The Rathore's And Their Wives(the Untold Tales Of Power And Passion

chap:30

Firse title smjh nai aaya🥲
I think I should prefer heated moment between Rana sa and his Rani sa🤭

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Meera stood quietly in the grand hall, feeling the palpable tension in the air. She watched in silence, gulping as she took in the confusion and shock on everyone's faces. It was overwhelming-this family, their reactions, their expectations. She felt small in the midst of such powerful dynamics.

Gathering her courage, Meera moved forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She made her way to Dadi first, bending down to touch her feet, seeking blessings. Rajeshwari placed her hand on Meera's head in a distracted manner, still too caught up in the recent revelations to fully register the moment. "Stay blessed, child," she muttered, before walking away.

Next, Meera approached Amrita and Jaidev. Amrita, still visibly shaken by Tanishka's bombshell revelation, tried to compose herself, but Meera could sense the lingering unease in her eyes.

Even so, Amrita didn't neglect her daughter-in-law. She forced a small smile and asked, "Meera, how are you? Did you get comfortable with the surroundings?"

Meera returned the smile, though she could feel how forced it was on both their parts. "Ji, Maa," she replied, her voice soft but polite. She wished she could say more, something that would feel more natural, but under the weight of everything happening around her, all she could manage was that simple response.

Before the conversation could go any further, Rajeshwari voice cut through the room. "Meera," Dadi said, her tone firm but not unkind, "since you didn't come for breakfast, your first rasoi rasam is still pending." She looked at Meera with expectant eyes, though there was a clear undertone of tradition and duty in her words. "Make something sweet for lunch today. I hope you can handle that."

It wasn't a request-it was a command, laced with the expectation that Meera, as the new bahu, would prove herself in the kitchen. Rajeshwari then left the hall, her footsteps echoing in the suddenly quiet space.

Amrita placed a reassuring hand on Meera's shoulder, offering her a gentle smile. "Don't worry, Meera. You'll do fine," she said softly. But even in her comforting words, Meera could feel the weight of responsibility being passed to her.

Meera nodded, her mind racing as she watched them all leave one by one. The hall, which had been filled with chaos moments ago, was now eerily empty, leaving her standing alone to face the next challenge.

Her first rasoi-her first test as the daughter-in-law of the Rathore family.

Taking a deep breath, Meera composed herself. She would have to handle lunch, prepare something sweet, and meet the expectations of this powerful, traditional family.

She glanced at the kitchen, feeling the weight of both the task and the pressure that came with being a Rathore bahu.

Meera pov

I slipped into the kitchen, my eyes scanning the grand space that stretched far wider than any kitchen I had ever stepped into. The marble countertops gleamed under the soft light, and the variety of spices and ingredients stacked neatly on the shelves called out to me. For a brief moment, I let myself bask in the joy of this little escape.

Focus, Meera. Get this done quickly.

I gathered my ingredients in a rush, my fingers moving faster than my mind could keep up with. My heart was racing, not just from the thrill of cooking in this luxurious kitchen, but from the constant fear of being caught. The last thing I needed was to be seen here-by him