CHAPTER-5

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ABHIMANYU'S POV

After reaching my hotel I went to the private elevator. My security team was already at the hotel. Vinay the head of my security joined me in the elevator. Vinay is the best at his work. Some of the guards were on the entrance of the hotel to maintain security there. People were getting really curious to take a look at me as if I am a bloody interesting monument. It just irritated me further. While some of the security guards were on the floor on which I was staying. I had an entire private floor at the very top of this hotel. I always stay here when I visit Jaipur.

(Abhimanyu's hotel room)

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(Abhimanyu's hotel room)

After taking a cold shower I came out in just a towel wrapped around my waist. I went to the bar area of my room.

I started to pour myself a drink just when I heard a soft knock on my door

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I started to pour myself a drink just when I heard a soft knock on my door.

"Come in" I said in my deep voice without turning to see who is there.

After pouring the drink I turned back to see a girl from the hotel staff standing there looking at my body within blinking. The girl came in here with my food but she clearly is not doing her job.

"Done". I asked in a hard tone.

"S-sorry sir. Actually I was here to give food." She broke out from her staring competition and started blabbering.

"Do you need anything else sir?" She questioned me with a seductive smile on her lips.

"Yes. I need you to fuck off before I fire you." I answered her question with a hint of anger in my voice.

She saw the look of anger in my voice and dashed out of my room before mumbling a sorry.

I just hate such type of girls who can easily spread their legs in front of anyone. In my experience I have only seen girls who are fond of my money and looks. They have just been with me to be in limelight. Even though I never had a relationship with anyone but I just used them for my pleasure. Relationships and love are not my thing.

I  went near the huge window in my room and stood there looking outside with the glass in my hand.

As i was about to take a sip of my drink I heard the door open again but this time it was none other then my dad and grandfather.

They just came and sat on the chairs majestically.

"Pour us a drink too." Said my grandfather.

I arched my eyebrows at them but nonetheless poured them their drinks.

"You want to know the real reason of our visit right?"asked dad after taking a sip of his drink.

"Finally. Please do tell". I replied. Finally we are going to have the real conversation.

"We have came here to look for a girl for your marriage." This time replied dada ji.

"What." I asked them again. I think I just heard something really wrong.

"You heard what I said." Answered dada ji.

After looking at them for a good minute or so I suddenly started to laugh. This laugh was not because I found all of this funny. This was a dangerous laugh.

After a good laugh I just sipped my entire drink in a sip. This liquid gave a burning feeling in my throat but damn it just felt so good. I just needed it to keep my sanity. I know its not going to last for long but still.

"We are going to meet them today. So just get ready within an hour." He further added.

"I am not going anywhere." I declared.

"Why"? This time asked dad.

"Because I don't want to get married. Is this reason Not enough for you both." A wage of anger just started to build in me.

"We are going within an hour. Get ready. Don't throw tantrums like teenagers." Dada ji told me his final decision clearly ignoring my words.

After finishing their drinks they both stood up and left.

I couldn't think straight after all this conversation and I fist the glass so hard in my hand that it broke into pieces and some of them went right into my hand. Drops of blood started to fall on the floor beneath. But i cared less about it. My mind was just so occupied with the marriage thing.

Nonetheless I have to go there. As it was dada ji's last decision. But saying yes or no to the marriage will be my last decision.
Thinking this I went to get dressed.

AMRITA'S POV

I just couldn't believe what he just said.

As I was coming downstairs I saw everyone in the living room and grandpa talking to them. They all had serious expression on their faces. I couldn't control myself so I just went there to listen to them.

But what i just listened shook me up. I was not expecting this sudden decision of dadu. He did not even asked me whether I wanted to get married or not. Was my decision not at all important? Don't he cared about me at all?

Listening to all this I couldn't stop my tears and I started to cry silently. From what Kabir Bhai said to dadu about the guy Abhimanyu I just started to get even more scared. From what bhai told I knew that this was not the guy I wanted as my life partner. He was not who I was looking for. Hell he did not even want to get married. Why are they doing this.

After they finished their conversation without noticing me, dadu turned around to see me standing there with tears in my eyes. Without saying anything he just came and stood in front of me and kept his hand on my head and went out.

"Its ok sweetheart. I am in with you in your decision. If you don't want to get married I will be with you." Dad tried to calm me down.

"Yes even I am there for you." Bhai hugged me.

"But you have no other option but to meet the guy. They are coming here soon." He told me.

Saying this he too left. Mom and bhabhi hugged me and tried to calm me down. But i guess nothing was working for me.

After sometime I got calmed and tried to prepare myself for the meeting knowing that I have no other option.





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