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𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊 I stood in the hallway of portraits, the whole wall was filled with family pictures of Pratap's. I took a walk in the hallway looking at the Royal pictures with not so smiling faces until the century changed. I came a across a large portrait of women sitting on red leather chair and finally with smiling face. She looked like she was in her early 40s.
She had same hairs and eyes as Coral's, her hands one on top of another on her lap looking radiant in her pista green coloured rajasthani attire. I looked down at name tag 'Isha Rajveer Upadhyay, The Queen'. There were more photos of current members of the house.
There was portrait of Coral too. She wore a red embroidered lehenga as she twirled and photo was clicked. The picture was candid, she looked so happy. The name tag said "Princess Coral Upadhyay of Pratapgarh" a smile took over my lips.
Tinkling sounds of bangles reached my ear disturbing me from my admiration. I looked at the other end of the hallway.
My breath caught in my lungs, like there's no air, no oxygen left expect her intoxicating scent. She fussed with her bangles and her attire. She walked towards me and the world completely faded into black and white like it did when I first saw her, like she is the only colour in my life.
She looked up at me through her lashes making me question if she was for real. She wore a pink and white lehenga, looking absolutely like a fairy. A small piece of jewelry adored her hair partition with big emarald earrings and radiant pink bangles in her wrists.
She shook her hand in front of my eyes. A tear escaped my eyes for not blinking for so long. "Machchar ghus jayega muh mai" she giggled. Her fingers under my jaw forcing it upwards to close my mouth.
"I..You look iridescent" I looked around as I saw no one, I kissed her forehead. A gasp left her mouth and she playfully hits my chest. "You completely look like fairy, a fairy who has come to take my life with her-"
"Never say things like that" she holds out her index finger on my lips. God! How beautiful can you make someone. Her eyes sparkled with love and kindness. She stepped back a little maintaining an appropriate distance between us.
"Aapke liye to marne ko taiyar hai" I said. She blushed and put her hands on her face. "You look exquisite, my love" I whispered.
She opened her mouth to say something but we were disturbed by some maids who were giggling on their own and coming towards us.
"Let's go" she lead the way and I followed her like a puppy. _______________ After having breakfast, Coral sat down with one..two..three.. FOURTEEN files of her capable suitors. I wished to burn those files. She flipped pages of file with no interest in any of those. Just when Anmol arrived and sat beside Coral.
Himmat to dekho iski.
I was sitting across on the another grand lavish sofa with laptop in my lap pretending to work even though I was just checking stocks of our company. Yes, we have a company and my dad owns it. It's one of the most famous champagne in London.
I never took interest in buisness neither did my dad forced for it. He believes buisness needs dedication which ofcourse I don't have. I served for the country and here now I'm a bodyguard. Best part of being a bodyguard is that your mind is always busy whether it's the safety of client or how things should work out with any involvement of any emotions with the client.
I did search around for any evident that makes Surya Pratap guilty but that bastard has kept his work clean. I checked his office, private study even his private safe. And ofcourse to get access of all these things I asked my bestfriend to hack all these. He surely had enough brain to keep each and every thing safe.
His room is left and his another private safe too. In which I assume the will of Isha Rajveer Upadhyay is kept.
Anmol and Coral were talking and there voice barely audible to me. She maintained the tight lipped smile and simple nodded when needed.
Good girl learnt her lesson.
Nothing eventful happened in few hours until now when there is literally a parade of black cars. After exchange of greetings Coral and that man in perfectly tailored suit sat to talk. She took no interest in his buisness talks and family inheritance. They left after two hours.
The room was empty now, leaving me and Coral behind alone. She got up and held my wrist dragging me with her to God knows where. "Princess.." I exclaimed.
"Shut up and come with me. I am so tired of this shit now, do you even know how many files I have going through since morning, I didn't even went through this much of files when I was officially made the owner of Coraliestics-" she huffed and said everything in one go.
I pulled her into a room in the hallway which was meant for all those fancy dishwares. "Shut up and let me kiss you" I cupping her face as I pulled her into a gentle yet passionate kiss.
She reciprocated almost immediately. Her hands on my neck pulling me closer to her. I picked her up tugging at her waist so that her anklets dangled in air. Her lips moulded perfectly against mine as if they were made for me only.
We broke the kiss but didn't leave each other's embrace. "I can't do this to you" she murmured. I put her down and held her chin up.
"You're not doing anything wrong. It's your duty and about me, we will definitely have a solution. I'm looking for eviden- solution" I said.
Her eyes looked sad and tired. The spark was gone. "The parliament rules of Pratapgarh says A queen cannot marry a person who doesn't inherits atleast a buisness-"
"I do. I do inherit a buisness in London" her eyes shocked and lips parted. I didn't told her about this.
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