In the vibrant city of Jaipur, a secret deal was struck between two worlds. Abhimaan Deep Shekhawat, the enigmatic King of Rajasthan, controlled the political and criminal underworld with an iron fist. His power was unmatched, his influence unparall...
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After many discussions and some teasing session , Abhimaan and I reached a compromise. He agreed to have the security wait a bit farther from the college, while I promised to return with them and let them accompany me if I needed to go anywhere. At first, I was angry, but I understand the importance of safety, especially in my role.
Over the past months , our relationship has evolved in unexpected ways. We've become friends, maybe couples teasing each other and lending a hand when needed. Despite his occasional grumpiness, I’ve grown fond of his company.
Maa calls regularly to check on me and jokes that she loves me more than Abhimaan. His feigned anger at her teasing always comes with a hidden smile. My father-in-law, Papa, offers encouragement about my studies and asks how I'm doing.
at college, as I walked back to my locker to grab my books, I couldn't shake the growing sense of unease that had plagued me all day. I opened my locker, hoping to find comfort in my books, but instead, I found a black box on the top shelf.
My heart raced as I opened the box and a rose tumbled out, its petals soft and velvety. But it was the letter inside that made my hands tremble. The message, scrawled in red ink, sent chills down my spine:
"You'll be Mine soon."
Fear surged through me. Who could have written this? What did they mean by "snatch me" from Abhimaan? I tried to stay calm and avoid drawing attention to myself. I quickly closed my locker and headed towards the security team waiting outside.
On the drive back to the palace, the sense of dread didn't leave me. I felt exposed and vulnerable, wondering who was behind this ominous message. I resolved to tell Abhimaan about it as soon as possible.
Once home, I locked myself in my room, struggling to process the unsettling note. The fear of being watched, even in the safety of my room, was overwhelming. I had to remain strong, but the lingering sense of vulnerability was hard to shake.
Throughout the past months, college life has brought us closer. We’ve had many moments of bonding, like when Abhimaan called me during a break at college. He was his usual teasing self, and our playful exchange brought a smile to my face just before I found the note:
"Hey, Mayura, how's your day going? Keeping up with all those assignments?"
I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Yes, Abhimaan, I'm managing. I even have time to miss your annoying calls."
He chuckled. "Annoying, huh? I’ll have to work harder to keep you entertained."
Little did I know, this conversation would be calm before the storm. As I prepared for the rest of my day, I felt a new sense of urgency to discuss the note with Abhimaan and seek his reassurance.
