The city of Udaipur, with its majestic palaces and serene lakes, was a place of beauty and tranquility. But beneath its tranquil surface, a different world existed, a world of power and corruption, of crime and deception.

In this world, one name was whispered in fear and respect: Rudransh Khurana, the king of the underworld, known only as RK. His empire was built on blood and money, and his reputation was one of ruthlessness and cunning.

But few knew the truth about RK, that behind the mask of the ruthless mafia lord, a complex and tortured soul existed. A soul that had been shaped by the darkness of his past, and the weight of his responsibilities.

Rudransh's story began many years ago, in the streets of Udaipur, where he grew up with nothing but his wits and his fists to survive. He had always been a fighter, a rebel, and a survivor. But as he grew older, he realized that there was more to life than just fighting and surviving. He wanted power, and he wanted respect.

And so, he began to build his empire, using any means necessary to achieve his goals. He formed alliances, he made deals, and he eliminated his enemies. He became a master of manipulation, a chess player who always thought several moves ahead.

But as he rose to the top of the underworld, Rudransh's personal life began to suffer. He had few friends, and even fewer people he could trust. He was constantly looking over his shoulder, waiting for the other shoe to drop, waiting for someone to try and take him down.

And then, there was Drishti Aggarwal, a successful doctor, with a heart full of kindness and compassion. She was a ray of sunshine in a world of darkness, and her presence had the power to illuminate even the darkest of souls.

Their paths had crossed before, in a lifetime ago, when they were just children, playing and laughing together. But life had taken them in different directions, and they had lost touch.

Rudransh had thought he had forgotten about Drishti, that he had left her behind in his pursuit of power and wealth. But now, seeing her again in his best friend's wedding, all the feelings came resurging. He felt like he was drowning in the depths of his own emotions, unable to escape the pull of his childhood sweetheart.

As he watched her from across the room, Rudransh's mind flashed back to the memories of their childhood. He remembered the way she used to smile, the way she used to laugh, and the way she used to make him feel. He remembered the way she used to look at him, with eyes that shone like stars in the night sky.

Rudransh's heart skipped a beat as he saw Drishti again, and he knew that he had to have her. He had to make her his, no matter what the cost. He would do whatever it took to win her back, to make her love him again.

As he made his way through the crowds, Rudransh's eyes never left Drishti's face. He could see the spark of recognition in her eyes, and he knew that she had seen him too. He could see the fear and the uncertainty in her eyes, and he knew that she was hesitant to approach him.

But Rudransh was not a man to be denied. He was a man who always got what he wanted, no matter what the cost. And what he wanted now was Drishti.

As he reached her side, Rudransh took a deep breath, and let his eyes lock onto hers. "Drishti," he said, his voice low and husky. "It's been a long time."

Drishti's eyes flashed with fear, and she took a step back. "Rudransh," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Rudransh smiled, a slow and seductive smile. "You look beautiful," he said, his eyes roaming over her face and body. "You look like a goddess."

Drishti's cheeks flushed with color, and she looked away. "Thank you," she said, her voice still barely above a whisper.

Rudransh's eyes never left her face, and he could see the emotions swirling inside her. He could see the fear and the uncertainty, but he could also see the attraction and the desire.

And he knew that he had her. He knew that he could win her back, no matter what it took.

The stage was set, the players were in place, and the game was about to begin. A game of power, of love, of loyalty, and of betrayal. A game that would change the course of their lives forever.

And so, the story begins, a story of two souls, bound together by fate, and torn apart by circumstance. A story of love, of loss, and of redemption. A story that would take them to the depths of hell, and back again, in search of the truth, and the love that they had lost.

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RUDRANSH "RK" KHURANA

"My empire may be built on blood and money but my heart is built on the love i have for you."

DRISHTI "HEER" AGGARWAL

"I'm a doctor but you are the cure to my heart."

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As Rudransh's eyes locked onto Drishti's, the past and present collided, and the flames of their long-lost love reignited, threatening to consume them both in a passionate and all-consuming inferno.

Join Rudransh and Drishti in their story of love, desire, passion and romance.