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"Khanna I'm asking what is it? Can you hear me !", rajveer shouted on khanna.

"Sir.. i got .... got information that rehan frequently met Rajan before the bomb blast, i think he is behind all theses conspiracies", khanna sir , his voice trembling, knowing that how rajveer will react.

But in contrast to khanna fear , " hmm , he may be ally of that Rajan but he is that much idiot to plan to kill dadaji . Because dadaji was also close to him . Just gather the full information without missing anything ", rajveer said firmly and ended the call abruptly without listening to khanna.

Rajveer took a deep breath to get relaxed as Khanna's words were even more making rajveer to doubt at Rehan, his elder brother. But he is praying that rehan shouldn't be behind Dadaji's deadth, because rajveer knows how brutally he is gonna kill the person who helped Rajan in ambulance bomb blast.

Rajveer turned towards Abhira who was sleeping peacefully, by placing baby on her chest . Seeing the both mother and son, rajveer smiled, shaking his head and all of his anger and tension vanished.

He went towards them and then he gently took tha baby from Abhira and placing his son on his chest and suddenly baby boy clutches rajveer's shirt, making rajveer to chukle.

He kisses on his forehead head , and so gently runned his hand on baby's head"papa is always there for you , prince", he wishpered.

And all slept peacefully.

After one day :-

The house bustled with the excitement of preparations for Rajveer and Abhira's adopted son's naming ceremony. Rudransh, Aliya, and Gaurav were busy supervising the decorations, while the guests awaited the celebration. Riya, however, tried her best to smile through her own struggles, and Aliya noticed, giving her a gentle squeeze on the shoulder.

Rajveer, dressed in a traditional outfit, was on a call in the balcony, ensuring everything was running smoothly for their son's naming ceremony. Meanwhile, Abhira was struggling with her dress zipper. Her small hands fumbled with it, her brows furrowing in frustration as she kept pulling at it in vain.

Just then, Rajveer finished his call and stepped back inside, his gaze falling upon Abhira. She looked enchanting, even with the innocent pout on her lips as she struggled with the zipper. Rajveer's eyes softened, and he moved toward her quietly, smiling to himself.

"She looks so beautiful, so pure. Hayeee my wify !" Rajveer whispered after seeing Abhira.

"Puchki, need a little help?" Rajveer asked, keeping a nick name to Abhira.

Abhira's eyes widened slightly, a shy smile blossoming on her face as she looked down, nodding.

"Puchki? Is it me puchku?", abhira asked in confusion.

"Yeah ofc it's you. I'm your puchku and your are my puchki", rajveer said , and came towards her .

"Puchku, this dress is... too stubborn! It won't listen to me", abhira yelled

Rajveer chuckled softly, stepping closer. He gently took hold of the zipper and slowly pulled it up, his fingers brushing lightly against her skin. Abhira shivered slightly, her heart racing at his touch.

"Maybe it was waiting for me to help my Puchki", rajveer wishpered in her ear .

Abhira blushed, her cheeks turning pink, and she stammered, turning to face him with an innocent yet mischievous smile.

Abhira: "Puchku, you're being naughty!"

Rajveer smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close, his eyes warm with love.

"Maybe I am... but only for you, my Puchki ", rajveer said softly, his chin on her shoulder.

"Tickles!" she whispered, laughing softly as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, holding her close.

"Puchku, today mummy and papa are coming right? I have prepared them a gift. Will they accept it?", abhira asked .

"Of course they will . Ok I have a suprise for you today?", rajveer said , his voice soft and hoarse

Abhira eyes lightened with excitement "really puchku? What is it?",she exclaimed

"I will reaval it in party . Ok?", rajveer said, a small smile tugged on his face.

Abhira pouted.

"Please puchku, tell me ---", abhira pleaded but rajveer placed his index finger on her lips.

"Please jannu , be patient for few hours and I promise you that your patience will be worth it ", rajveer whispered.

Abhira nooded, and estimating what rajveer have been planned.

"You look perfect," he murmured, his lips grazing her ear, sending a warm shiver through her.

Abhira giggled, the happiness evident in her innocent smile as she placed her hands over his. "You always say that, Puchku. Even when I look messy."

"You never look messy to me," he replied, his voice low and full of love. "And today, you're especially looking gorgeous"

Abhira blushed, leaning into him. They stayed like that for a moment, wrapped up in each other, the world outside forgotten. But a sudden giggle broke through the air. Their little boy, who had been peacefully asleep, now lay awake, watching them with a bright, happy smile and a soft laugh.

Both turned to find their baby boy lying in his crib, awake and laughing at them, his tiny fists waving in the air.

Rajveer chuckled, scooping him up. "Look who's ready for his big day!" he whispered, bouncing the baby gently as Abhira smiled, her eyes lighting up.

"Look, your Puchku Papa was disturbing your mummy!" Abhira said.

Rajveer chuckled, coming over and gently taking the baby from her arms, holding him up with a big smile.

"Puchku what will happen in naming ceremony?", abhira innocently asked.

