon, everyone. Today marks the beginning of a bold new chapter for our company, one that reflects our commitment to progress and inclusivity.

Samrat began, his voice steady yet charged with an underlying intensity.

He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle over the room. The gathered employees and department heads leaned forward, their curiosity piqued.

Samrat- In an unprecedented move,

we are proud to unveil a new office complex dedicated entirely to our female colleagues. This building will be a sanctuary of empowerment, a place where innovation and leadership will thrive under the guidance of distinguished women.

The room erupted into applause, a wave of approval and admiration washing over Samrat. Yet, his gaze remained fixed on Mr. Patil, who shifted uncomfortably in his seat, sensing the subtle shift in the atmosphere.

Samrat-  As we embrace this new era,

we must also bid farewell to certain familiar faces. Mr. Patil, in recognition of his long years of service, will be resigning to enjoy a well-deserved retirement.

He said, his voice now carrying a steely edge.

The room fell silent, the surprise palpable. Mr. Patil's expression faltered, yet Samrat's eyes held him firmly in place, leaving no room for protest or inquiry.

Samrat- Please join me in wishing him well,.

Samrat concluded, a hint of finality in his tone. The room hesitated, then complied, offering polite applause as Mr. Patil rose to leave.

As Mr. Patil exited quietly, the door closing behind him, Samrat turned back to his colleagues, his expression resolute.

Samrat-Let this be a reminder that we stand united in our mission to foster a workplace of respect, opportunity, and integrity.

With that, Samrat had not only introduced a groundbreaking initiative but had also set a powerful precedent, ensuring that the company's future would be built on a foundation of equality and respect.

Ranvijay- He planned to announce the opening of a new office, one that would employ only women, ensuring a safe and empowering environment for women. Is this great Naina.

He said as he announced this amazing news to his office colleague.

Naina and Roshni looked at him as they were both new Employee hired just days ago.

Naina- But why this suddenly? What made him took this decision.

She was thinking.

Surbhi- Mr.Patil's misbehaving with the female employees since 2 months, so maybe now Sir know about his true face and kicked him out. Roshni you proved to lucky for us.

She said as was very happy with this decision.

Roshni was silent the whole time, he eyes was stuck on His Cabin door.

As the door flew opened  she saw his face. He didn't looked like normal human in her eyes right now, she saw a savior or A knight send from the heavens to take care of her, to protect her. She ran after him, to thank him.

Samrat was reading a file and went to parking lot, through elevator, after all he have to bid a final farewell to someone.

In between the car, Samrat, known to most as Driver Sahab most trusted  guard of his, was in the midst of a violent confrontation.

Mr. Patil, the unfortunate target of Samrat's wrath, lay on the ground, bruised and battered, with blood dripping from his nose.

Samrat grabbed Mr. Patil by the collar, roughly pulling him to his feet.

His voice, deep and resonant, carried a menacing threat.

Samrat-Next time, if you so much as think about touching a woman, I will bury you six feet under and ensure your family never finds a trace of you.

He warned, his words leaving no room for doubt.

Mr. Patil, trembling with fear, nodded in compliance. He was visibly shaken, cowed by the intensity of Samrat's words.

Satisfied but not softened, Samrat released him, only to deliver a powerful roundhouse kick that sent Mr. Patil sprawling five feet away.

Samrat- If you touch her again, I will erase your lineage from this world.

His voice echoed with a chilling finality.

Roshni, hidden behind a wall, witnessed the entire scene. Despite the brutality of the encounter, she found herself strangely captivated by Samrat's ferocity. Her heart pounded in her chest, not with fear, but with an unexpected thrill. There was something about this side of Samrat that intrigued her, something that hinted at a new beginning in her life.

Perhaps it was the raw justice he meted out, or the unwavering resolve in his actions that drew her in. Whatever it was, Roshni knew that this moment might just be the  change she hadn't realized she was waiting for.

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