Hey guys I'm changing this book name from "My Little Obsession" to "His Wife". I hope you understand that. I will remove the name My Little Obsession soon from the Title.
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In the opulent courts of Rajasthan, where tradition meets innovation, King...
We all settled in the car sent by Arjun ji. Soon, we reached the airport, and thank God Shekhar bhai had informed me earlier to bring my passport and other necessary documents. As we entered the airport, we sat in the waiting area, probably for the announcement. Shortly after, Shekhar bhai gestured for us to follow him.
We moved toward the check-in area, but instead of heading to the regular line, we took a different route. Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked, "Why are we going this way? The check-in line is on the other side."
"You'll know soon, bachaa," he replied in his usual calm tone reserved for me.
We kept walking, and soon my eyes landed on something that left me utterly stunned—a private jet. A private jet! I couldn't believe it. Arjun ji had sent a private jet for us. But where were we going? That part remained a mystery.
We boarded the jet, and once the pilot announced takeoff—without revealing the destination—I decided to work on my tablet. Shortly after, the air hostess served breakfast. Once we were done eating, Shekhar bhai handed me my medicines. Feeling drowsy from the lack of sleep, I decided to rest. I didn't even realize when I dozed off, but I woke up when I felt someone carrying me. Too tired to open my eyes, I let them continue.
After some time, I heard a familiar voice gently calling my name. "Avni, bachaa, wake up. We arrived," Shekhar bhai said.
Reluctantly, I opened my eyes, and he greeted me with a warm smile. "Good afternoon, bachaa," he said.
I returned his greeting with a sleepy smile. Once I stepped out of the car, I froze. In front of me stood a massive mansion, radiating grandeur and royalty. I was completely mesmerized. Where was I?
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"Arjun ji?" I murmured when I spotted him standing nearby.
"I hope the trip here was comfortable". he asked.
Before I could reply, Shruti, one of my bodyguards, added, "She was so comfortable, sir, that she slept almost the entire time in the jet. Shekhar sir had to carry her from the jet to the car."
Embarrassed, I looked down. When I glanced at Arjun ji, he raised an eyebrow, and I felt a heat rush to my cheeks. His chuckle broke the tension, and I managed a shy smile.
Once inside, he escorted me to a guest room and ensured I was comfortable. Before leaving, he explained that I wasn't allowed to wander around, as my arrival was meant to be a surprise for everyone. I nodded, smiling at his thoughtful gesture.
After having a light lunch with Shekhar bhai, Shruti, and Maya (my other bodyguard), I decided to rest. I woke up to Maya gently shaking me. "Wakey wakey, Avni! You need to get ready for the coronation ceremony," she said with a bright smile.
After a quick shower, I realized I didn't have anything appropriate to wear for such an event. My worries were interrupted by a knock on the door. Shruti and Maya entered, accompanied by a group of people carrying racks of stunning clothes.
"They're here to get you ready for the function," Shruti explained.
I was speechless but quickly agreed. They styled my hair and applied makeup, taking nearly an hour. Finally, I wore a simple yet elegant lehenga, with their help tying the doori. Shruti stayed behind to ensure I ate something, feeding me carefully.
Half an hour later, Shekhar bhai arrived to escort me to the venue. According to the plan, I would appear after the coronation ceremony when Arjun ji began his speech.
Once we reached the backstage area, I couldn't contain my curiosity. "Why are we here, bhai?" I asked.
"You'll know soon," he replied with a reassuring smile.
Soon, I heard Arjun ji's voice calling me on stage. I was utterly shocked. Why was he calling me? Reluctantly, I moved toward the stage, feeling the weight of countless eyes on me. I remembered his words: 'Whenever you feel uncomfortable, make sure you don't show it. Remember your hard work.'
Drawing strength from his small, encouraging smile, I stepped onto the stage and stood beside him.
"Everyone, meet the great jewelry designer who created the exquisite pieces for me and my family," Arjun ji announced, his voice filled with pride.
I turned to him in shock, unable to comprehend his words.
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Questions for the Audience:
What shock awaits Avni on the stage?
Why did Arjun call her there in front of everyone?
