( #Book 2 of Rathores )
The Rathores have been ruling over Jaipur for generations now. After the establishment of democracy, they might have lost their powers of monarchy. However, their power over society through the respect they have had earned in...
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The grey concrete runway was left behind as we bid adieu to the Royal Pilot of Jaipur.
It was Kiara's first time flying high. I was worried she might throw fits in the air. However, her father kept her entertained throughout the two hour journey. His fingers, his gold chain, and even his muffler seemed to be rather interesting to Kiara than the change in her environment.
I would have definitely awwed at the duo had my mind not be occupied with the unpredictability of future. It was foolish of me to agree to Abhiraaj's condition of coming back to Jaipur with him. I agreed at the spur of moment. The thought of having Abhiraaj and Kiara by my side empowered me. Now, amidst the crowdy streets of the city, the thought of Raj and Kiara being caught in the chaos of hatred between me and Padmini Rathore was horrifying.
Would he even believe my claims against his mother especially after a four year interval between us? The thought of me keeping his daughter for years while he had no idea about my whereabouts already stirred a calm storm within his heart.
Pulling my phone out to text my boss about me extending the leave until further notice, my thumb accidentally clicked on the gallery. The candids Adyansh clicked of Abhiraaj and Kiara from the Villa filled the recent section of my phone.
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