♛ The Mafia King & The Royal Princess ♛
"You are always being so optimistic, bright and cheerful." He says, staring at me intensely with his magical grey eyes.
My heart literally skips a beat with his gaze, and I feel my cheeks getting warm in shyne...
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Thank you so much to each and everyone who has voted! Thank you so much for your reviews in the last part, it really means a lot ❤️ And sorry for making you all cry 😢
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Coming to the book, just a small clarification!
Kabir had told Vansh called him and asked him to hand back Riddhima to him after signing the deal with Richard. So that call was the call Vansh asked Angre to make at the end of the first chapter in this book. But Kabir refused, so Vansh got furious, and had to go to Kabir's territory. (Most of you all might have understood already, but I am clearing it again if any of you didn't realise)
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I feel the sun rays falling on my closed eyes disturbing me and my partner slumber. I make an annoyed face and open it to see the curtains are wide opened by someone. I let out a big sigh.
"Celene! Why did you open the curtains?" I ask as I sit up, taking my unicorn in my lap, which was named as Unico by me when I was ten years. It was gifted by My Grandpa and became my best buddy like him.
"Rosie, the time has passed ten, fifteen minutes before. And you were still sleeping. President will scold us if he gets to know you haven't had your breakfast yet. I have made your bath and kept your dress ready there. Go, get fresh up. Agatha is bringing your breakfast shortly." Celene, my caretaker, says with a worried frown on her forehead. She is a lovely woman.
I nod my head without any protest. She gives me a small smile which I return with one of my own small ones.
She looks at me concerned, because of not seeing my usual full grin, for which she hopes every day. I just stand up and walk to the washroom, without giving her a second look. Sorry, Jesus!