" We will name our baby in naming ceremony ", rajveer gently said scooping baby in his arms.

"Oo then did you decided name our son as golu?", abhira curiously asked rajveer.

Rajveer raised his eyebrow and shook his head"not at all!", he exclaimed firmly.

"Yaar he is my son , rajveer Rajvanshi's son. I will never keep these silly names to my son . However I will reveal his name in our party. First let me to make him ready and later let's down, all are waiting for us", rajveer said and took out a traditional outfit for baby .

Dressed in his tiny suit, the baby looked angelic, and Abhira couldn't stop beaming as they walked downstairs, hand in hand, joining the others.

The grand hall was beautifully decorated, bursting with vibrant colors and soft lights, as guests filled the space with excitement and laughter. A festive atmosphere enveloped everyone, creating a warm, celebratory mood. At the front of the room, a stage had been set up, adorned with flowers and twinkling fairy lights.

Rudransh and Aliya stood confidently at the microphone, their faces bright with enthusiasm. "Ladies and gentlemen!" Rudransh called out, his voice resonating through the hall. "Thank you all for joining us today to celebrate a very special occasion-the naming ceremony of Rajveer and Abhira's son!"

The crowd erupted in applause, clapping and cheering as Abhira beamed with pride, holding their baby in her arms.

Aliya smiled at the audience and continued, "It's a day filled with love, laughter, and blessings as we welcome little Aarav into our family. Now, let's bring the proud parents to the stage!"

Rudransh gestured toward the couple, and the crowd cheered louder. Abhira became nervous by seeing the guests and she clutches rajveer's hand tightly and rajveer reassured her through squeezing her hand back with reassuring smile and Rajveer took Abhira's hand, guiding her gently as they made their way to the stage, their baby nestled in Abhira's arms. As they stepped onto the platform, the audience erupted into applause, celebrating the moment.

Rajveer took a deep breath, his heart swelling with emotion as he looked out at the crowd. "Thank you, everyone, for being here with us today," he began, his voice filled with warmth. "We are beyond grateful to celebrate our son's naming ceremony with all of you."

Abhira's face glowed with happiness as she looked at Rajveer, her childlike excitement contagious. "Puchku, it feels like a dream!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with joy.

Rajveer smiled back at her, then turned to the audience. "Today, we are thrilled to announce the name of our son-kiaan!" he declared, holding the baby up for everyone to see.

Cheers and applause erupted throughout the hall. "Kiaan! Kiaan!" the guests chanted, echoing the joy of the moment. Abhira clutched her son closer, her eyes shining with tears of happiness.

"Little kiaan," Rajveer whispered, his voice tender, "we promise to love you, guide you, and support you every step of the way."

Aliya stepped forward, grinning widely. "bhaiya o thought you would name him abhiveer",

The crowd clapped and cheered again, and Abhira turned to Rajveer, her eyes sparkling. "He's smiling puchku " she said, her voice soft and filled with affection.

"Just like his mother," Rajveer replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on kiaan's forehead. "I couldn't have asked for a better partner in this journey."

As the applause continued, Rudransh raised his glass, calling for everyone's attention. "Now, let's raise a toast to our beautiful family! May kiaan bring endless joy and love into our lives!"

"Mom called me that they will be here in few hours ", rudransh said to Aliya

With smiles all around, Abhira felt a sense of belonging and warmth enveloping her. This was her family, and today was a celebration of love, unity, and the beautiful bond they shared.

Rudransh and Aliya exchanged mischievous glances, clearly up to something. Aliya stepped forward, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Ladies and gentlemen! While we're celebrating little kian today, we have another surprise for the lovely couple!"

Rajveer raised an eyebrow, a hint of seriousness returning to his demeanor as he looked at Rudransh and Aliya. "What's going on?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"Don't worry, Puchku! You're not in any trouble... yet!" Aliya teased, winking at Abhira, who was blissfully unaware of the prank. "We just realized that Rajveer and Abhira never had an engagement ceremony before their marriage. So, we took the liberty of arranging one right here, right now!"

Abhira's eyes widened in surprise, and a rosy blush spread across her cheeks. "What? An engagement? Now?" she stammered, glancing at Rajveer, who wore an amused expression.

Rudransh stepped forward, his playful grin widening. "Yes, we figured it was about time for you two to get officially engaged. Don't worry, Rajveer, we won't make you say any cheesy lines!"

Rajveer shot him a deadpan look, though a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "This is ridiculous," he said, attempting to maintain his serious demeanor. But Abhira was giggling uncontrollably, her innocent laughter filling the room.

"Oh, come on, Rajveer! Just let it happen!" Aliya urged, leaning in closer. "Besides, it'll be fun! You're not the ceo today; you're just a lovestruck fiancé!"

"Lovestruck fiancé?" Rajveer scoffed, rolling his eyes, but the hint of a smile betrayed his stoic facade. "Fine, but I'm not saying anything stupid."

Abhira bounced on her feet, her eyes sparkling. "I want to say something!" she declared, looking at Rajveer. "Will you be my 'Puchku' forever?"

