Our beautiful girls come from an upper-middle-class Sikh household full of the Almighty's love and blessings.

Name- Gurkiran Kaur Gill

Age- 24 years

Father's name- Gurkawal Singh Gill

Mother's name- Harleen Kaur Toor

Our dear Gurkiran is the only daughter of the gill family. She has a lovely grandfather who is her soulmate, her bestie, and her buddy.

Grandfather's - Jagir Singh Gill

Grandmother's- Sukhjeet Kaur Sandhu

Gurkiran is a graceful storm wrapped in tradition and fire. She is raised with divine values and the fierce love of her beloved grandfather—her anchor, her guide, her Guru Pita. Her big, brown eyes shimmer with the courage of a warrior and the vulnerability of someone who loves deeply. Long black hair cascades down like monsoon rains, and her soft, chubby cheeks glow with innocence—yet her pouty pink lips hint at secrets untold. Gurkiran walks the line between faith and fury, caught between devotion and rebellion.

She loves her GP the most in this world. Her GP, to be more precise, Guru Pita is Guru Gobind Singh Ji.

She’s raised in a devout Sikh household with strong moral guidance from her Guru Pita (grandfather), yet she yearns to carve out her destiny—even if it means crossing lines drawn by family, culture, or faith. Does rebellion make her ungrateful? Or is obedience a betrayal of herself?

Her heart stirs for Hukum, a man cloaked in secrets and ruthlessness. But can she love someone who stands against everything she was taught? Especially when she begins uncovering truths that could hurt her family?

She’s expected to be graceful, composed—the perfect daughter. But she carries a tempest inside her. Gurkiran struggles with guilt when she feels angry, vengeful, or bold. Is it wrong for her to want power? Must kindness come at the cost of self?

When injustices shake her world—be it a betrayal, a loss, or the call for revenge—her grounding in divine love is tested. Can she hold onto her spirituality when rage clouds her soul? Or will she become what she fears: someone who walks away from the light?

Hukum sa

Name- Sushant Singh Rajput

Age-25 years

Father's name - Ayansh Singh Rajput

Mother's name - Gayatri Devi

Sister's name - Maya Rajput

Brother's name - Veer Singh Rajput

At 25, Sushant Singh Rajput is more than just a ruthless tycoon—he’s an empire draped in silk and shadows. Crowned the youngest global business magnate, he commands an empire of marble palaces and boardrooms with the same icy glare. Born to royalty and steel-blooded legacy, he’s the heir to Jaipur’s throne, yet no gold outshines the weight of secrets he carries.

Towering at 6 feet with a sculpted beard and crimson-tinted lips, he’s not just handsome—he’s hypnotic. His deep brown eyes are midnight storms, harboring truths too deadly for daylight. He trusts no one, except his bloodline—and his tigers, who mirror his cold restraint and feral dominance.

Behind the luxury cars and tailored suits lies a man carved from tragedy and revenge. He worships discipline, detests betrayal, and believes emotions are the weak man’s poison. And yet... there's a crack somewhere, a scar beneath the stone, waiting for someone brave—or reckless-to touch it.

He is also known as the Desert Panther of Jaipur

Raised to uphold legacy, Hukum often questions if he wants the throne of Jaipur—or if it's just the shadow of expectation. He doesn’t know who he is without power, yet resents never having chosen it.

He’s been burned by betrayal before—perhaps by an old flame or a manipulative ally—and now sees affection as a liability. When Gurkiran enters with her soft edges and fierce soul, it shakes him: she mirrors everything he buried.

His love for his younger sister Maya and fierce loyalty to his family make him susceptible to emotional manipulation. His enemies know this—and they use it. Protecting them may someday cost him everything.

Behind closed doors, he battles anxiety and guilt—a war hero in a suit of Armani. He has nights when his chest tightens with memories of things he’s done for the empire. And he’d rather die than let anyone see that weakness.

Both wrapped in questions meet each other and start a journey full of doubt, adventure, and mystery.

The Golden Temple, or Harmandir Sahib, is a mesmerizing sanctuary that stands as a beacon of spiritual tranquility and architectural splendor. Nestled in the heart of Amritsar, Punjab, this sacred shrine gleams with an ethereal golden glow, reflecting its grandeur in the serene waters of the Amrit Sarovar.

As you approach the temple, the sight of its gilded façade, adorned with intricate carvings and shimmering gold leaf, captivates the soul. The temple’s dome, crowned with a golden pinnacle, rises majestically against the azure sky, symbolizing the divine connection between heaven and earth.

