Shaurya Rathore (29) | 6’3” Appearance: Sharp jawline, serious expression, intense dark brown eyes. Impeccably styled black hair, broad-shouldered, always dressed in tailored perfection. Personality: Reserved, strict, emotionally distant. Values control, order, and loyalty. Hates drama, avoids emotions—this marriage? Just duty. Likes: ✔ Silence, discipline, business, working out, his mother’s food (secretly). Dislikes: ✖ Love, sentimental attachments, social traditions, Vihaan’s carefree att
A Game, A Betrayal, and an Unwanted Marriage
Chapter 1: The Bet That Started It All
College was supposed to be simple—study, graduate, and make your parents proud. But life had different plans, especially when Vihaan Rathore decided you were his next target.
Vihaan wasn’t just another student. He was the golden boy of campus—rich, charming, and a certified playboy with a reputation of never failing to get any girl he wanted. His friend circle was the kind you’d stay far away from—loud, arrogant, and always up to no good. And you? You were their opposite.
An introverted, studious girl who focused on books rather than boys. You were the kind of girl who stayed in the library during breaks, wore simple kurtis instead of trendy outfits, and never gave these so-called “cool” guys a second glance.
Which made you the perfect challenge.
“Ek bet lagate hain,” Vihaan’s friend smirked one evening, lounging in the college canteen. “Agar tu isko ek hafte mein apni girlfriend bana sake, toh tujhe ek lakh.”
Vihaan chuckled, leaning back in his chair. One week? That was too easy.
“Agar ek lakh se zyada ka thrill mil raha ho, toh paison ki zaroorat nahi hoti,” he smirked. “Challenge accepted.”
And so, the game began.
Chapter 2: Falling for the Illusion
What started as a joke soon turned into something else. Vihaan tried his usual tricks—flirty lines, casual touches, dramatic gestures—but nothing worked. You weren’t impressed.
But he didn’t give up.
Instead of his usual playboy attitude, he changed tactics. He pretended to care, to listen, to notice the little things. He waited outside your classes, offered to walk you home, brought coffee when you were studying late. He started talking about things that mattered to you—books, family, dreams.
Slowly, your walls came down.
Two months. That’s how long it took for you to finally believe that maybe, just maybe, Vihaan Rathore wasn’t as shallow as he seemed.
When he finally asked you out, you said yes.
Chapter 3: The Perfect Lie
The next few months were a dream.
Vihaan became your world. He called you first thing in the morning, texted you all day, and dropped you home every evening. He was funny, charming, and affectionate—everything you had never imagined falling for.
And you were in love.
Everyone warned you. “Vihaan isn’t serious.” “He’s just playing with you.” But you didn’t believe them. You were convinced that you were different. That he had changed for you.
What you didn’t know was that behind those sweet words and loving gestures, Vihaan was still Vihaan.
Still lying. Still cheating.
Chapter 4: The Night That Shattered Everything
Graduation night was supposed to be special. You had planned to surprise Vihaan with a gift—something personal, something meaningful. But instead, you were the one who got the surprise.
The moment you walked into that locked room at the party, your world stopped.
Vihaan was there. With another girl.
Not just with her—without clothes, tangled in sheets, whispering the same sweet lies he once told you.
For a second, you couldn’t breathe.
Then, he saw you.
"Shit," Vihaan muttered, scrambling up. "Baby, this isn't—"
But you didn’t wait to hear his excuses.
You turned and walked away.
Not just from that room. From him. From everything.
Chapter 5: Disappearing Act
Vihaan expected you to yell, to cry, to slap him. But you didn’t.
You simply vanished. Blocked his number. Ignored his messages. Never showed up to college again.
And just like that, the game was over.
The only difference?
You weren’t playing.
Chapter 6: An Unwanted Marriage
Two years later.
You had moved on—or at least tried to. You had buried that part of your past, focusing on your future. Love? That was a joke. You had learned your lesson the hard way.
But fate wasn’t done messing with you yet.
“Your marriage is fixed,” your parents announced one evening.
You didn’t even argue. After what happened with Vihaan, you had lost the right to dream of love. If this was what your parents wanted, so be it.
And so, within a month, you were married to a stranger.
Shaurya Rathore.
He was cold, distant, and clearly uninterested. The wedding had been a business deal, nothing more. He wasn’t looking for a wife, and you weren’t looking for love.
Which should have made things simple.
But then, Vihaan happened.
Chapter 7: The Devil Returns
The first evening at your new home was already overwhelming. Traditions, rituals, a hundred unfamiliar faces. You sat on the carpet, your dupatta covering your face, waiting for yet another ridiculous ceremony to end.
And then—
“Ohhh!! Lagta hai maine bohot kuch miss kar diya… Hain na, bhai?”
Your breath caught.
That voice.
That playful, carefree voice you had once loved, the voice that had whispered lies in your ears.
