KASHI VISHWANATH : TWO ECLIPSED HEARTS 💕

CHAPTER 14 : "THE KING IS BACK"

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Vishwanath handed the keys to the owner, giving the rented house one last look before stepping outside.Before heading back to Bundelkhand, Vishwanath also resigned from the textile factory where he was working in disguise . He didn't let anyone know about his true identity, quietly leaving without any fanfare. It was bittersweet to part ways, but he knew it was time to return to his real life.

A rickshaw waited just beyond the gate, and without hesitation, he slipped inside, directing the driver toward the outskirts of town. The weight of leaving behind the simplicity of his life as Veer hung heavy on his mind, but he knew this moment had to come.

The rickshaw ride was a bumpy one, but Vishwanath barely noticed. His mind was consumed with thoughts of Kashi, her shy smile, the innocence in her eyes, her determination to support her mother despite all odds. Everything about her tugged at his heart, making him want to turn back. But he couldn't. Not yet. There were responsibilities that awaited him, matters that needed his attention.

When Vishwanath finally reached the outskirts, his driver was waiting beside the gleaming Rolls Royce that Raghavendra had sent. The car gleamed with luxury, and the driver, an older man with salt-and-pepper hair with years of loyalty to the Singhania family, bowed deeply as Vishwanath approached.

"Good morning, Sahab," (Sir) the driver greeted, opening the door for him.

Vishwanath nodded with a warm smile as he approached his Rolls Royce. "Good morning, Ram kaka. Aap kaise ho? Aur apke ghar par sab kaise hain?" (Good morning, Ram kaka. How are you? And how is everyone in your family?)

Ram kaka straightened up, his face lighting up with respect. "Main theek hoon sahab, aapke aashirwad se sab ghar par bhi theek hain." (I'm doing well sir. Everyone at home is fine too, all thanks to your kindness.)

Vishwanath nodded in acknowledgment and slid into the backseat of the Rolls-Royce. The plush leather seats were familiar, the smell of wealth and luxury surrounding him. But even as the car started its smooth journey toward the city, all Vishwanath could think about was Kashi. She was a part of him now, whether he wanted to admit it or not.

The Rolls-Royce sped smoothly towards the city, the landscape changing from rural simplicity to urban grandeur. Soon, the towering Singhania building came into view, a gleaming skyscraper that stood as a symbol of their empire. It was one of the tallest and most opulent buildings in the area, with glass panels that shimmered under the sun. The Singhania family had built this empire with hard work, intelligence, and unyielding determination. And now, they were on the brink of expanding it even further to the world with this new project.

As Vishwanath entered the building, everyone stood in respect, seeing their boss after a long time. Employees greeted him with bows and nervous smiles. The air buzzed with an almost electric energy-the king had arrived.Though the employees were momentarily taken aback as he was still dressed in the casual clothes of the commoner Veer. It wasn't every day that they saw their Boss dressed so simply, without the usual formality that accompanied his presence. A few exchanged glances, curious and surprised, but they quickly averted their eyes, returning to their work as if nothing unusual had happened. The aura of authority that Vishwanath carried was undeniable, regardless of what he wore.