His Queen

Chapter - 13

~ISHA POV

I got ready in a beautiful red saree in which the work was done of platinum and diamond, god these rich people.

The makeup artist were long gone from the room, but now the I was getting nervous as belonging from middle class family I have never been in front of media being all centre of attraction.

And today this will only happen downstairs, all the focus and attention will be on our side, what if I spoil everything, tomorrow that will be headline.

I was lost in the thoughts but it was broken  by the knock on the door.

"come in" I said.

he entered the room making me forget everything which I was thinking a bit before, he was wearing reddish maroon shirt pairing with my saree up to which he was wearing black coat and trousers, looking dashing as always.

I don't know what he is thinking as the moment he entered the room he is standing there only, and looking at me without even blinking.

Am I not looking good, or is he regretting his choices, or am I not up to his expectation, god Mr.rathore speak something or I would die here and thanks will go to my this overthinking brain.

I was going to say something but he said making his way towards me.

"kuch ajeeb sa mehsoos hota hai apko dekh kr,
samjh nhi aata jaan aati hai,
yah nikal jati hai."

heat rushed on my face ,our eyes were locked through the mirror, none of us were ready to break it, it was feeling as if the things around us has stopped and completely vanished in thin air and here if something mattered it was only us.

his phone ranged making us come back to reality, he talked to the person and then came towards me, made me stand and turned me to his side now our faces were in front of each other.

" you are looking ethereal jaan,  just like my queen." he said and kissed my forehead, making me go all shy  at his compliment.

the two hour time of getting ready was like worth it.

he next made me sit in the chair, and knelt down in front of me, then kept one of my leg and kept it over his leg.

"what are you doing?" I asked getting confused over his actions.

he didn't answered to my question rather took out pair of gold anklets from his pocket and one by one tied them around my ankles.

taking my both legs in his hands, he kissed them one by one, my eyes widened by his action I was not expecting this.

"Mr. rathore you don't need to do this." I said standing up from chair.

"I am bowing down  and worshipping to my queen, I don't think there's any problem in this." he said pulling me down and making me sit on his thighs.

"bu---" I was cutted up by him when he placed his finger on my lips.

"ocean in my entire life, I have never bowed down in front of anyone, it's only you who has this power to make me be on my knees and it's my pleasure doing this, and I don't think you will take away my pleasure." he said making me go out of words.

"now if my highness is ready, shall we go downstairs?" he said and I nodded.

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coming downstairs the camera started to shutter taking our pictures, after the session of photoshoot , one mic was passed to him.

He started speaking in his cold domaniting voice "thank you each and everyone of you present here, for attaing the party, I hereby bring forward my wife ' ISHA ABHIRAJ SINGH RATHORE ' also she is the 'queen of both  rathore empire and my heart'."   he announced this in front of everyone further he kissed my hand which he was holding from the moment we left room.