That evening, Daddu sat in his study, his mind buzzing with thoughts. As much as he adored Sanna, he could not just sit back and watch her heart get trampled. Keyan had not only betrayed her trust, but he'd crossed a line no one should cross hurting Daddu's precious granddaughter. And for that, there would be consequences.But Daddu wasn't one to create a fuss or make loud declarations of revenge. No, he had a more subtle way of doing things. And it all started with a phone call he made late at night.
"Raghav," Daddu spoke into his phone, his voice low and controlled. "It's time to shake things up a little. I need you to put some pressure on Kapoor Enterprises. Make sure it's enough for them to feel it, but nothing too obvious."
Raghav, his old business associate, was quick to respond. "Understood, sir. We'll tighten the supply lines, maybe delay a few crucial shipments here and there."
Daddu smiled to himself, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction. Keyan had no idea what was coming. "Perfect. And make sure it looks like just another business mishap. I don't want any trace of this leading back to me."
"Of course, Mr. Khurrana. Consider it done."
With the wheels now in motion to harm Keyan's family business, Daddu felt somewhat at ease. But that wasn't enough. Oh no, this boy needed to learn a personal lesson too. And what better way than to introduce a little competition in Sanna's life?
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The next morning, Sanna found her daddu in a particularly chipper mood as she joined him for breakfast.
"Good morning, Daddu," she greeted him, still feeling a little heavy-hearted from everything that had happened with Keyan.
Daddu smiled wide, far too wide, and poured her a cup of chai. "Ah! Morning, beta. I've got a surprise for you."
Sanna looked at him suspiciously. "What kind of surprise?" She was in no mood for surprises right now, especially not with everything going on.
"I've set up a nice little dinner for you this evening," Daddu said, beaming with pride. "You'll be meeting someone very... suitable."
Sanna groaned, already knowing where this was going. "Daddu! Please, not a date. I'm not ready for this!"
But Daddu wasn't listening. "Now, now, don't worry. He's a good lad, from a very reputable family, and he's quite charming. At least go out, have some fun, eat some good food. No harm in that!"
Sanna sighed, her eyes narrowing at him. "Daddu, I don't want to date anyone. Especially not after... everything."
Daddu waved her concerns away as if they were nothing. "Listen to me, beta. It's just one dinner. No commitments, no strings attached. You deserve to go out and enjoy yourself, especially after that scoundrel Keyan broke your heart!"
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Wild Falcon Desire
General FictionIn a world where love teeters on the edge of obsession, she clings to the man who has wounded her time and again. Her heart, bound by a love so fierce it consumes her, refuses to let go, even as he repeatedly falters. But beneath her unwavering devo...