Hello pretty peoples!

It's me your not so pretty author wanna conclude something or more like serving some gyaan.

Here's my 2nd story which is completely different from the first one "expected the acceptance" Before making any judgements please go through this book.
(I've unpublished the previous book as I want to complete this one first and then I'll publish the first one)

Based on your votes and comments I'll post the chapters daily!!

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You're free to give gaalis or use slangs for my characters
(Some of them really deserve gaalis)

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I'm not so fluent in English there will be lots and lots of grammatical mistakes so ignore those just like my English teacher does!

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Do not compare my books with other authors I'm still a newbie.

I love reading other books too!

This book is solely based on my imagination and thinking if you find any similarities in certain parts of this story then it's totally a coincidence.

I don't appreciate stealing someone else's hardwork and naming it as mine.

If you find anything inappropriate and disturbing do let me know.

• the initial chapters might get cliche or boring but trust the process and go with the flow!!!

So yeah that's it!

This story is going to end with hea!!

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𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭~

𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙍𝙖𝙞:

• A 23 years old charming, petite, brown haired girl.

• Dancer by profession and the star of the family.

𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲~

𝙅𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙍𝙖𝙞 : Nandini's grandfather.
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• The head of the family.

• Runs many NGOs for animals and humans.

• loves every member of the house equally but maybe lil more to nandini.

𝘼𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙠 𝙍𝙖𝙞 : Nandini's father.
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• Chairman of RN industries.

𝙍𝙖𝙟𝙫𝙞𝙧 𝙍𝙖𝙞 : Nandini's brother
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• CEO of RN industries.

• loves his family more than anything.

• Termed as cold and ruthless but actually a softie.

𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙧 𝙠𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖 : Nandini's uncle (phupa /
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bua's husband)

• vice-chairman at RN company also manages many NGOs along with FIL.

• loves Nandini and rajvir as his own child.

• Nandini's secret diary.

𝙑𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖 : Nandini's cousin (samir's
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son)

• currently in USA pursuing medical.

• Typically a playboy but never hurts anyone.

• Nandini's Crime partner.

𝘼𝙨𝙝𝙖 : Nandini's childhood caretaker
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• but still stays with her.

𝘼𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙠 : Nandini's bestfriend.
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• they are bestfriends for more than 3years.

There are shortcuts to happiness and dancing is one of them∞

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It's nandini's character aesthetics 🤍
I hope y'all liked it.

Drop your questions/queries!!

Spread love.

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭~

𝘼𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙊𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 :

• A 28 year old handsome billionaire.

• CEO of Oberoi industries.

• The man of every girl's dream.

• Ruthless, arrogant and hates the one who lies.

𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐡'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲~

𝙍𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙟 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 : Anirudh's
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grandfather.

• The head of the family and ex-chairman of oberoi industries.

• pretends to be cold and strict but fears his grandson.

• The cupid of every love story.

𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞: Anirudh's grandmother.
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• The sweetest of all.

• Loves every member but is very strict with her husband.

𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 : Anirudh's father.
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• COO of oberoi industries.

• calm and childish.

• The most romantic person.

𝘼𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 : Anirudh's mother.
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• MD of oberoi industries.

• anirudh's heartbeat.

• santoor mummy.

𝙊𝙢𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 : Anirudh's uncle &
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Brother of shivay.

• Famous cardiologist at their own hospital.

• loves his brother more than himself.

𝙂𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙞 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 : omkara's wife.
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• Designer and have her own boutique.

• The best-half of omkara.

• A perfect aunt for anirudh.

𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 & 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 :
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• 22 years old cousins of anirudh and twins of omkara and gauri.

• the little devils of oberoi house.

• The shine and the comedian of the family.

𝙆𝙖𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙞 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙝 : anirudh's bua.
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𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙝 : anirudh's cousin and bua's
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Son.

'I never dreamed about success. I worked for it'.

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Here's anirudh's aesthetics I hope you liked it🤍

Ik ik ishqbaaz was my favorite serial:)
I used to watch it daily I never missed single episode.

What's your favorite serial or film??

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𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙞 × 𝘼𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙝 ~

𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦.

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"𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶"

"𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴"

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𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦.

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Sp finally the aesthetics are over and  dive into nandini×anirudh world.

Spread love!

“Dhin dhin dhaage tirakita… tu na ka ta… dhaage tirakita dhin na…”

A soft, melodic voice echoed through the sunlit hall of Nrityadhee. Each syllable landed with rhythmic precision, weaving into the air like silk.

Nandini Rai stood barefoot on the polished wooden floor, her anklets chiming in sync with her movements.

She wasn’t just dancing — she was painting emotions with her body, gliding like a feather in a gentle breeze.
There was something heartbreakingly beautiful in the way she moved. Her soul, wounded yet resilient, poured into every beat of Ektaal she uttered.

