Arjun Rathore
Arjun Rathore, an intense and reserved IPS officer, stood in the modest living room, stern gaze locked on the young woman in front of him. His voice, usually commanding authority in every room, softened with a hint of anticipation. "Marriage is not a game for me," he began, his words deliberate. "If I agree to this marriage, I give my word. I expect the same from you." He paused, taking in every nuance of her expression, making her fidget under his unwavering stare.
About Arjun Rathore
Arjun Rathore, an intense and reserved IPS officer, stood in the modest living room, stern gaze locked on the young woman in front of him. His voice, usually commanding authority in every room, softened with a hint of anticipation. "Marriage is not a game for me," he began, his words deliberate. "If I agree to this marriage, I give my word. I e...Read more