Maharani's Cursed Love
Chapter 1: The Crashed Wedding
📍 Location: Pune, Maharashtra – Grand Wedding Hall
💃 Bride’s Dressing Room – Moments Before the Wedding
Saanvi Joshi
(Typing… to her best friend, Riya)
➤ “I can’t believe this is happening. I feel… uneasy.”
Riya (FL Best Friend)
(Typing…)
➤ “Cold feet? Girl, it’s normal. You love Aditya, right?”
Saanvi Joshi
“Yes… but something feels off. Like I’m making a mistake.”
Riya (FL Best Friend)
“Stop overthinking. You look gorgeous in that red Nauvari saree! Go marry your lawyer prince.” 😍
Saanvi Joshi
(Typing… but deletes the message)
💭 (Why do I feel like someone is watching me?)
💥 Suddenly, loud murmurs echo from the wedding hall.
📍 Flashback – Five Years Ago
🎓 Mumbai University Campus – Evening
👀 Saanvi (Looking across the library at a tall, intense-looking guy, heart racing)
💭 (Aarav Rathore. The guy every girl in college wants… but the one who never looks at anyone.)
📚 Aarav (Sitting alone, flipping through a book, unaware of her stare)
Riya (FL Best Friend)
(Teasing, nudging Saanvi)
➤ “Just go talk to him already. You’ve been crushing on him for two years.”
Saanvi Joshi
“I don’t even think he knows I exist.”😅
Suddenly, Aarav’s eyes lift. Directly meeting hers.
🖤 Aarav (Expression unreadable, but gaze sharp and focused on her)
💔 Saanvi’s breath catches. Their eyes lock. A moment frozen in time.
🎭 Flash forward – A Few Months Later
🎆 College Festival – Rooftop Scene
Saanvi Joshi
(Nervous, holding a letter in her trembling hands, standing in front of Aarav)
➤ “I… I love you.”
Aarav Rathore
(Looking at her, emotion unreadable, voice cold as ice)
➤ “No, you don’t.”
Saanvi Joshi
(Heart dropping, confused)
➤ “I… What?”
Aarav Rathore
(Smirks slightly, stepping closer, voice dangerously soft)
➤ “You think love is about feeling butterflies? About some silly crush? Love is a game, Saanvi. And I don’t play games.”
Saanvi Joshi
“You’re lying. I see the way you look at me.”😡
Aarav Rathore
“You see what I allow you to see, Maharani.”
Saanvi Joshi
(Fuming, tears threatening to spill)
➤ “Then I hate you.”
Aarav Rathore
“Good. Hate me, love me—it’s all the same. Either way… you’ll never forget me.”😏
Saanvi (Turns, running away, vowing to never look back at him again.)
💥 Flashback Ends – Present Day
👰 Saanvi (Shaking her head, gripping her wedding dress tightly, whispering to herself)
Saanvi Joshi
“I did forget you, Aarav. And I’m happy now.”
Suddenly, loud murmurs echo from the wedding hall.
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📍 Wedding Stage – Baraat Arrives
🎺 Band Baja plays loudly as Aditya enters, grinning.
💂♂️ Guards at the entrance stiffen as a group of tall, intimidating men dressed in royal Rajasthani attire step in, leading a powerful figure in an embroidered sherwani and a regal turban.
🕶 Man in the Center (Aarav Rathore) – Smirking
Aarav Rathore
“Stop this wedding. Now.”
The entire hall turns silent.
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“Who the hell do you think you are, barging into my daughter’s wedding!?”
Aarav Rathore
“I am Aarav Rathore. And I am here to claim what’s mine.”
Gasps spread across the hall as Saanvi’s hands tremble.
Saanvi Joshi
“H-He came back?”😨
Aditya Deshmukh (FL EX fiance)
“What is the meaning of this? This is my wedding.”😬
Aarav Rathore
Yours? Are you sure, Aditya?”
Aarav snaps his fingers—his bodyguard hands him a tablet.
🎥 A Video Plays on the Big Screen
🔴 CCTV Footage: Aditya seen in a hotel room… kissing another woman. Time stamp? Just last night.
💥 The crowd erupts in whispers. Shock. Judgment.
Saanvi Joshi
“W-What is this…?”😰
Sunanda Joshi (FL Mother)
“Vishwas, tell me this is fake!”
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“Tell me this is a lie, Aditya!”😠
Aditya Deshmukh (FL EX fiance)
“It’s not what it looks like! Saanvi, I love you! This man is trying to ruin us!”😰
Aarav Rathore
“Loving someone… and using them… are two different things.”
Saanvi’s body stiffens as Aarav suddenly turns to her.
Aarav Rathore
“You deserve better, Saanvi.”
Saanvi Joshi
“Then why are you here? Why do you care?”
Aarav Rathore
“Because you’re mine.”
Chapter 2: The Unwanted Proposal
📍 Location: Grand Wedding Hall, Pune
🎭 The wedding guests murmur in shock. The entire hall is in chaos.
