Part 14 ○ Hated Since Childhood

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Gauri's Perspective: 

A jolt of shock runs through me as I realize the man who twists my arm and pins it against my back is...ahhh... The pain is unbearable.

Gauri: "Let me go!"

He finally releases my arm. As I turn to confront him, his gaze is as firm as his grip had been, making me feel small in front of him. I don't like that at all. Then, his voice comes, devoid of any emotion.

Shivaay: "Arjun... Where are you? Come inside , now!"

Arjun: "Yes, sir coming !"

Arjun's Perspective: 

What's happening now? Why is he angry? Did this girl cause some sort of trouble?

Shivaay: "Take her away from here. And yes, remove her from G4 and place her in the servant quarters. She will work as a servant here."

Arjun: "But sir, you know how important G4 is for us. Why are you doing this?"

Shivaay: "Just do as I say. As for G4, I have other plans. Meet me in the office after you've taken her away."

Arjun: "Okay, sir. You, let's go."

Gauri: "Wait. I will go with him, but only on one condition."

Shivaay: "You are in no position to make conditions right now...but, let's hear it."

Gauri: "I will do whatever you tell me to do, but promise me first that you will not harm my family."

Shivaay: "Family? The ones who sold you??? It depends on you. Arjun, take her away."  I whisper  in her ear and smirks.                                     

He whispers in my ear. I can feel his breath against my skin, and he smirks.how can he do this..!

Gauri: "Promise me first!"

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Gauri: "Promise me first!"

Shivaay: "Arjun, I said take her away."

Arjun: "Yes, sir."

Gauri's Perspective:

As Mr. Kapoor comes toward me to drag me away, I speak up.

Gauri: "I can walk myself."

but he didn't stop. When he reaches to grab my hand, I jerk it away.

 When he reaches to grab my hand, I jerk it away

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Gauri: "I said I can walk myself."

Arjun: "Okay, follow me."

Arjun's Perspective:

Wow, what a situation. Sir is treating her this way just because she saved his life. Now I have to deal with this G4. just forget it. Well, I guess I'll shift her to Nirmala Maasi's room since the servant quarters are full. I don't understand why sir does this to me.

Gauri's Perspective:

I am still in shock that this men is Shivaay Singh Rathor. No wonder his face seems familiar.

Arjun: "From now on, this is your room. There's another lady lives here, so don't bother her. Do you understand?"

I am so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't realized where Mr. Kapoor is leading me. Now we are standing front of a door , It seem to be the door of a room in which i am going to stay .

Arjun: "You'll stay here from now on. Got it?"

Gauri: "Hmm."

I mumble in agreement and enter the room, locking the door behind me. 

..IN THE ROOM..

The room has a warm, antique feel with soft lighting

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The room has a warm, antique feel with soft lighting. There is a large wooden bed, a dresser, a vanity, and a wardrobe. The walls are a light teal color . A small table and a chair complete the furnishings. Everything is decorated with antique furniture.

As I look into the mirror attached to the wardrobe, my own image stares back at me. Since entering the room, one thought keeps echoing in my mind: Shivaay Singh Rathor. The very name haunts me. He is none other than the son of my father's friend, the boy I feared and hated since my childhood. After eight years, he is standing before me again. Meeting someone after so longs years, and it has to be my childhood enemy. I have to stay away from him. Even though I'm here because of my so-called father, And Now I won't leave until I find out who killed my mother.

After Some Time

I sit on the bed, trying to make sense of everything. How did my life take such a turn? My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door.Who could it be at this hour? I stood up and opened the door.


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