This is the story of two people whose lives are intertwined, where on one side there is Rudraksh Singh Sherawat, a cold-hearted person. Someone who doesn't care about anyone living or dying, who only cares about his status, himself, who is the bigges... This is the story of two people whose lives are intertwined, where on one side there is Rudraksh Singh Sherawat, a cold-hearted person. Someone who doesn't care about anyone living or dying, who only cares about his status, himself, who is the biggest devotee of Shiva, who only cares about the throne of Ujjain, who is going to be the king. But to sit on this throne, he had to pay a price, in which he added a part to his existence that he hated immensely. On the other hand, there is Manya Rai Kapoor, who is as innocent as she looks, but equally outspoken, she doesn't think even once before speaking, her anger is like that of Kali Maa. But unknowingly, both their lives get intertwined, where one is an arrogant and self-loving person, while the other is a staunch devotee who stands up for what is right? What will happen when the two come face to face? And what will happen when Manya knows nothing about her husband? To find out, keep reading, Hukum Sa ki Unwanted Ardhangini.<br />
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Udaipur,
It was around 1:00 a.m., and the large, white-colored mansion, beautifully decorated, seemed quite deserted as the night was very deep. Meanwhile, behind the mansion, where lights were lit all around, only the sound of a horse galloping could be heard.
A person was riding a horse rapidly in the dark, black night. His speed was very high, and his body could be seen in his attire, but his face was still not visible. He wore a black formal pant, shiny shoes, and had light, long hair that fluttered in the air due to the horse's speed. He had a tall, deep-chested physique, perfect six-pack abs, a long, deep tilak between his eyebrows, and eyes that seemed to be filled with pride, hard and gleaming yellow.
The person strengthened his grip on the horse and increased the speed even more.
Both his hands were raised in the air.
Suddenly, a sharp and loud voice echoed in his ears, "Rudra, what are you doing here at this time? You've already got married, don't forget that today you brought your to-be queen back home and left her alone like this? You should be in your room right now."
Rudraksh Singh Sahrawat,
Age: 31,
The future king of Udaipur.
So much pride that he could bring down the tallest building to dust while standing still.
Height: 6ft 3 inches, sharp jawline, strong shoulders, and a physique like Hanuman.
He had his own set of rules where bowing down was not allowed. More about his personality would be revealed gradually.
Rudraksh, while sitting on the horse, was riding at a rapid speed. He suddenly jumped off the horse and landed directly on the ground, putting one hand in his pocket and taking steps towards the person in a deep voice, "Chacha Sa, you only wanted us to get married, and we did. If you want us to do anything else, it's not within our control, and getting married was the only requirement to rule this throne. We've done that; don't expect anything more from us."
While speaking, he picked up his black sherwani from the side table, put it on, and stepped inside. His eyes had a sharpness, his hair was slightly wet with sweat, and his forehead had scattered hair with a deep tilak shining in between. His sharp jawline, angry nose, hard eyes, and dominating aura made him look amazing even in his disheveled appearance.
He had an extreme pride in him.
The person standing outside looked at Rudraksh going inside and said in a slightly louder voice, "Even if you're the future king here, remember that the girl you married is also the queen of this kingdom, your wife. She's yours, so her respect will be the same as yours."
Rudraksh's steps stopped for a moment, and he turned towards him with a slight flip of his foot, saying in a deep voice, "Chacha Sa, you don't need to worry about her. She's ours, so we have more rights over her."
While speaking, a smirk appeared on his face as if he was making fun, and with a sly smile, he looked into their eyes and said, "The girl who doesn't have the courage to look into our eyes and talk, her status can't be like ours, and after four days, she'll leave forever; that's all. Because we don't consider her our wife." With that, he took long strides towards his room, and the person standing outside shook his head and said, "I don't know what sins you committed, brother, that you got a boy who is even four steps ahead of you." He also went to his room.
The weather was slightly cold, and due to the rain, it was pleasant and filled with chill.
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
Rudraksh's long fingers were placed on his small face. She stroked her face with her small hands. Her eyelids were wet, but there was a lot of anger in her eyes and a lot of anger on her face.
Rudraksh holds her by the arm and pushes her down from the bed, saying, "You are not worthy of coming to Rudraksh Singh Sahrawat's bed, so find your place somewhere else, and if you accidentally lie on our bed, no one will be worse than us, understood?" While speaking, he goes straight to the closet.
