HE himself a billionaire, He rebuild the whole CHAUHAN EMPIRE on his own when it was falling apart. With thousands of efforts and hardworks now he stand above everyone, people respects him, stand behind him but some against him. Many are their who w...
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AUTHOR'S POV |||||
Chauhans whole mansion was shining with lights under the night sky. Cars were entering from the royal black entrance gate as the guest were making their way inside the mansion in styled, expensive clothes. Many prestigious families were invited.
Today was the engagement of the eldest heir of Chauhans Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan with the only daughter of Singhanias Uttara Singhania. A very happy moment for the both families because the smile on them were not leaving their glowing faces.
"Kheech Meri Photo Adityaaaaa." Diya scowl angrily, she was standing still on her place giving pose in her red saree, hair tugged in a styled bun, small golden flower shaped clips attached in her bun, some small hair strands falling on her face like curtains.
(Click my picture.)
"Teri engagement nahi hai." Aditya grit. Clicking her pictures not caring if the pictures are good or her face is getting captured in the picture or not.
(It's not your engagement.)
"Dekhne de kaisi le tunee." Diya snatched her mobile from Aditya. When she opened her gallery and saw the way her dear cousin brother click her pictures.
"CHUTIYA! Dikh bhi Rahi hu kya mein issme?" Diya pinch him harshly on his shoulder.
(Aashole, Can you even see me in this?)
Aditya hiss in pain and move back when he saw Diya again forwarding her hand to pinch him. He stumbled upon someone and fell hard on the floor. "Ahhh.. dikhta nahi kya behen--" the words stop coming from his mouth when he saw the person who he stumbled upon.
(Can't you see sister--)
"Kya bool Raha tha kamine, jara tera sentence finish ker." The man glare at Aditya.
(What were you saying rascal, can you finish your sentence.)
"Hehe-hehe Va.. Vardan bhaiya." Aditya smiles nervously getting up and dusting his yellow kurta from back and walked towards Vardan for a brotherly hug but got pushed by him aside.
Vardan's eyes move towards Diya who was skillfully ignoring his presence. He raise one eyebrow and make his way towards her, his eyes savouring her whole look from her head to her toes.
"Missed me Shortcake?" Vardan commented, he smiles- fake one, showing his pearly teeth.
"Not at all Princess." Diya said sarcastically, grinning widely.
"Stop calling me that." He glare.
"And you! stop calling me Shortcake." She looks up at him glaring at him angrily.
"Can you both stop fighting like couples." Aditya groaned and cocked his head in a certain direction. "The engagement function is gonna start." He said & walks away