The Harmandir Sahib’s marble pathways, inlaid with precious stones, on which stood Gurkiran gazing at the beauty of the place, as she wouldn't be able to look at its beauty for a long time now, as she was moving to Jaipur for her further studies.

She moved out of the place where her heart lies towards her open jeep, which held her luggage, and beside which stood her family.

Kiran- hey pushpa, I hate tears and u know na...

Harleen - but you never left for such a long time, how can I not cry?

Kiran- I will fine, Hitler, are u gonna stop Pushpa's tears or not?

Gurkawal- Okay, Harleen, our girl is going to be just fine, now stop crying, she needs to go or she will reach her campus late.

Kiran - Okay, where is soulmate?

Harleen- right there.

She said while pointing towards the passenger seat of her jeep, where her soulmate was sitting.

Kiran- soulmate, where is the gift you mentioned?

Jagir- here you are...

He said, giving me a kadda towards me.

Kiran- thanks, soulmate.

She said that, and her soulmate got off the jeep, and Gurkiran started her journey to Jaipur with Karan Ahuja blasting loudly.

When she reached Bikaner, she got stuck in the jam, and she heard someone say that it won't clear for an hour.

So, her being her turned up the volume and blasted Diljit Dosanjh's song Lalkarra and danced to the song on the road gap where a group of small boys also joined.

She enjoyed herself until the jam started moving and got halfway cleared out, she lowered the music volume, and again went on her way.

Obvious of the particular pair of green eyes staring at her, trying to look into her soul as if to figure her out.

She soon reached Jaipur, loving the beauty of the city, while admiring her surroundings, she entered her college.

Due to her interest in ancient architecture, she decided she wanted to restore the ancient, withered building back to its beauty, hence her choice of college.

She had a degree for 3 years only with 2-year course and 1 year working on some kind of project that will be assigned to her as she was there for her master's degree and due to being a brilliant student she was there to work on different places for the next 3 years that she was in Jaipur.

But her today's task was to settle in after registering her arrival and informing her professors.

She found the administration block on the huge campus after entering her info in the campus system. She left the campus after getting the paperwork and talking with her professors about the project she was to work on.

Due to her arriving today, she was given 2 days to settle in and was asked to get back to the campus so she could talk with the person whose property is to be restored.

After leaving the campus, I decided to first get my luggage to my room that my soulmate had arranged for me.

I was driving past the bus cross section when I saw a girl being harassed by a group of boys, and the girl was crying very badly.

I parked my car safely and ran back to the alley the girl had escaped to in hopes of losing the group, but they were still persistent were circled her trying to tease her and snatch her dupatta (cloth worn by Indian women on her head or with her clothes which is taken as a symbol of modesty).

I had had enough when one of them succeeded in snatching the dupatta off her. I ran towards her and stood in front of her like a shield. I removed my scarf, which was long enough to cover her, and gave her so she could cover herself from the dirty eyes of these stupid sex driven creatures.

I sneakily checked for my knife and gun to see if I had them on me or not in case things went out of my hands and I had to threaten them so save our lives, but I know I won't let it get to that point as it was a matter of women's pride.

And my GP taught me to protect the weaker and to protect the pride of a woman, even if it costs you your life.

Kiran - back off now. (I roared)

The boys got scared from my loud, courageous voice, daring them to fight me and warning them at the same time that they could get serious injuries, as I was not ready to back down without a fight.

A few of them backed off, and there were only 2 boys left, as they thought they could overpower me, as I was just a girl.

One of them tried to knock me out, but I was faster than he and kicked him in his balls, then the other one thought, as I was busy with his friend, he could touch her.

The poor girl was shivering with fear, and tears were streaming down her face. I signaled her not to make any type of move and moved behind the second guy and knocked him out while the first was still squirming in pain on the ground.

I slowly moved towards the guy on the floor and knocked him out as well, as I don't want to take any chances with him.

I called the police while I side hugged the girl to provide her a bit of comfort. As soon as the police arrived made the girl sit in my jeep and made sure to lock it and cover the jeep, so no one saw the girl.

Due to my cousins being influential, I called them while telling the incident from my point of view and making sure they didn't get a whiff of the girl being harassed, and I made it look like it was I who was being harassed.

After handling the situation, I got back in the jeep.

Kiran- (in a soft voice) Hey!

Girl- Hi.

Kiran - I have handled the situation; you do not need to worry about it at all. How about I take you to my new house, where you can rest up and call for your family to pick you up? How does that sound to you?

Girl- Okay.

I started the jeep and got my navigation back on, and we were on the way to my home for the next 3 years.