The same girl makes her hand into a fist like a small child and wipes away tears, saying, "God, what mistake did we make that you gave us a devil-like husband? He is very bad, we will complain to Dadi Sa about him. He is very dirty, and he gave us pain." As she speaks, she starts crying. Tears are flowing from her big eyes.
Rudraksh, who had just come out of the closet wearing a normal pajama, looked like a handsome hunk. The sparkling drops of water falling from his hair slid down his strong chest, and his eyes were sharp and angry. He quickly approaches the girl, holds her by the arm, and pushes her away from the bed, saying, "If you tell anyone that we gave you a little pain, we will give you more pain than that because you may stay outside the room all day, but at night, you have to come inside, where no one can save you from us, so don't tell anyone about the room's matters, and if you complain about us to your family members..."
He intentionally left his sentence incomplete. The delicate girl looked at him with both hands on her chest, frightened. Her eyes were filled with thick tears, and her nose was red from crying.
Rudraksh looks at her once, sees the fear in her eyes, and feels calm. He goes and lies down on his bed, covers his eyes with his hands, and pretends to sleep.
The night slowly deepened.
The sound of the girl's sobs echoed in his ears. She was crying and cursing Rudraksh, for some reason. He listened to it without saying anything.
Rudraksh says in a scary voice while listening to her sobs, "If your voice doesn't stop, tell me, and we'll..."
As he spoke, he placed a pillow on his ear and closed his eyes.
The delicate girl glares at Rudra, bites her lips, and says, "You may be the king somewhere, but don't forget that we also became a queen by marrying you. You made us cry, now see what we will do to you."
At 4:00 AM, Rudraksh's eyes flutter open. The moment his eyes open, his gaze falls upon the girl sleeping on the sofa. Her hands were resting on her knees. He stared at the girl who, last night, had been in his room with the right of his wife.
It seemed as if she was fast asleep.
She had cried all night; her face was still flushed, and her eyelids were wet. She had fallen asleep crying. One of her hands was on her stomach, and the other was above her head. She looked like a very lovely and beautiful doll, still adorned in her bridal attire. Her maang tikka had shifted to one side, allowing the sindoor with Rudraksh's name in her parting to be scattered in her hair, testifying that she was his. Seeing this, Rudraksh's eyes turned red once more. He got up from his place, went near her, and pointing his index finger at her, gritted his teeth and said,
"I hate your existence, I hate your very being. I hate you so much that I will fill you with fear for me. I will fill you with so much fear that you will cry, you will writhe, you will try to get away from me, but I will keep you bound to myself. You love guiding others on the right path so much, don't you? Now, I will lead you astray from every path that takes you anywhere else. From now on, you will remain confined in the golden cage of this Rudraksh Singh Sahrawat. You were so eager to get married, weren't you? See, I have fulfilled your desire by getting you married. Now it's time for me to fulfill my desire, which you will witness gradually. If I don't fill you with enough terror for myself, then my name is not Rudraksh Singh Sahrawat."
As he spoke, a devilish smile spread across his face, and he strode away. He looked like a ferocious demon at that moment.
Meanwhile, the innocent little doll sleeping on the couch was in a peaceful slumber, unaware of everything. Her eyes opened to the sound of a knock on the door. Muttering sleepily, she said, "Why doesn't Buaji knock before coming in? She bothers us so much."
As she spoke, she rubbed her eyes and slowly opened them, looking ahead. Seeing the scene before her, a loud scream escaped her lips. "Ahhh, where are we?" she shrieked and tumbled off the couch.
"Oh God, I'm doomed, who is this ill-fated person that has landed on my lap while I was just sitting here." Her voice trailed off. Her gaze landed on Rudraksh's picture above the king-sized bed, which made her face contort.
Just then, a loud banging started at the door.
The girl said irritably, "Coming! Do you intend to break down the door now?" As she spoke, she opened the door.
A woman, about 40 years old, stood there with a wide smile on her face. Seeing the woman, the girl quickly moved aside, adjusted her lehenga, ran and embraced the woman, and started crying.
The woman was surprised for a moment, then quickly caressed her head and said, "What happened, child? What is wrong with you? Why are you crying like this?"
"Did someone say something to you? Tell us."
"Manvi, children don't cry like this. Tell me, did someone say something? Did Kunwar Sahab say anything to you? Tell me, why are you crying so much now?"
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
Rudraksh, who had been watching her journey, was finally getting some peace. Why not? His month's worth of words were now exhausted, and Maniya's chatter had stopped. This silence made him feel victorious. A sense of calm washed over his face.