No. It couldn’t be.
The room erupted in smiles and laughter as he walked in. Vihaan. Of course, he wasn’t abroad for studies. He had been out partying, living life as usual.
Vihaan kissed his mother’s cheek dramatically. "Aww, mamma! I missed you so much!"
Shaurya’s face darkened instantly. His already foul mood worsened.
And then—Vihaan’s gaze fell on you.
Well, on your veiled form.
He kneeled beside you, smirking. “Aur bhabhi…” he teased. “Mera bhai ko gulam mat bana ke rakhna, okay?”
Laughter filled the room. You couldn’t move.
He didn’t know.
Vihaan had no idea that the girl sitting next to his brother—his bhabhi—was the same girl he had betrayed two years ago.
And you? You had no idea that the boy who once ruined love for you was now your devar.
The game had started again.
Only this time, you weren’t playing.
Shaurya Rathore
Age: 27
Height: 6’6”
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Sharp, well-defined jawline with a permanent serious expression.
Intense dark brown eyes that rarely show emotion.
Thick, neatly styled black hair, always looking effortlessly perfect.
Broad shoulders, strong build—carries himself with power and authority.
Always impeccably dressed, mostly in tailored suits or traditional wear for family events.
Personality:
Reserved, strict, and emotionally distant.
Highly disciplined—believes in structure, order, and control.
Detached from emotions, especially love. This marriage is just a duty to him.
Extremely protective of his family but shows it through actions, not words.
Rarely smiles—his presence alone demands respect.
Annoyed by drama and unnecessary social interactions.
Can be intimidating, but deep down, he has a sense of responsibility.
Likes:
✔ Silence, control, and discipline.
✔ Business—his work is his true passion.
✔ Loyalty and honesty.
✔ Working out—his stress relief.
✔ His mother’s home-cooked food (though he never admits it).
Dislikes:
✖ Unnecessary emotions—love, romance, and sentimental attachments.
✖ Being forced into situations he doesn't want.
✖ His younger brother, Vihaan’s carefree attitude.
✖ Betrayal—he values loyalty above all.
✖ Social traditions—like the ridiculous rituals he’s stuck in right now.
Family:
Father: Devendra Rathore – A powerful, old-school businessman. Strict and commanding.
Mother: Meera Rathore – The only one who can soften Shaurya. Loving but traditional.
Younger Brother: Vihaan Rathore – 25 years old, carefree, playful, and Shaurya’s biggest headache.
Vihaan Rathore
Age: 25
Height: 6’4”
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Sharp, devilishly handsome features with a cocky smirk always on his lips.
Messy, slightly wavy black hair that somehow always looks perfect.
Piercing hazel-brown eyes that hold a mischievous glint.
Lean yet well-built, with a relaxed, confident posture.
Dresses casually—ripped jeans, leather jackets, or expensive streetwear.
Personality:
Charming, playful, and effortlessly charismatic.
A certified flirt and heartbreaker—never serious about relationships.
Loves attention and thrives in social situations.
A rebel—hates rules, responsibilities, and anything "boring."
Extremely witty and sarcastic—always teasing, especially his serious big brother, Shaurya.
Emotionally detached—believes love is just a game.
Thrill-seeker—lives for fun, adventure, and recklessness.
Likes:
✔ Parties, excitement, and breaking the rules.
✔ Flirting and making girls fall for him (without falling himself).
✔ Teasing Shaurya and getting on his nerves.
✔ Fast cars, expensive watches, and luxury.
✔ His mother—she's the only person he truly listens to.
Dislikes:
✖ Boring, serious people (like Shaurya).
✖ Commitments—relationships are just temporary entertainment for him.
✖ His father’s strict, business-minded approach to life.
✖ Being compared to Shaurya.
✖ Losing—whether it’s a game or an argument.
Family:
Father: Devendra Rathore – A powerful businessman who always favored Shaurya over Vihaan.
Mother: Meera Rathore – The only person who spoils Vihaan and lets him get away with things.
Older Brother: Shaurya Rathore – 29 years old, strict, no-nonsense, and the complete opposite of Vihaan.
The Twist?
Vihaan still has no idea that his new bhabhi is actually his ex-girlfriend—the only girl who was ever truly loyal to him. And when he finds out? Let the drama begin.
The Unspoken Truth
Shaurya has no idea about your past with Vihaan. No one in the family does.
Of course, Vihaan isn’t the type to introduce every girl he’s been with—especially when there are over a thousand. He never took relationships seriously, so why would he ever bring them up at home?
And now, fate has played the cruelest trick.
The girl who once loved Vihaan unconditionally, the one he cheated on and broke, is now sitting under the same roof… as his brother’s wife.
Vihaan still doesn’t know.
Shaurya still doesn’t know.
But when the truth comes out?
This house won’t stay the same.
