Scars Of My Guardian Angel

||Chapter 05||

"Sanyukta?" Randhir said jumping out of his chair. He looked at her as if he had seen some ghost.

"Your nose is running. Wipe it." Sanyukta said in her all-time formal voice and Randhir's trance broke. He took the tissue from her hand and wiped his nose embarrassingly.

"How are you here?" Randhir asked still not getting the fact how she got out of the room and moreover found him. Who is she? Some CIA agent or some spy? Randhir thought.

"I tracked your car down." Sanyukta said showing the map on her phone that showed his car's location.

"What? You have fitted GPS tracker in my car. Ridiculous." Randhir said, shocked on seeing the guts of this girl. She was actually messing up with The Randhir Singh Shekhawat.

"Aastha Ma'am had already told me that you would try something of this sort so I had no other option than this." Sanyukta chipped and Randhir sat down frustrated with both his hands on his head. How he wanted to kill this girl with his bare hands but he can't. "Aahhhh." He shrieked pulling his hairs in his fist. Just then the waiter came back with his order and Sanyukta made a face which didn't go unnoticed by Randhir.

"What now you have a problem with my food too?" Randhir said looking at her to which Sanyukta nodded in a no.

As Randhir sat there devouring his delicacy he could see Sanyukta toggling something on her phone. Some creased lines adorned her forehead. She seemed in some trouble he thought. But what's it to him? He thought and shrugged.

After having finished his dinner he came out of the restaurant and was shocked to see a YAMAHA R15 V3 standing there.

"Don't tell me this bike is yours." Randhir said looking at Sanyukta to which she just nodded.

"Unbelievable." Randhir muttered. This girl was a complete rebel completely against the stereotypes of the society whereas Sanyukta smirked.

"Shit." Randhir exclaimed looking at the flat tyre of his car.

"Any problem Mr Shekhawat?" Sanyukta asked.

"You are the problem." Randhir said eyeing her going back to take out a spare tire from his trunk. But was surprised not to find any. "How is this possible?" Randhir murmured. His problems were just piling on one after the other.

"Mr Shekhawat I have informed the driver. He would pick up the car. Lets' go back home on my bike." Sanyukta said.

"No ways. I am not going back with you. Never. Even if that means sitting here whole night." Randhir said.

"Mr Shekhawat I have already informed Aastha Ma'am about the mishap that just took place. By now the whole Shekhawat Palace would have been awake. Lets' get back." Sanyukta informed Randhir as a matter of fact.

"What? Are you mad or what? Why did you wake up Dadi? And what mishap? Does this flat tyre is anywhere close to a mishap you brainless woman." Randhir yelled whereas Sanyukta just ignored him and started her bike.

"What the heck?" Randhir murmured pulling her out of the bike by jerking her by her arms.

"How dare you Mr Shekhawat? Stay in your limits." Sanyukta shouted losing her patience for the second time in a day.

"No one dares to ignore Randhir Singh Shekhawat. You better remember that." Randhir said gritting his teeth together as his eyes resembled a volcano ready to erupt.

"I am sorry." Was all Sanyukta murmured.

"You better be. Now move. I will drive and you hope onto the back." Randhir ordered and Sanyukta had no way but to agree. Her first motto was to get Randhir back home safe. And she knew how stubborn was he. She was about to sit behind Randhir when Randhir accelerated the bike forward and Sanyukta fell down.

"What's wrong with you Mr Shekhawat?" Sanyukta said getting irritated. Just one day and this spoilt brat was giving her a tough time. She wanted to smash that face of his but alas! She couldn't do anything.

"What happened Ms Bodyguard? Fell down? Never mind. I have positioned you right in your place." Randhir smirked whereas for a second the colour on Sanyukta's face drained. Here she was being professional and there this guy was leaving no stone turned to irritate her. Keeping her anger aside she went and sat behind Randhir silently whereas Randhir kept quiet. He knew he had crossed the line and Sanyukta's face depicted that.

As they reached home, Randhir saw his whole family waiting for him in the hall.

"Randhir what kind of irresponsibility is this?" Vidyut said getting up from his chair. Randhir was about to say something but just then Sanyukta entered and he went mum. Sensing that she had interrupted some important discussion she excused herself and went to her room followed by Randhir.

"Randhir I am asking you something." Vidyut yelled this time but still Randhir paid no heed to it.

"I don't have time for all these nonsense of yours." Randhir said before banging the door of his room shut and Vidyut closed his eyes.

With each growing day Randhir was growing distant from him and that was what Vidyut had feared always. How will he bring his grandson back? Or rather lets' reframe the question. Can he actually bring his grandson back? He thought as rest of them went back to their rooms to get some beauty sleep.

"What does this Randhir think of himself? Irritating and idiotic. I don't know what Grandpa sees in him. He is such a leech." Sameer said and Abhijeet glared at him.

"Don't forget Sameer that he is your elder brother." Abhijeet said before going to his room whereas Sameer's blood boiled at his dad's words. Every time. Every freaking time. This Randhir was given preference over him just because he was the eldest son of the clan and he was just a sidekick. But no he was not the one to suffer. He will definitely take back what is his he vowed.

On the other side Sanyukta smirked looking at Randhir who was sleeping peacefully on his bed. "I won the challenge Mr Shekhawat. Sanyukta Agarwal never loses you see."