HIS PEERLESS HALF

CHAPTER - 8 (Tangled life)

AUTHOR'S POV:

Aadhya stared at her for a moment then started eating her food.

She completed it after a while and then started wiping her mouth with napkin.

Meanwhile everyone was silently looking at her in anticipation but few thought that she actually is going to listen her so called grandmother.

She then leaned back on her chair and dropped her fork.

She tilted her head, still leaning on the chair, to look at Anjali (G-m), she said,

"Beginning with the so called permission granted by the men, I wanna ask that who are they to allow us, huh? They are no one but a mere person, not that they are trivial, still they are not so superior to make our life decisions."

"Addition to it, what made you think that I will follow your freaking orders. Seriously?" She chuckled dryly raising her brows.

"Furthermore, you are the most delusional person if you think that you can order me around, taunt me, raise your voice at me and the most delulu thing- make me follow your orders. Tsk tsk. You are very wrong. Because Aadhya Raizada never in her life followed any orders, neither following nor will follow. I only follow my rules and orders."

"And mind your words as well as tone from next time cuz I won't be calm again. And you are no one but a mere stranger whom I met before seven hours and twenty minutes from now, so act like one because I won't mind to show your place as well as value in my life."

"Also talking about my passion, you should definitely know that I won't mind to hurt someone if they come in between us, no matter if they are related to me emotionally or biologically. I. Don't. Freaking. Care. About. It."

"The most important thing for everyone listening here specially you- she said pointing her piercing gaze towards Anjali- I demand respect and will provide you in return but if anyone dare to disrespect me, I promise you all that you won't want- hades- you'll hate the consequences of it. So better not do any thing that might put you in danger."

"Call it a threat or warning for all I care."

"Ending with the matter, an advice for the happiness in the rest of your life, if you want to live happily don't raise your voice at me. Understood?" She asked coldly yet calmly. In the whole conversation, she didn't raise her voice knowing that it will make the matter worse.

"I don't like to repeat myself." She said again, tracing her fingers delicately on the sharp edge of knife. Anjali never expected to be Aadhya like this.

She thought her as a fragile girl who will obey orders. But now, she can't even voice out her words. Aadhya's words were straggling her throat, making her words stuck there.

She visibily shivered at the intensity of her words and with all the left over courage, she voiced her words out.

"Y-yes." She said.

Aadhya spared a single glare at her and then moved out off the dining room, intentionally living her cell there, so that she could come to grab it and see the tension lingering there.

Everyone were in shock and all the youngsters were glaring at Anjali.

"It was disaster." Aditya was the first one to recover from the shock, looking at her retreating figure.

"Really! Though it was a bit scary but I liked it." Abhir said.

"Perfect example of slap with words." Vihaan said and laughed loudly not realizing the depth of them.

He instantly stopped when he received a dreadful glare from Anjali.

"Vihaan, you will be staying in servent qua-" She immediately stopped, listening the sound of footsteps.