As he felt his hands move involuntarily, he quickly looked down. His eyes paused for a moment, taking in the sight. Maniya's hair had got disheveled during their struggle, and her blouse, held together by just two finger-sized hooks, had slipped, exposing her back. The cord accentuating her open back had also shifted. Her lehenga had slid down slightly, and her hand had moved down accordingly. Rudraksh felt a shiver run down his spine as his hands began to move on Maniya's flawless lower back. His gaze landed on a mole about three inches below her waistline. He was drawn to it like a magnet. He stopped there, lost in the haze of his own desires.
His eyes had a strange allure in them. He slowly placed his thumb on the mole and started rubbing it. He moved his thumb around the mole in different directions. Maniya, oblivious to these sensations, felt a relief from the gentle touch on her waist. She placed her small hand on Rudraksh's hand and turned to the other side, saying, "It hurts here, not there. Massage here." As she spoke, she hugged her pillow and closed her eyes, as if finding solace.
Meanwhile, Rudraksh snapped out of his reverie and quickly withdrew his hands. His anger flared up, and he said, "If you try to give us orders again, we might have given you a massage this time, but next time, we'll break your back. Just remember, stay away from us as much as possible. Got it?" Without even looking at her, Rudraksh stormed out of the room. His ears still burned, and as he stepped out, his expression changed. He clenched his teeth and muttered, "What does this little girl think she is? Does she know who I am? I'll show her her real place soon. Just a few more days, and my grandmother will leave. Then I'll make her realize her actual status." He walked away, determined.
Maniya got up from the bed, pouting. She adjusted her dupatta, trying to fix it properly. Her face still showed irritation and anger. She bit her lip and said, "How arrogant. A hunk like him gets a beautiful girl like me, and he doesn't even appreciate her? But I'm Maniya. If I don't rub it in, no one will. Not today, not ever." With a flirtatious touch, she caressed her nose.
**Maniya Roy Kapoor**
* Age: 20
* Height: 5'2"
She was so beautiful that it seemed like she had descended from heaven – an enchanting apsara. Her innocence was captivating; anyone who saw her once would fall in love. Her mannerisms were lethal; anyone could fall for her charm. Her eyes were deep; anyone could get lost in them. And you will see many more sides of Maniya, so be patient.
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
No response from Groq.
Finix starts petting the baby panther's head. Maniya sees them happy and comes over. She kisses the black panther's head and says, "Now you both have to befriend us, and then we can play here comfortably and have fun." Excitement is on her face. She says with joy, "We will bring a white-colored cat for you and arrange your marriage with it. It will be so much fun, and you will have many children. But please don't become like Rudraksh; I shouldn't have mentioned his name. Bua ji told me not to, but I don't care. They're so bad, and I can take their name." She makes a face.
Maniya sits down and starts talking and playing with Finix and his child.
Meanwhile, Adhira ji holds her head in anger and says, "We told you to take this animal away from here, but no, you had to keep it at home and now you've made our daughter-in-law crazy too."
Vaidehi ji, who was enjoying the scene, says with a smile, "Why are you getting upset, ji? Our daughter-in-law is a complete tigress, and it's great. With a lion, a tigress fits perfectly." Rudraksh comes close, pats her shoulder, and says, "The pair is good; a tigress looks good with a lion."
Shlok ji shakes his head and says while walking behind them, "The son was four steps ahead, but now it seems his wife will surpass him." He shakes his head in dismay and walks inside.
Rudraksh mutters, "It's true what they say: no matter who a person is, a mafia or a king, their respect at home is worth nothing."
He looks at Maniya, who is repeatedly stroking Finix's head while smiling. It feels strange to him. He scratches his head and mutters, "What am I feeling? And this girl has so much courage; why is she going so close to Finix? Why does she stick to everyone like this? Does she not know he's a boy? Or is she doing all this to burn me? I won't leave her, but I need to go now."
He walks away, saying this.
Maniya comfortably talks to the panther and says, "You know our Rudraksh ji, I mean our Zorudraksh ji, are very bad. You know what they did? Last night, they made me clean the whole room, and look at my small hands; they're so small and delicate. They didn't even care that my small hands would hurt. It's okay; if someone makes you work, they should at least feed you later. But no, and as soon as morning came, they picked a fight with me. I'm not talking to them now. But I'm hungry, so I'll have food and meet you later." She walks inside.
Meanwhile, Finix gets up comfortably, takes the baby in his mouth, and walks inside.
