Newyork city a beautiful city of dream..and it's look more beautiful in winter season..
Early morning at 6am.
At Singhania Mansion.In his master bedroom..his bed is full of his official files and papers..
He is sleeping on bean bag with specs on his face and laptop 💻 on his lap..
The Prince of Udaipur City.. Soon to be King The Naksh Singhania is sleeping on a bean bag..
Rishabh said standing on door He look at his friend..
Rishabh- never mind..
He walk toward him and took his laptop..
He look at his laptop lock screen..
A smile come on his lips.. seeing his childhood photo with his late mom..
He put laptop aside and look at him..
"Prince Naksh wake up" Prince" Rishabh said..
Naksh didn't listen to him..
He bend down close to his ear
Prince Dushmano ne hum pe hamla kiya hai..akraman (enemy attacked us attack) shouted Rishabh near his ear..
Naksh fall down from bean bag listen his shouted..
Naksh look at him shocked..
Rishabh burst into laughter seeing his face..
Naksh- what the hell?Ri?
Rishabh- sorry prince.. apology
Naksh- Riii..call me Naksh..
Rishabh- ok sorry bro..
He forward his hand. Naksh hold his hand and get up..
Naksh- good morning..
Rishabh- good morning..now go and get ready you have meeting..
Naksh nods..
Rishabh move to go from there..
After sometime..
Naksh got ready in black 3 piece suit..He walked out of his room and entered in dinning area..
Naksh sit on chair and start having breakfast..
Rishabh enter there with cake in his hand.
Naksh- cake?
Rishabh- yes..
Naksh- for what? Anything special have I forgot something..
Rishabh- Nah.. I don't need any occasion to have cake.. I can have it any time.. I just love cake..
Naksh chuckled listening him.
Rishabh- have cake..
Naksh- no I'm fine with my black coffee..you have your cake
Rishabh- how can someone be happy with this black coffee..
Naksh- me..
Rishabh- yes obviously Prince Naksh Singhania..
Naksh- it's Naksh..
He is having food..he look at his watch when his phone start ringing..
A smile come on his lips..
He got up answering the call..
Naksh- good Evening buddy..
Dadu- Good morning my boy..
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General FictionA Royal tale of Love Jealousy and Betrayal.. crossing all the limit will he able to get her love who Don't love him.. will this soon to be king win the battle of Love and Betrayal