𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 18+

Chapter-16: Mine ✨

CAUTION: 18+

Meera

Admiring him while he sleeps like a baby, waiting for him to have dinner together, not being able to sleep without his arms snaking around me and his scent erupting butterflies in my belly, what do you call all of this?

Is it true? Am I falling in love? Or, is it just my mind-making scenarios? Ugh... this is so damn foreign that I don't even know what to consider it but, if it is love then, it's going to be special. He's going to be special.

Just like every relationship in my life, he has a special place in my heart. He takes care of me like Baba does, protects me like Bhai does and takes my tantrums like Dadu does, why? Does he love me too or, is it just a sense of duty towards his officially wedded wife?

My mind is a gutter right now but anyway, I let the water streaming down my body take all of my thoughts and relax. Getting into my bathrobe I walk out of the restroom in the closet.

Changing into a beige blazer and matching pants with a white tank top underneath it and some dainty earrings, I was ready for the day. It was the only thing I could come up with at the last moment because I wasn't supposed to go to work today.

It's Yash's coronation in four days and the entire state is in a frenzy but, some work came up at the last moment and now I need to go tackle it. Well, it is not me alone but everyone is coming. It's just that the three brothers are going to come later.

Good morning Maa Sa, Baba Sa, Dadu Sa and Dadi Sa. I wished all of them together while they were busy glaring at me.

How many times bachcha, how many times do I have to remind you not to overwork yourself, Baba Sa shoots up the same debate every morning but shrugging it off I paced in and out of the kitchen taking my breakfast which is just coffee in my tumbler.

A quick drive to work was accompanied by nothing but my thoughts. It came as a surprise even for me that it's just been one and a half months since I got married and how things have changed or rather progressed.

Both Maa Sa and Dadu Sa are warm and homely but the mother-son duo which is Baba Sa and Dadi Sa are quite alike. They can come off as snobbish and rude at first just like I thought of them but, my thoughts about them were just some prebuilt notions.

Dadi Sa opened up to me about her life and everything when we talked about her life. It's probably the circumstances that made her the way she is. The time when she married Dadu Sa was a crucial one for the family in terms of governance and she had to take upon her royal duties quite early on in life.

Baba Sa on the other hand has grown up witnessing the time when the country was undergoing a massive economic revolution. He devoted himself and his life towards the business empire that stands tall in all its glory today.

But, in the race for success, his family was left behind somewhere. I have always felt that distance between him and Yash because of Baba Sa's behaviour towards him. I don't know much about anything but the way Dadi Sa told me everything she regrets the way they treated Yash.

He was always made to sacrifice things and pleasures of a normal childhood life and was made to take up things that would suit a King. I feel bad about him for that but don't worry Kunwar Sa, I have plans for you too.

My workday began with a bang and could only be called hectic. I had to attend three back-to-back board meetings and one Zoom call. Even Shefali is not here today, she had to tackle work at an NGO.

I came back to my cabin and plopped myself on the chair. My eyes fell on a box lying on my table. I opened it and it had a big bouquet of lilies, a tumbler of coffee and some Croissants along with a note. The note read,