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❛ 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡❜

❛ 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡❜

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𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿|𝟬𝟴

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆,
𝟭𝟬 𝗽.𝗺

•𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯•

"Of course" Sanchana beamed, coming near her sons. Akansh bent down and touched her feet, she placed a hand on his hands giving him her blessings. Sandeep copied his elder brother's action. Sanchana blessed both her sons and demanded everyone's presence in the dinning room in thirty

Everyone made their way to their respective rooms, following their daily routine while they wondered what was so important that the Rajmata of the royal family has herself asked for everyone to be present

"Rhea, pls answer" Aashna muttered as she entered the room. She had been trying to call Rhea for 15 minutes now, only to be disappointed. It was eating her and she wanted to know if Rhea was fine or not but she wasn't answering

Sighing, she sat down on the couch. Her hands clutching the phone tightly, and she waited for her to call back. Hearing footsteps coming near the room, she looked up only to have her gaze collide with the grey ones. Those misty eyes stared at her with so much intensity in them, as they trailed from her eyes to her small nose, to her full lips, and to her slim neck. His eyes devoured her, while hers did the same. She took her time to take in his rugged yet perfect appearance. Never have she ever seen him in a disheveled state, he was always perfect and uptight just like now, a well fitted suit complementing his muscled body. His hair styled back, a tired expression taking over his face. A frown on his straight eyebrows , and his dusty pink lips pressed together

A loud ringing of phone, caught both their attention and their trance broke altogether. Shaking her thoughts, Aashna stood up from the couch

"I have to take this call" She cleared her throat, but soon regretted as she saw his eyes still staring at her. Heaving a sigh, she walked towards the door, where he was leaning to leave the room. As she tried to pass through him, his big hand gripped her small wrist in a firm hold. Her breath hitched, feeling his touch as an spark of electricity passed through her body, she turned around, to ask him to leave her hand but his expression made her gasp. His eyes were drooped, as he stared at where their hands were joined

"Leave my hand" She glared at him and then at his hand, but b

"I am sorry" Her eyes widened hearing his words as her surprised expression took place on her face , but soon she covered it and looked at him pointedly

Abhay Singh Raghuvanshi saying sorry, and that to her? Is she hallucinating or is he on drugs?

"For yesterday night" He cleared his throat, he never apologized to someone in his life but. Though he wasn't sorry for seeing her like this, but for entering the bathroom without knocking. He can't ever be sorry for seeing her like this, hell, since yesterday his mind has been repeating the same scene again and again, making him loose his mind. This was too much for him, he cannot resist this much but...

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