Mysterious Oberoi

6

"How many guest did you mentioned?" I inquired staring at the hall before us.

"Five hundred!" Diya was sounding displeased. I gave a last glanced at the empty hall and stared at my alarmed friend.

"Hadn't you checked the capacity of the hall?" I interrogated as it was her department. From choosing the venue, food items, furniture arranged, to arranging the stay for the guest. I looked after other details. "Mrs Fashion Queen will be provided with another opportunity to mock us."

"I can deal with the mock but what about the engagement ceremony. We can't make it here." She sounded lost. I nodded walking into the hall. My brain searching for any alternative to solve the problem. My legs took me towards the balcony. My eyes wandering around the pleasant view.

"Aachal! We are in such a trouble and you're enjoying..." I gestured her to stop as she was shouting her lungs out in anxiety. My eyes rested on huge area near the pool-side. A place of resort that wasn't of any use.

"What about that area?" I pointed at the portion. "It open-field could easily carry thousands of guest. The view would be beautiful from there as well." I suggested glancing at my friend for her opinion.

"That's seems a good..." she was going to jump in happiness but halted in mid. "Shlok Oberio had specified that each function should have a warm interior. Highly adding to take place around close walls." Diya shook her head. "He won't approve of that venue." She disposed it off.

"We are left with only that alternative for the night. Later we can come up with another venue. Don't forget he had chosen a destinated wedding on a mountain." I shook my head at his mesmerising way of wedding.

"Why are you so against him?"

"Because... he seems so full of himself. Just for the sake of business he is on verge of risking his child future. How can a father be so cruel?" I shook my head fuming in anger.

"Your increasing love for his daughter is making you to hate him." She shook her head. "Aachal, you don't even know the reason behind their wedding." She was trying to convince me that her Mr Hot wasn't a cruel human.

"So, what? I can feel it! That marriage is just done for convenience. And it's going to affect that innocent soul, severely." I announced and my eyes locked with the set of black orbs. His stern exterior not giving whether he heard my words or not.

"Mr Oberio," Diya gasped in fear. He was standing on the doorframe that connected the balcony with the hall. "It isn't like..." Diya had opened her mouth to provide justification on my behalf. While I kept my face straight. My eyes not moving an inch from his. Displaying that I wasn't afraid of his position nor his anger.

"Anaya was searching for you." His eyes fixed on me though he was addressing Diya. "You better make it fast or she will lose it." It was warning but he made it sound harmless. I could feel Diya hesitating for a minute, my eyes strolling from him to her. Her orbs filled with concern. Was she that scared of his power? Was I that unaware about his position?

"Should I repeat myself?" A growl escaping from the depth of his chest. I could feel a shiver ran down my spine as those words reached my ears. It sounded, deep, cold, and filled with warning. Much contradicted from the words he uttered before.

Diya shook her head vigorously as he glanced at her. "Then leave..." and as a clue Diya rushed from the balcony sparing me a concerned look. I darted my gaze from her to the furious monster staring straight into my soul. He took a step forward and I attempted not to let him glance at my building anxiety.

"Haven't I warn you to stay away... stay away from my life." With each word, he took a step forward. I walked backward determined to have space between us. My that move made a smirk to plaster on his face. His brows raising in question but satisfied with my action. "I intimidate you..." he seemed content with the revelation. I frowned, glaring at his satisfied self.