Bound by Destiny
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A story where love is written by destiny, no matter how much people resist.
Some love stories are written not in ink, but in destiny.
He was fire — ruthless, powerful, untouchable.
She was water — gentle, healing, and full of life.
Together, they were never meant to meet… yet fate had already tied their names together long before they knew it.
ARMAAN RATHORE
35, CEO of Rathore Group, ruthless, controlling, scarred by betrayal.
DR. MEERA SHARMA
25, kind-hearted doctor, destiny-linked to Armaan.
RAGHAV MALHOTRA
Armaan’s best friend, witty, business strategist / Armaan’s confidant, like a brother.
ANAYA SHARMA
Meera’s younger sister, bubbly, comic relief, college student / aspiring professional.
KAVYA KAPOOR
Armaan’s childhood friend, socialite / business associate, secretly in love with Armaan, jealous of Meera.
RAJ RATHORE
Armaan’s younger brother, flirty and loyal, entrepreneur / junior executive in family business.
🏢 RATHORE FAMILY (ARMAAN’S SIDE – RICH & POWERFUL)
DHANRAJ RATHORE → (Armaan’s grandfather) Wise patriarch, values honor, soft corner for Meera. Old-school, but heart of gold.
Retired patriarch, wise, respected in business.
VIKRAM RATHORE → (Armaan’s father) Businessman, semi-retired, supports Armaan but avoids family drama.
SAVITA RATHORE → (Armaan’s mother) Elegant, traditional, emotional, instantly adores Meera.
AAROHI RATHORE → (Armaan’s sister) Glamorous, socialite, sometimes a bit dramatic. Loves Armaan, but unintentionally adds spice, involved in charity/business events.
👩⚕️ SHARMA FAMILY (MEERA’S SIDE – MIDDLE CLASS, LOVING)
DR. MOHAN SHARMA → (Meera’s father) Retired professor, values honesty, proud of Meera’s profession.
KUSUM SHARMA → (Meera’s mother) Simple, emotional, worried about daughters’ future.
RISHI SHARMA → (Meera’s cousin brother) Protective of Meera, initially doesn’t trust Armaan.CEO OF RM INDUSTRIES.
DR. ISHAAN VERMA → Meera’s hospital colleague, admires her silently, but becomes a jealousy trigger for Armaan.
SAKSHI MALHOTRA → Raghav’s sister, fashion designer, sassy and funny, helps Meera adapt to high society.
Episode 1: Collision of Worlds
BABY DARCO
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BABY DARCO
"MISS BLUEBERRY"
BABY DARCO
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Busy city road, rainy evening
Cars honking, rain pouring, street lights reflecting on wet asphalt
Armaan Rathore’s black luxury car speeds recklessly through traffic. He’s on the phone, sharply dressed, hair slightly wet from rain.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
📱(into phone, irritated)Make sure the Rathore Group deal is finalized by tonight. I don’t want excuses, Raghav.
Raghav Malhotra, casual in a leather jacket, leans on a building rooftop, smirking as he speaks on the phone.
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
📱Chill, Armaan. The deal’s in your name. But maybe you should slow down before the rain washes away your reputation… and your car.
Armaan frowns, gripping the steering wheel tighter. Suddenly, a motorbike skids, crashes near him, causing him to swerve violently. The car hits the divider. Airbags deploy.
Alarms beeping, nurses rushing, water dripping from Armaan’s coat. He’s conscious but shaken, bruised, bleeding slightly.
Meera Sharma rushes in, scrubs slightly damp from rain, stethoscope around neck. Calm but determined.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
Step aside, please! Patient needs immediate attention!
Nurse moves aside. Meera kneels beside Armaan, checking vitals.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(muttering to herself) Blood pressure’s high… mild concussion… nothing severe.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(gritting teeth, annoyed)Who’s… in charge here? I said I’m fine.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(without looking up, firmly) And I said you’re not. You’ll cooperate, or I’ll tie you down myself.
Armaan raises an eyebrow, slightly amused but trying to hide it. He’s not used to being told what to do.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
Bold. And… annoying.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(scowling, checking his arm)You’re lucky you’re alive. You think arrogance can save you from accidents?
Armaan sits on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, still dripping wet. Meera finishes dressing his wound. Raghav walks in, teasing grin.
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
So, Mr. CEO, saved by a doctor? Never thought I’d see the day.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(glares, flustered slightly)Shut up, Raghav.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(handing him discharge papers) You need rest, Mr. Rathore. And no speeding tomorrow. Or you’ll see me again… under less friendly circumstances.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(mutters, almost to himself, watching her leave) She’s… something else.
Meera sits at dinner with her family, slightly distracted, recalling Armaan’s stormy gaze.
Anaya Sharma(fl sister)
(Meera’s younger sister, teasing)Di, you daydreaming about some rich, grumpy man now?
