The Intolerable Rajvanshis [On Hold]

18. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ

ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ

Aarnav doesn't know this feeling. But even though he was the clown of the family, he observed everyone. He swore to himself that the wall he created to protect himself, he would never let anyone break it.

Then why does he feel that Arisha was breaking that wall? Is this what love feels like?

Or was this some mere trauma bond?

It's very hard to tell when you have received very little to even understand what the word love even means.

Often times, he locked himself in his office cabin, pondering the mess he was in. Arisha was supposed to join within a few days.

How was he going to explain it to her that the man she hates the most had tricked her into working in his own office?

Today was a bit different. The board of directors called for a meeting.It appears that an urgent and significant case has emerged, demanding our immediate attention. He couldn't argue back; all he did was curse under his breath.

"Sir, are you with us?" His P.A discreetly whispered into his ears, which snapped him out of his thoughts.

He nodded subtly, fixing his composure, realizing that he looked like a fool all along. And he hated that. That feeling of slowly losing himself into something he didn't like.

"We have to win this case, sir. The Raisinghanis are very influential people," one of his subordinates, Meera, said, looking tense. Aarnav huffed in annoyance. One hour and all everyone discussed was how it's important to win a case rather than actually discussing about it.

"If we don't—" Meera continued.

"That's it, give me the file," he snatched it from her hands, irritated.

"Madiha Raisinghani, a 20-year-old female, crowned Miss World in 2022, went on a trip to fulfill her pageant obligations but has since vanished without a trace. A case has been filed against the Miss World pageant committee regarding her disappearance. Intriguing," he remarked with a nod,