Series of Regal Romance (Gen-1) #1
An arranged marriage between a royal heir and a girl from a humble family becomes a transformative journey of love, as they uncover hidden depths and overcome her past.
His mother saw her in his cousin's wedding.
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I was internally laughing at my own state because the reaction I must have given after looking at the room must be hilarious. His room was beyond my expectation. This one room was equal to two rooms in my house and I couldn't help but wonder about the one in Udaipur.
The villa is old classy but room is modern busty. My mouth was hung open while eyes popped out.
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"Is it a hotel room" I spoke out loud as I stepped more deep in the room. On entering, there was a door to my right, must be bathroom but there wasn't any cupboards. I looked around more.
Messy!!
That means he too comes from the category of untidiness. At least clean the room if you are giving someone a tour.
I saw him picking up his belongings from the couch and keeping them on the chair.
Irritating!!
"Wait" I blurted out. "Where's the cupboard?"
He looked at me, confusion etched across his face. "What happened?" he asked.
"You should keep things in their proper place" I scolded him, my voice laced with the same irritation I reserved for my family. "Otherwise, you'll lose them"
Amused by my words, He stepped closer, his brown eyes gazing into mine.
"I mean, you should organise your belongings" I stammered, my eyes darting away from his.
"The first sentence was more appropriate" he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Show me the authority you possess over me"
My breath caught in my throat as I realised the implication of his words. Was I overstepping my boundaries? Was I expressing an inappropriate level of affection?
Prithvi leaned in, his fingers gently lifting my chin. "Understood, Ms. Sharma" he whispered, his gaze locked with mine. "Show me that you have the right to order me around"
A tempest of emotions surged through me. "No... I don't" I whispered, taking an involuntary step back. "I don't have any right to order you around"
I turned my back on him, the weight of my words pressing down on me. My footsteps echoed in the marble floor as I walked two steps ahead..
"You are a Prince" I continued, my voice tinged with sadness. "A successful businessman. Your position is much higher than mine. I don't have any authority to order you around"