Saanvi Joshi
“You’re insane… You expect me to marry you? Here? Now?”
Aarav Rathore
(Stepping closer)
➤ “Yes.”😏
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“This wedding is over! Get this man out!”😡
Guards rush forward to remove Aarav, but his men block them.
Aarav Rathore
“No one moves.”
Aditya Deshmukh (FL EX fiance)
(Trying to grab Saanvi’s hand)
“Saanvi, don’t listen to him! Let’s leave—”
Before he can finish, Aarav punches him hard, sending him to the floor.
Saanvi Joshi
(Gasping, stepping back)
“Aarav! Stop it!”
Aarav Rathore
“He touched what’s mine.”😠
Aarav Rathore
(Reaching for her hand, voice softer)
“Saanvi, you know this is meant to be.”
Saanvi Joshi
(Pulling her hand away)
“You’re forcing me! This isn’t love!”😠
Aarav Rathore
(Leaning closer, whispering just for her)
“You will be my wife by the end of today. Whether you like it or not.”
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“If you take my daughter, Rathore, I will declare you my enemy for life.”
Aarav Rathore
(Unbothered, tightening his hold on Saanvi’s wrist)
➤ “That’s fine. I only need your daughter. Not your blessing.”
Saanvi looks around—her mother is crying, her father is furious, and Aditya is humiliated.
Her heart pounds as Aarav steps into the mandap, pulling her with him.
Aarav Rathore
(To the priest, voice commanding)
“Start the rituals. Now.”
Saanvi Joshi
“Aarav, please… don’t do this.”😭
Aarav Rathore
(Cupping her face, voice dark and possessive)
“You don’t understand, Maharani… I’ve waited too long to let you go now.”
The priest begins chanting the wedding mantras…
Saanvi realizes—she’s about to become Aarav Rathore’s wife, whether she wants it or not.
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📍 To Be Continued…
Chapter 3: Bound in Red & Gold
📍 Location: Mandap, Grand Wedding Hall, Pune
🎭 The priest begins chanting wedding mantras as the hall fills with stunned silence.
Saanvi Joshi
(Struggling, whispering)
“Aarav, this isn’t a marriage… It’s a deal you forced upon me.”
Aarav Rathore
(Holding her hand tightly, voice dangerously low)
“Call it what you want. The world will still call you my wife.”
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“Saanvi, step away from him!”😡😡
Saanvi Joshi
(Heart racing, eyes darting to her father)
“Baba… I—”
Aarav Rathore
(Pulling her closer, his grip tightening)
“Choose, Saanvi. Walk away and watch your family crumble… or sit down and become my wife.”
Her breath catches. The cold warning in his voice is real. Her father’s political empire? Aarav could destroy it.
Tears well in her eyes as she looks at her trembling mother. If she refuses… her father will wage war against Aarav. And she will be the reason for it.
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📍 Mandap – The Rituals Begin
Saanvi slowly lowers herself beside Aarav in the mandap, her hands trembling.
The priest continues—garlands are exchanged, the sacred fire burns brightly.
Aarav Rathore
(Leaning in, voice a whisper only she can hear)
“Good girl. You finally made the right choice.”
Saanvi Joshi
"I didn’t choose you. I chose to protect my family.”
Aarav Rathore
“It doesn’t matter, Maharani. The end result is the same.”😏
Aarav takes the sacred sindoor, dipping his fingers into the red powder.
Saanvi Joshi
(Looking at the sindoor, frozen in place)
💭 (This is it. Once he does this, I am bound to him forever.)
Aarav Rathore
(Lifting her chin, looking into her defiant eyes)
“You are mine, Saanvi.”
He presses the sindoor into her hairline, marking her as his wife.
Saanvi (A single tear escapes, but she doesn’t flinch)
Aarav smirks, fastening the heavy mangalsutra around her neck, sealing their bond.
The priest announces their marriage as complete.
The wedding hall erupts into murmurs—whispers of scandal, shock, and fear of the Rathores.
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“This isn’t over.”😁
Aarav Rathore
(Coldly, taking Saanvi’s hand in his grip)
“It is, Joshi. Your daughter belongs to me now.”
📍 Aarav’s Mansion, Rajasthan – The Royal Welcome
🏰 Saanvi sits in the car beside Aarav, staring blankly out the window as they drive toward his grand palace.
Saanvi Joshi
(Whispering to herself)
💭 (Maharashtrian brides are welcomed with warmth… but what will a Rajputi welcome be like for a captive bride?)
Aarav Rathore
“Regretting it already, Maharani?”
Saanvi Joshi
(Clenching her fists, not looking at him)
“You will regret this before I do, Aarav.”
Aarav Rathore
(Chuckling darkly, leaning in close, whispering in her ear)
“You can try to hate me all you want… but every king needs a queen. And you? You were always meant to be mine.”
As they approach the grand Rathore Palace, Saanvi realizes—she is no longer just a Joshi. She is now bound to the most dangerous man she has ever known.
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📍 To Be Continued…
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