I drove for a few more minutes, and we were in front of a beautiful palace, which was on the outskirts of the city.

The palace’s façade is adorned with intricate carvings and delicate Jali work, showcasing the craftsmanship of skilled artisans. The walls are often painted in vibrant hues, with frescoes depicting scenes from royal life, mythology, and nature. Majestic domes and towering minarets rise against the clear blue sky, creating a silhouette that is both regal and awe-inspiring.

As you approach the palace, you are greeted by grand entrances, often guarded by imposing statues of elephants or warriors. The massive wooden doors, embellished with metal studs and ornate patterns, open to reveal a world of luxury and elegance.

Inside, the palace is a labyrinth of courtyards, each more enchanting than the last. Lush gardens with blooming flowers, fountains, and marble pavilions provide a serene escape from the desert heat. The sound of water trickling from intricately designed fountains adds to the tranquil ambiance.

The interiors of the palace are a sight to behold. Opulent chandeliers hang from high ceilings, casting a warm glow over the richly decorated rooms. Walls are adorned with tapestries, mirrors, and precious stones, reflecting the royal taste for luxury. The floors are often covered with exquisite carpets, and the furniture is a blend of traditional and colonial styles, offering both comfort and grandeur.

The royal chambers are the epitome of luxury, with canopied beds, silk drapes, and plush cushions. Each room tells a story of its own, with antique furniture, ornate mirrors, and personal artifacts that once belonged to the royal family.

I could not believe this was the place my soulmate had rented for me to live for 3 years, it was like a dream come true, a i always wanted to live in a palace like this, I was very excited but decided to contain my excitement.

I took the girl to one of the rooms and tended to her wounds, gave her my phone to make the call, and asked one of the servants to get me something simple to eat and a glass of water while I got up from the bed to freshen up.

By the time I returned, the sandwich and water were on the table, and my phone was alongside it.

Kiran- did you make the call?

Girl- No, actually, as I didn't dare to call them.

Kiran - listen, darlin, it's okay if you don't want to call them, we can do it after eating something.

Girl- okay.

Kiran- Okay, Darlo, what is your name? My name is Gurkiran Kaur.

Girl, my name is Maya.

Kiran - nice to meet you, Maya. Here you go, eat every bit of this sandwich.

Maya- thank you.

After having our food in silence, I got a call from my senior about the date of the meeting being advanced to tomorrow. After confirming the details, I ended the call.

And then Maya called her family, and I talked to them, assuring them that she was alright and could stay for a few days with me if they agreed and she wanted to, but she said she wanted to return to her family as her Dada would have been worrying about her.

Maya and I exchanged our numbers and waited for the car to arrive that would take her back to the front yard.

Maya- can we be friends? I like you.

Kiran- Oh Darlo, we are already friends as I have this quirk of giving nicknames to people who are close to me, so you, my Darlo, are stuck with me for a lifetime.

Maya- that's so sweet of you.

Kiran- I think your ride is here.

I saw the guard rushing towards us.

We both got up and moved towards the door and waved her goodbye as she left the place, but I noticed something on the car license plate, it had a royal number. 7 on it and a small royal logo on it.

Then it all clicked, she was a royal, but why was she alone without any guards? Even if she was related to royals in any way, she should have had protection with her at the time.

I need to solve this mystery but that is for another day as a relaxing bath and food was calling my name so that is what I am going to do right now and then select my outfit for tomorrow then sleep as I need some good rest as I don't want to look like a damn panda.

I had dinner, then worked out a bit to settle the food, then had a long, relaxing bath in my chamber, then followed my night routine, and after applying my face mask, I decided to place all my stuff in its place.

The wardrobe here was all girls' dreams with a little Indian touch.

First, I placed my clothes in hangers and hung them, then came my cosmetics, then I worked on my shoes and heels.

After heels, I moved on to my watches, bracelets, anklets, necklace, and earrings in their own respective places. After placing my jewelry, I worked on my bags.

After all this, I was tired was an understatement, but I still had to finalize my tomorrow's outfit.

I decided to go with a bit professional look with a hint of me in the outfit.

I picked out my YSL heels with my pearl studs and matched them with my Chanel bag and a one-piece suit in maroon.

After setting aside my outfit, I picked out matching quick work nails and applied them, and after finalizing all that, I went to bed after removing my mask and washing it off.

But it felt like all the furniture was not in the right place; it was a feeling, but a very strong and strange feeling. I decided to ponder it later and get some beauty sleep.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.

I had the best sleep of my life would be an understatement as I slept like a log and my hair was still in the best shape it could be.