Rajveer smirked, finally breaking into a grin. "That I can say yes without any hesitation," he replied, stepping closer to her.

"Alright, let's get this engagement started!" Rudransh announced, pulling out a ring box that glimmered under the lights.

The crowd cheered, and Aliya nudged Abhira playfully. "Don't be shy, Abhira! This is your moment!"

everyone in the hall was momentarily taken aback when Rajveer suddenly knelt down before Abhira, the engagement ring glimmering in his hand. Silence fell over the room, and all eyes were on him.

Rudransh and Aliya exchanged shocked glances, their mouths agape. Rajveer, known for his fierce reputation and serious demeanor, had never knelt for anyone-not even to receive blessings from elders. This was a side of him they had never witnessed, a blend of the fierce mafia king and the tender husband he was becoming.

Suddenly, Rudransh recalled a past incident vividly. He remembered a middle-aged man who had once demanded Rajveer kneel to take his blessings. "You're the future of this family, Rajveer! You must show respect!" the man had insisted, standing tall as Rajveer glared at him, his eyes cold and unyielding.

In a split second, the memory of that day flashed before his eyes: Rajveer had suddenly drawn his gun, aiming directly at the man's foot. "Respect is earned, not demanded, kaka" he had said, pulling the trigger with a swift motion. The loud bang echoed through the air, and the man fell back in shock, screaming in pain. Rajveer had walked away, his expression never faltering, leaving behind a trail of fear and awe.

Now, as he knelt before Abhira, that same man's face flashed in Rudransh's mind, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Is this the same Rajveer who shot a man in the foot for daring to make him kneel?" he whispered to Aliya, both of them still in shock.

Rajveer glanced at Abhira, the playful glint returning to his eyes. "I never knelt before anyone till now , even near my parents and elders too .But for you, I'm willing to break my own rules," he said, a soft smile spreading across his face. "So, will you be my partner in this life, my queen?"

Abhira laughed, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. "Yes, yes! A million times yes!"

Rudransh clapped loudly, joining in the fun. "I knew you were a softie at heart, Rajveer!"

"More like a lovesick puppy," Aliya teased, causing the audience to erupt in laughte

"Stop it monkey", rajveer warned her

Rajveer slid the ring onto her finger, a perfect fit that symbolized their union. The audience erupted in cheers, the shock quickly transforming into joy. Rudransh and Aliya joined in, laughing and clapping, their earlier surprise melting into celebration. "Who would have thought the mighty Rajveer would ever kneel for love?" Aliya teased, her voice full of admiration.

Rajveer smirked, finally allowing a hint of his playful side to shine through. "For her, I'd do it a thousand times over," he replied, standing tall beside Abhira. "I may be a mafia king, but I'll always be her best husband, always her puchku ."

And now it is abhira's turn and Aliya handed over the ring to Abhira. Rajveer was eagerly waiting her to wear the ring in hai finger.

As abhira was about to wear ring in Rajveer's finger, something unimaginable happened.

The moment was electric, filled with joy and anticipation, as Abhira carefully raised the engagement ring to Rajveer's finger. Just as she was about to slide it on, the atmosphere shattered like glass.

"Abhira!" Dadiji's voice boomed through the hall, slicing through the happiness like a knife. She stormed in, her expression twisted with anger. In a swift motion, she snatched the ring from Abhira's hand and threw it across the room, the sparkle of the diamond catching the light just before it hit the floor.

Later dadiji did an unimaginable, she slapped Abhira, leaving abhira in shock and Abhira started to cry . "P--puchku", abhira mumbled, her voice unclear due to her sobs.

"Don't you dare to take my grand son name!", dadiji voice dripped with disdain as she pushed Abhira, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. The laughter and cheers that had filled the space suddenly turned into gasps of shock. Rajveer's heart raced as he witnessed the scene unfold.

"Abhira!" he shouted, rushing to her side and catching her before she hit the floor. He helped her up, who was crying vulnerably and gasping for breath.

"P--pu-pucku, d-da-di ", abhira sobbed, her voice unclear and her voice trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks, her cheek was red where dadiji slapped her .

Rajveer who is heartbroken by seeing his abhira in this state, hugged her tightly "i know bacha , i know, I'm here nothing will happen to you. No one is going to hurt you", rajveer whispered, his voice low , filled with love and care .

"Don't cry bacha, no one is going to separate us . I'm here na , so please don't cry . I just want to kill myself whenever I saw you crying .It's hurting me so much to see you like this. It's breaking my heart. I can't bear to see you in pain", rajveer said cupping her face. Abhira nooded by still crying.

his eyes burning with fury as he turned to face his grandmother. "How dare you treat her like this? You can't treat her in this way , not infront of me. If there were a other person other than you , i would have beheaded person brutally infront of my abhira ", rajveer shouted.

Dadiji's glare hardened. "You are going against me for this unlucky girl ? Well I still love you son . She doesn't belongs to here. She is danger for your life . She nothing but disgrace for you and our home", dadaji yelled, her eyes filled with hater on Abhira.