"I saw something in her that made me never want to let her go."
Shivaay Singh Oberoi
"Sir Rana Bhawan vo envelope pahunch gya hai.", Ranvijay, one of my men told me.
"You sure?"
"Yes Sir." I smirked.
"You may go then.", I commanded and I did my signature move moving my fingers across my hairs as I heard Ranvijay's footsteps going away.
I took out my phone and called Mishra, "Han Mishra.. Are those papers ready?"
"Definitely sir.. All set!"
"Good. Toh just inform at Raigarh."
"Sure Sir.", And I hanged up the call.
I finally looked at the newspaper and smiled."We don't look that bad together Anika!", I exclaimed slyly laughing our picture together.
"Tujhe hasi aarhi hai yeh dekh kar?", I heard Om's voice behind me. I stood up from my seat, "Good morning Om!"
He came near me hastily, "Tujhe pata hai news me tere aur Anika ke baare me kya kya arrha hai? Anika ke character pe bahut sawaal uth rhe hain.. "
"I know all of that.", I went towards my mini bar that is in the pool area outside my room.
"And you're fine with that ?", Om asked following me.
"Offcourse not.", I stated pouring myself a drink.
"I will come straight to the point. What's cooking in your head?", he asked folding his hands across his chest.
"Okay so I was about to tell you guys.. I wanna marry her Om toh if her name is getting linked with me.. I really don't mind and I know uske character pe sawaal uth rahe hai because of that Rana thing.. But dont worry I will handle this soon.", I told him as I finished my drink.His eyes widened and he was about to say something but stopped. He got totally confused for awhile.
Too much information t sink in .. My poor brother!
I went back inside my room while Om followed, "Rana thing ? Really ? They are engaged Shivaay! And being engaged to someone isn't a thing. "
"And if I say their engagement is broken ?"
"What ? Yeh kab hua ?"
"Ab media har cheez pe itni jaldi nhi pahunch pata "
You have fallen in love with her, don't you?", there was a hint of excitement and tease in his voice.
I sighed, "Sorry to disappoint you Om but I think you forgot love is not Shivaay Singh Oberois thing."
"Then why you wanna marry her?"
I smirked, "People of Ameerkot desperately wants to see me get married and it's high time I get out of this Cassanova image of mine and get settled and till now, Anika seems to be the only girl who can bear Oberoi's surname and handle the responsibility of being the eldest daughter- in- law of Oberois. Naam, khoon, khaandaan sab hai uske paas. "
"Wow. I should have known this before. You only wanna marry her because of this naam, khoon and khandaan thing, right ?", Om asked sarcastically.
"We belong to a Royal Race Om. Yahan shaadi jaise cheezien bhi dimag se sochi aur samjhi jaati hain. Everything means business here, even marriage. "
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Royal Race.
Fanfiction"Beta dunia ko lagta hai ki hum bahut lucky hai because we belong to this Royal Race par aisa nhi hai.. We have to do a lot of sacrifices for our people and we can't back off from them because it's our duty to protect them. Okay? Meri Yeh Baat hmesh...
