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"I want you to get married" Mr

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"I want you to get married" Mr. Ranawat said more like declaring it, dropping a bomb on Adhyant by his words.

Adhyant took whole 20 seconds to grasp his words, scrunching his eyebrows as if his father was talking in some alien language. He raised his one eyebrow after absorbing his father's words.

"What makes you think that I will fulfil that damn demand of yours" said Adhyant raising his one eyebrow with a snarky smirk on his face.

"You will do exactly that" said Mr. Anshuman Ranawat with the same mocking tone as his son because it runs in the blood after all.

Along with being a father, Mr. Ranawat was a businessman too who knows how to get things done. Above all he knew exactly how to convince his cold and ruthless son who doesn't like to entertain any demands or requests coming from anyone including him.

He knew what his son needs at this time, and that is happiness, a person to rely on, someone he can call his rightfully, someone who can care for him like no one ever did and someone who will make him feel home, which he himself couldn't do being his father as Adhyant has closed all the doors of his heart for him and Mr. Ranawat was ready to even play tricks with his own son for this. He knows that Adhyant will not comply to his wish like any other son hence he has already planned how to convince him.

"I will advice you to dream things when you sleep, and not when you talk to me" said Adhyant with a smirk.

"I am not dreaming Adhyant, I am telling you that you will get married" Mr. Anshuman Ranawat said in a no nonsense tone.

"I am not in a condition to follow your bloody orders" Adhyant said raising his voice with a dangerous expression on his face.

"Trust me son, you are not aware of the conditions at all" said Mr. Ranawat in a calm tone.

"No condition can pester me to follow your orders, Mr. Ranawat" said Adhyant taking a seat in front of his father, putting his left ankle on his right knee and leaned backwards on the chair without breaking the eye contact with his father.

"What if the condition is established by your grandfather himself?" Mr. Anshuman Ranawat finally played his master stroke in front of his ruthless son.

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