She spun gracefully, her light brown bun loosely secured, swaying with her steps.
Strands of hair framed her face, sticking slightly to her temple as she moved.
Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered like distant stars in a cold, moonless night — full of stories untold.
Her sharp nose and soft, tinted lips moved delicately as she taught the rhythm, the same lips that rarely revealed the storm beneath her calm.

To her students, she was ethereal. Gentle, graceful, and kind — a soul dipped in poetry. When she smiled, the room glowed with warmth.
Her laughter — light and musical — felt like hope in human form.

But no one truly saw the pain hidden behind that enchanting smile.

No one knew that Nandini Rai’s strength was a mask she wore too well.

A voice broke through the trance.
“Shrey! Where’s your focus? Match the beats!”

Her tone was firm but never harsh. The students respected her — not just for her skill, but for the way she made everyone feel seen.
She was their anchor.
Their favourite dance teacher.
Their Nandu Di.

And this — Nrityadhee — was her safe space. Her second life. Her sanctuary.

She had built this academy from scratch, brick by emotional brick, when the world had tried to break her.

Tomorrow, on 4th October, they would celebrate its anniversary — a milestone that meant more to her than anyone could ever understand.

As she corrected Shrey’s posture, the studio doors flung open with urgency.
Aashi — her assistant, partner-in-chaos, and best friend — came rushing in, breathless, clutching her phone.

“Nandu… Nandu!”

Nandini turned around, concern immediately clouding her features.
“Aashi? Hey, slow down. Breathe first—”

But Aashi interrupted, panting, panic in her voice.
“Nandu… it’s from home… I just got a call… your bhai… I think he met with an accid—”

She didn’t get to finish. The color drained from Nandini’s face. In a heartbeat, she sprinted forward, snatching the car keys from Aashi’s hand without a word.

“Nandu! Wait!” But she was already gone.

The silver car roared to life, tires screeching as it sped out of the parking lot, vanishing beyond the horizon.

Silence followed.

Aashi stood at the entrance, watching the trail of dust settle. Then, with a devilish smile tugging at the corner of her lips, she flipped her hair and smirked — her earlier panic now replaced by something sinister.

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Nandini gripped the steering wheel like her life depended on it, her knuckles pale, her heartbeat deafening. The car raced down the road like a bullet, matching the storm inside her chest.

Tears blurred her vision. Her breath came in shallow gasps. The world around her became a hazy smear of colors and sounds.

"Bhai…" her voice cracked as she whispered to herself, praying—desperate.

She didn’t see the truck until it was almost too late.

With a panicked jerk, she twisted the steering wheel.

The tires screeched, and the car swerved violently to the right.
A sickening crash followed as the car slammed into a roadside tree. The impact jolted her body forward, but the seatbelt yanked her back just in time.
Her head hit the headrest. Her world spun.

She sat there, stunned. Breathless.

Then, her fingers scrambled for her phone.

“Parth… Parth…” she muttered as she dialed with trembling hands.

The call rang.

Once.
Twice.
Finally, it connected.

“He…hello Parth? It’s me, Nandini. Parth, please, please come—”

His voice cut her off, casual and unaffected.

“Calm down, baby. I’m a little busy here. I’ll call you later, okay? Bye.”

Click.

The silence that followed was louder than any scream.

She stared at the phone in disbelief, her hands trembling, her heart breaking in real time.

Before she could fall apart, headlights flashed ahead. A car slowed down beside her, the window rolling down.

A concerned voice called out,
“Are you okay? Do y—”

Nandini rushed to the car window.
“Please, please drop me at my home. It’s urgent. Please…”

The man took one look at her pale, tear-streaked face and nodded.
“Of course. Get in.”

She slid into the passenger seat, folding into herself. Her breaths were erratic.
Her body shook, but she kept wiping her tears, trying to hold herself together.

But the man didn’t start the car. He leaned slightly toward her.

Her panic surged again.

No. No. Not now. Please not another problem—

She squeezed her eyes shut.

Click.

The sound of the seatbelt locking into place made her eyes flutter open.

He had simply buckled her in.

She felt the heat of embarrassment crawl up her neck. She gave a small nod of thanks, too shaken to speak.

The man didn’t ask questions. He just drove.

Twenty minutes.

For Nandini, it felt like an eternity.
She tried calling every number she could think of — home, neighbors, relatives, even her father.
Nothing.
Either no answer or unreachable.
Her anxiety grew louder than her thoughts.

Finally, the tall white gates of Rai Mansion loomed into view.

Before the car even came to a complete stop, she unbuckled and flung the door open.

“Thank you,” she whispered breathlessly, not waiting for a reply as she ran toward the entrance, her footsteps echoing like her heartbeat — wild and desperate.

She didn’t know what awaited her inside.
But every second felt like a lifetime.

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Stepping inside her house she saw everything was dark lights were off.

"Nandu"

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