The Royal Deal

14.

There lies a huge
difference in being
a father and a dad.
-Unknown

*****

Singhania Residence,
New Delhi.
9:00 PM.

Shaina Singhania.

Disheveled.

Messed up.

Tired.

Working all evening I came up with a solution to put an end to this torment my people have been facing once and for all. Fuck long traced tradition.

If the third generation is always said to be the one to fuck it up or make it right, I'll prove it.

Right now, I am disgustingly powerful and fierce in this Empire and outside it. If I happen to leave it right now, I would still command the fashion industry on my little finger.

Exactly that much powerful.

And like a delicious strawberry on cake people fear me. In the fashion industry and outside it. I'm one of the feared women who no one willingly messes with.

That gave me courage to stand up against a darned King and the man who trained me to command this power rightfully in the first place.

I had to kneel before my father's command to pounce back with precision and in a powerful stroke. Just one.

I have a precise memory and disturbing observation skills that takes me to when I interrupted the King in dad's cabin

We were discussing what both of you decided and I think you were right and-

Everyone agreed to it, even that stubborn king but not my father. This truly dissolves my anger towards Ranvijay Singh Shekhawat; he agreed to let go of this deal.

I pulled my hair in a hair bun as I held the file in my hands between my chin and chest and got my stature back as I reached the staircase.

My forest green business suit was wrinkled. My slacks had prominent wrinkles and my white shirt was slightly crumpled at different places because of sitting in one place for long hours for work purposes.

I climbed the stairs and bumped into maa and Aryahi who was in her arms. My arms instinctively held both of them to keep them from falling

"Bua!" Aryahi exclaimed and she threw herself in my arms the very next second, I caught her in time and she giggled. My nerves relaxed with her in my arms.

I let my one hand fall from her back and adjusted my hand bag and the file with her still in my arms.

I said yes to this marriage but what will she do without me? I will be in another state, with me in the same place they don't take care of this girl, how will they behind my back?

Why can't Yuvraaj move in?

My hold on her tightened and my heart revolted against the idea of separating myself from Aryahi. Why didn't I think about her even for once?

Would Dev bhai mind if I pack her with me to his place?

Of course he would. He returns home just for her.