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(rolls eyes, embarrassed)Anaya! Don’t be ridiculous.
Kusum Sharma (fl mother)
(smiling softly)You seem distracted, beta. Everything okay at the hospital?
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
Just… a patient. That’s all.
Anaya Sharma(fl sister)
(whispering, grinning)Patient or future CEO husband?
Meera glares at her, mortified. Kusum laughs softly.
RATHORE MANSION—LIVING ROOM NIGHT
Armaan pacing in his office, holding the hospital discharge papers. He mutters to himself.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
Who is she? Why… can’t I stop thinking about her?
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
Careful, boss. Obsession looks bad on a CEO.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(ignores him, staring out the window at the rain-soaked city)No… it’s not obsession. Something… else.
someone is sleeping, dreamlike scene: a shadowed figure protecting her. She smiles unknowingly.
Episode 2: Collision of Worlds
BABY DARCO
THANK YOU SO MUCH "TIMZY" FOR FOLLOWING ME🥹🥰
RATHORE GROUP— CEO CABIN, MORNING
Polished glass walls, massive mahogany table. Armaan sits at the head, papers and laptop open, coffee untouched. Raghav lounges across, smirking.
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
So, Mr. “I-Can’t-Stop-Thinking-About-Her,” what’s the plan for today?
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(irritated, glaring): Stop calling me that. I don’t… think about her.
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
(teasing): Sure. Denial is classic. The doctor? The one who patched you up last night?
Armaan Rathore(ml)
She’s a doctor. That’s all.
His assistant enters, holding a phone.
ASSISTANT
Sir, Dr. Meera Sharma called. She… wants to discuss a blood donation initiative Rathore Group is hosting.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(freezes slightly, mutters): Fate… really?
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
(laughing): Fate or coincidence, boss? You tell me.
MEERA’S HOSPITAL, AFTERNOON
Meera walks briskly through the hallway, clipboard in hand. Anaya bounds in, waving excitedly.
Anaya Sharma(fl sister)
Didi! Guess what? You’re meeting Mr. Armaan Rathore today!
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(flustered): Anaya! Stop exaggerating. It’s a formal thing, a professional meeting.
Anaya Sharma(fl sister)
Professional? Pfft! You barely survive a glance at him yesterday.
Meera huffs and enters the conference room. Armaan is already there, hands clasped behind him, scanning a brochure.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(cool, slightly smirking): Dr. Sharma. I hear you’re quite the lifesaver.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(formal, arms crossed): I save lives. Not egos.
A brief silence. Both exchange subtle glares. Sparks of tension and intrigue.
CONFERENCE ROOM, DISCUSSION BEGINS
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
The campaign requires doctors to visit schools and rural centers. Your company’s contribution can save hundreds of children.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(leaning back, evaluating her): And if I say no?
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(calm, piercing gaze): Then your company will look like it doesn’t care about society. Public image matters too, Mr. Rathore.
Armaan smirks, amused by her audacity.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
Bold. I like that.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(Bristles, whispering under breath): I don’t like that.
Raghav Malhotra(ml bff)
(leaning in, whispering to Armaan): See? She’s not afraid of you. Finally, someone who keeps up.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(gritting teeth, slightly flustered): Hmph.
OUTSIDE THE HOSPITAL, EVENING
Rain again. Armaan walks out, umbrella in hand. Meera exits behind him, umbrella forgotten, water dripping on her shoulder.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(calls out, slightly annoyed): Doctor Sharma, your umbrella…
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(turning, slightly flustered): I don’t need it, thank you.
Armaan steps closer, offering his umbrella. She hesitates, then takes it. Their hands touch briefly. Both feel a jolt.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(softly, almost to himself): Why does she… affect me like this?
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
(thinking): There’s something… familiar about him. Almost… dreamlike.
Family eating together. Meera distracted, thinking about Armaan’s intense gaze.
Kusum Sharma (fl mother)
(concerned): Beta, everything okay? You seem… lost.
Dr. Meera Sharma(fl)
Just tired, Ma. Long day at work.
Anaya Sharma(fl sister)
(teasing loudly): Tired? Or thinking about the handsome, grumpy CEO who almost scared you to death yesterday?
Meera glares. Kusum laughs softly. Anaya snickers uncontrollably.
RATHORE MANSION, ARMAAN’S STUDY, NIGHT
Armaan sits at his desk, staring at a photo of the blood donation initiative flyer. His reflection on the glass shows a mix of curiosity and unease.
Armaan Rathore(ml)
(mutters to himself): Who is she, really? And why… do I feel like I’ve known her forever?
"she is asleep. She dreams of a shadowy figure protecting her from danger. The shadow steps forward— aura glowing faintly. She smiles peacefully in sleep"
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