No response from Groq.
"Really, last night you were showing so much arrogance. I don't consider her my wife; she is merely a servant for the care of my family. And not even 24 hours have passed since your words, and you've already changed your mind? Not bad, it seems. I'll have to meet Bhabhi now," Rudraksh says, glancing at him and grinding his teeth.
"Absolutely not, she's a foolish woman of the highest order. Just give me a chance, and I'll finish her off. It's only because of Dadi Sah that she's here. Once she's gone, I'll dispose of her with my own hands," a mysterious smile spread across his face.
It was as if something huge and dangerous was brewing in his mind, which made the person sitting opposite him flinch for a moment. He was well aware of all his secrets, of all his actions; there was no telling when he might do something. His mind would get fixated on the smallest of things. He would make his enemies disappear in a way that no one could ever find them.
Shekhawat Haveli,
Los Angeles,
It was 9:00 PM there, while it was 1:00 AM in India.
Manuel Casino was a casino where only the rich frequented. Big actors, actresses, and their children could enter this casino. It was a place of high maintenance and extreme luxury, but today, the casino seemed quite deserted. Just then, a gleaming black Rolls-Royce pulled up. The driver quickly opened the door, and a girl wearing a red gown stepped out, her heels making a sound as she walked inside. Her long heels and the slit in her gown revealed her long, beautiful legs. The place was dimly lit, so the girl's face was not visible, but her curly hair cascaded down her back. She wore a ruby ring on her hand and very tiny earrings, which spoke of her royalty.
She walked to a long table and stopped, where many people, impeccably dressed, were present. But in front of this girl's beauty, their senses were lost. The girl looked so stunning that everyone around her felt diminished. Then, one of the boys stood up and approached the girl, saying, "Congratulations, Sameer, you've once again broken everyone's heart and crowned yourself queen."
"Whatever you say, you've become the life of this party. Truly, you look incredibly beautiful."
Sameer smiled and said, "Thank you, Ruby. Forget all this, when are the President and his wife arriving? Because I don't have much time, I need to leave." There was confidence on her face, pride in her eyes, and a radiance in her demeanor that would make anyone go crazy for her. As soon as she said this, the sound of shoes and heels approaching together could be heard from the entrance. All eyes turned towards the door, and Sameer's gaze also followed. For a moment, her legs trembled, but she immediately composed herself and looked forward.
Approaching, a man around 35 years old, with his arm around a girl's waist, was moving forward. He was wearing a sparkling, jet-black tuxedo, a shiny watch on his wrist, styled hair, and gleaming shoes that added a ruggedness to his personality.
He looked at Sameem, standing in front of him, with a cold gaze and no expression. Sameem's eyes were fixed on the man's hand currently resting on the girl's waist. Her teeth began to clench slowly.
She muttered softly, "This means he's our President." Her teeth were clenched, but she ignored it, picked up a wine glass from the table, brought it to her lips, and began to enjoy it leisurely, as if they didn't exist for her. The man walking with the girl, upon seeing Sameem's reaction, stared at her and said, "Miss Whatever, don't you have manners? The President hasn't even properly arrived yet, and you've already started your party. It seems you couldn't control yourself seeing all this glitz and glamour, otherwise, how would all this befall someone like you?" He had mocked Sameem.
Sameem calmly moved the glass away from her lips and said with a crooked smile, "A street dweller like you will teach royalty manners? Not bad."
The girl's face filled with anger; this was her defeat. She had only pointed at Sameem to tease her, not expecting Sameem to insult her.
Suppressing her anger, she said, "What do you mean by street dweller? You might be a street dweller, and anyway, isn't it true that whoever speaks becomes so?" The girl laughed at Sameem again.
"Oh, really? So, that means you lack manners, right?"
The girl's face turned dark.
Sameem moved closer and said with flair, "My name is Shatakshi, Jasn Singh Shekhawat. Royalty is in my blood, and I don't need to tell any ugly-faced woman that." She shook her hair with flair, mocking the girl.
The man standing in front stared at Shatakshi with a deep gaze. The girl immediately tightened her grip on the man's arm and said, "Adhyatmik, this girl is being rude to us, and you won't say anything to her?"
Shatakshi laughed at her words and said, "Oh, I see now. You're nothing, so you're relying on your future husband for support. But listen to me with open ears: those who cannot stand on their own two feet disappear from the world one day, and no one looks for them." Her voice turned dark as she spoke.
