The sun rose slowly over Rajwansh Mansion, its golden rays bouncing off white marble walls and polished windows. From above, the mansion looked like something out of a dream—acres of green lawns, fountains that never stopped flowing, and a driveway that could easily be mistaken for a private racetrack. Parked there were machines worth fortunes—sleek sports cars, vintage collectibles, and SUVs that gleamed under the light like loyal soldiers waiting for their king.
And the king of this world was Rudransh Rajwansh.

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