CHAPTER 3 "Lage 440 volt"

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Vikram has arrived at College as the chief guest the principal and the chair person welcome him with utmost respect and sincerity handing him a bouquet of red roses everyone present their bowed to him followed by his guards.

Meera was getting ready for her performance and she doesn't know that the chief guest is King of Rajasthan Vikram Singh Shekhawat.

Vikram was taken to the auditorium it was big enough to have whole college settle their he was welcomed very warmly , his guards took their position following their duties.

As the fest begins Vikram was invited on stage along with principal and chairman for lamp lightning everyone clapped and paid attention with complete focus. They took their seats back whole time vikram's expression remains cold and stern as the performances kept on going on he was little amused by the whole situation finding it a compliment bore.

Only for him to change his expression when the host announces "next performance by our one and only Dr. Meera Rathore" the name was enough for him to get his stoic expression flutter a little, the lights of auditorium getting dim, his attention fully on stage as meera enters she was wearing a white anarkali suit , she begins with her back facing the audience.

Even though he hasn't seen her face yet he was already smitten by the way she moves and walks. As meera begins to perform his eyes never leaving her Even for once focusing on each and every step and move she takes and her beautiful expressions while dancing. She was completed unaware of the fact that the King himself is ogling her like a Stalker.

Meera by now was completely engraved in his heart and mind and as he realizes it his lips going Slightly upwards into a dangerous smirk. He was feeling a rush of emotions inside him, his heartbeat increasing by just looking at her. He was feeling something he never knew that even existed inside him.

After her performance as she left the stage Vikram felt a ping of sadness as he was enjoying it like he could watch her forever. Everyone gives her a huge of round of applause for her beautiful performance on song "Ishq nachave". The jewellers she was wearing adding more grace to her beauty.

Meera was done performing and was on backstage now changing into back to her dress when Shivani one of the junior comes to her saying "m...mam Kartik and advik sir are calling you..."

Her eyes widen in shock she felt like she wanted to run away far somewhere at that moment fear was visible in her eyes but she cannot deny as they both were young professors but actually bullies to her. She nods in response "I...I'll be there..." She cannot even reject them because they are her seniors. Shivani nods and leaves her alone.

After changing back she hears towards the backside of college to meet them. She stopped their as soon as she saw them her fists clenching rush of adrenaline through her body. Kartik and advik both smirked and have smug look on their faces. They pulled her and pinned her against the wall. Before she could react Kartik speaks "woww!! What an amazing performance you've given their junior...we're proud of you...and don't you think you deserve a reward for your performance." Advik grins "sure she does...a good reward." They both stepped closer to her and Kartik ruffled her hairs.

She was feeling so uncomfortable and disgusting on their touch but at the moment she wasn't able to do anything. Only for her to hear two gun shots passing through their temples at accurate points leaving her shocked as the gun shots passed through Kartik and advik's temples and die on the support. Her eyes widen on the scene unfolding before her eyes, she was neither able to think nor move.

Sometime ago:
Vikram's mind and his thoughts were keep on drifting to her again and again and he couldn't able to do anything. He was not a bit interested in other performances now. Feeling frustrated he decided to go out for sometime giving an excuse of an urgent phone call. His guards tried to follow him but he stopped them their only showing his hand. The guards stopped and remains at their position.

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