The girl saw a madness in Sameem's eyes, something that made her feel a sense of fear, as if she could do anything. But before she could say anything, Adhyatmik, raising his voice, said in a deep tone, "Shatakshi, control your tongue; you're talking too much nonsense."
Shatakshi comes close to him, looking intently at his face, and says, "Hmm... first you used to like what I said a lot, when you came close to me, and today suddenly I started feeling disgusting to you? Not bad."
Anyway, leave it. I'm finding this party extremely boring right now, and I'm not in any mood to get involved, so I'm leaving. You all enjoy this party with your President and his wife because I can't stomach this charity meal at all." Saying this, she starts to leave.
The girl standing next to Adhyatmik immediately grabs Shatakshi's hand, turns her towards herself, and shouts, "Do you even know what you're blabbering? Everything present here costs crores, and you're spewing nonsense."
Shatakshi pulls her hand away and says playfully, "Now, what's my fault in this? When I use 'black' perfume worth billions, then all this will be cheap for me, won't it? And women like you with dull intellect and looks can't understand these things, after all, you hide your old age with injections."
The girl is suddenly flustered, then says angrily, "Now you're going too far. I don't want to argue with you, understand?"
Shatakshi picks up the tissue paper kept there and starts cleaning her hand as if some dust had touched her. Adhyatmik, who was watching all this, stands in front of Shatakshi and says, grinding his teeth, "Aren't you being a bit too rude? Do you even know she is my wife, so you should respect her as much as you respect me, get it?"
Shatakshi looks at him and says in a strange tone, "What do you think, do I have any respect for you in my eyes?" She was looking into his eyes.
Adhyatmik looks at her with a deep gaze, and then his eyes fall on her hand where Shatakshi had rubbed her hand so hard it had turned red.
He throws the tissue from her hand and says, "What is this you're doing? Leave it." Saying this, he took the tissue paper from her hand and threw it on the ground.
Shatakshi had rubbed her hands with that tissue so badly that they had turned red. Adhyatmik was looking intently at her hand.
The girl shouts, "What are you so proud of? On whose strength are you flying so high? Don't forget, I am the lady boss of the company you are working for."
"All these people are accepting me here, so what's your problem? Isn't it possible that you had feelings for Adhyatmik, and they ended because of me?" She gave a strange smile.
Shatakshi laughs strangely at her words and comes closer, looking her up and down.
Her gaze falls on the girl, and for a moment, the girl takes a step back.
Shatakshi picks up the wine glass kept there and throws it directly at the girl's face, saying, "Shatakshi Jashn Singh Shekhawat's blood does not allow her to use anything wasted, especially something that has already been used."
Everyone present was watching all this in surprise. No one understood what was happening. Everyone was staring at them with wide eyes.
His gaze was on Aadhyatmik.
His veins throbbed, he understood Shatakshi was speaking to him, but he remained completely normal.
Tears and anger welled up in the girl's eyes. How could she be insulted by the employees of her own future husband? In anger, she picked up a wine bottle from there and threw it at Shatakshi.
Before that could happen, someone took Shatakshi safely into his arms. The glass bottle hit Aadhyatmik directly on the back. He had closed his eyes. Shatakshi didn't understand anything; she was just held captive in his arms.
The girl approached Aadhyatmik and, seeing him protect himself, cried out, "How could you do this? I am your future wife. She is insulting me in front of everyone, and you are protecting her."
Aadhyatmik slowly opened his eyes. They were extremely red, the veins in his neck had bulged, and his eyes had deepened. Gritting his teeth, he said, "How dare you attack her? Don't you know what I can do to you?"
He said this in a very deep but cold voice.
The girl trembled terribly with fear. She felt a chill in her stomach.
Then, looking at Shatakshi, he said, "From now on, there should be no nonsense, no arguments here. You all have come for dinner, so enjoy that dinner." Shatakshi glanced at him and, moving away, said, "Not interested. My stomach is already full, and especially after the entertainment here, I don't need to work out. Good night, you all enjoy this dinner." Saying this, she walked forward.
Aadhyatmik, who was staring at her as she walked away, shouted after her, "You can't leave the party midway like this. You have to be involved here too, did you hear me?" He followed her, and the surprise of everyone present grew even more.
Because everyone present knew Aadhyatmik was having a love marriage, but everyone there had seen a soft corner for Shatakshi. Murmurs started around them. The girl, walking out in anger, said, "Aadhyatmik, what are you doing? Why are you going after that person? You came with me, didn't you? Stop." Her voice became tearful as she spoke.
