A story of the king of Rajasthan and a normal Bengali girl. She was the peace in his messy life. She was the colour in his colourless life. She was the light in his dark life. But he was the devil in her fairytale, A devil with whom she fall in lov...
I was going back to my cabin my after talking with that Myra. I don't know how what she thinks of herself. No one have the right to call me by my name expect my butterfly. Even my family don't dare to call me by my name but she called me Abhi. I didn't did anything because my butterfly was there or else I would have shoot her.
Suddenly I remember I left my phone in the meeting room so went again to take my phone. As I entered I saw a scene which boiled my blood.
That bitch Myra slapped Chaadni, my butterfly.. she was about to slap her again but I held her hand and slapped her. Everyone present there was shocked because I never raised hand on a woman.
But she made me hella angry. How can she hurt my butterfly..I looked at my butterfly and went towards her..
"A-abhi she called me useless and you slapped me?"
"Well whatever she said was true"
"What! Abhi how can you say that this slut called me use-"
"Shut up! How dare you call her that?"
I roared in anger. How can she call my butterfly with that name. When she is the slut here..
"Butterfly are you okay?"
"Huh?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah"
She looked down. She was shocked at first because of me Calling her butterfly. I took her hands in my grip and took her to my cabin not before ordering my man to take that Myra to my farmhouse.
I took her to my cabin and made her sit on the couch. I cupped her cheeks and examined her cheeks. She had a red mark on her cheek.
"I am fine Mr. Rathore"
"I am sorry I shouldn't have left you there"
"Mr. Rathore it's not your fault"
"No it's my fault"
I kneeled down infront of her..
"I am sorry My Butterfly"
"Mr. Rathore please-"
"Noo it was my fault"
"Please Mr. Rathore why are you doing this?"
"Because I love you"
"M-Mr. Rathore what are you saying?"
"I know it's too soon for you but I fall for you on the first day"
"I don't know how to answer to that Mr. Rathore"
"It's okay I am not forcing you take your time..."
" I should take my leave Mr. Rathore"
She bowed and left from there. I pushed my hair back and cursed. I was not supposed to confess this soon but I was overwhelmed. I was angry on myself for leaving her there with that witch. She got hurt because of me.
I left the cabin and went towards my farmhouse. I will make sure she regrets for touching my Butterfly..
