The illegitimate daughter of a powerful businessman, she was sent to live with her six half-brothers after her father's sudden death.
The boys were born from privilege, pride, and perfectly manicured bloodlines. No one welcomed her. No one cared.
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"We will do the periodic table in the next class" I closed my book and it was time for the lunch break.
"Let's go to the canteen," Samrat said.
"Let me first collect my library card. I will join you guys there." Informing them i made my way to the administrative office and collected my card.
I was going to the canteen but stopped hearing, "Hey Maheer"
"Hi," I wished him half-heartedly.
"Let's have lunch together in the canteen." He stated and did not ask.
"Sorry, but my friends are waiting for me," Saying this i turned to leave but he held my wrist refraining from walking away. Panic surged in me.
Mustering courage i spoke, "My brothers will not like it, if i will tell them that you are bothering me".
But instead of leaving my hand, he started laughing, "Go ahead tell them. Because it will help me. They will think that you are making stories so they won't accept the proposal"
"What proposal?" I whispered more to myself.
"Oh, so the princess is unaware of what is going on. See that shows how important you are in your brother's life that they don't think it is important for you to know that my father asked your brothers to get you and me betrothed." He said leaving my wrist.
No, they won't do this to me. It's hardly been one month i am staying with them and they are planning to get rid of me. They have yet to know me. I didn't get enough time to prove myself as a family. Why they are snatching this chance from me?
"But they didn't say yes" I counter, maybe he is just trying to manipulate me.
"They didn't say no either" He smirks.
What if they say yes, i don't like this person already.
"Leave today's lunch. I will take you on a dinner date once they agree." He said smugly.
"Why" I asked.
"Hmm"
"Why do you want this?"
"Because i like you," He said, as if this was the most obvious thing he was stating. He left from there making my already miserable life more miserable.
You don't hurt the people you like. You don't make them feel uncomfortable. This is not liking, i thought.
Shaking the feeling of dread i turned and my nose hit something hard. I rubbed it, trying to ease the pain.
"Who stands in the middle of the corridor and walks without noticing the surroundings" I looked up to see who has the audacity to put all the blame on me, when we both are equally at fault.
"You.." I started getting annoyed but my words refused to come out of my mouth seeing him.
He folded his hands to his chest and narrowed his eyes at me, daring me to speak that it was his fault.
