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Next Day
Karan knew he was doomed now, this man who was much younger than him had so much more power over him, he hated not being in control.
As the marriage functions slowly began he couldn't help but have second thoughts, if he got Siya married to this man his daughter would officially be out of his control.
Currently all the Maheshwari men were busy having there own little meeting.
" Papa I did not know this will end up like this " Karan told his father.
" Kar-"
" Sasur ji? I heard there was a party and I wasn't invited i thought I'm a part of this family now. Anyways now I'm here so let's continue. "
" H.. hello sir. Please sit na." Siddharth got up as soon as he saw Rajveer.
" Oi come here." He called
" J.. ji?"
" Go make me a drink and Make it Strong"
Siddharth's father was going to get up to fight with Rajveer for treating his son that way but Karan held him back.
" Sasur ji, why are your cheeks swollen? Tch you should take care. There are media people everywhere.".
" You! How dare you disrespect someone much older than you?" Karan's father/dada yelled
" I have no respect for him in the first place to disrespect him. " Rajveer calmly explained with a sly smirk.
" Y..ye your drink." Siddharth spoke as he forwarded the glass.
" Anyways I did not come here to waste my time but you know sasur ji your mother pissed me off on my engagement. You know I don't like it when people get in my nerves sooo as compensation I would like the Delhi land."
" No. Enough Rajveer you can't do this, this is too much now."
" So you won't give me what I want?"
" No he won't." Karan's father spoke.
" Ok then bear the fucking consequences." Rajveer seethed in anger as he broke the glass that was in his hand such that a large peice of glass piece was in his hand.
He pulled Siddharth to himself and kept the piece of sharp glass piece on his neck.
" Isn't he your heir, your priced possesion." He mocked them as he applied some pressure.
" Now now now choose him or Delhi land?"
" Rajveer leave him I'll give it you."
" Tch look at you when it's your heir you shiver but when it is your own daughter your even ready to sell her body. Anyways Sharma! "
" Ji hukum."
" Papers."
" Sign here sir. "
With shaky hands Karan signed those papers. He knew Rajveer was not the one who would joke around, when he said he would fucking kill someone he would do that.
