Ananya
I felt my heart bleed when Ranvijay walked out after warning me about meddling with his affairs . All I told Hemant was to keep him safe, why he had be so rude. I couldn't stop tears that flowed out of eyes. Don't know why , but I hate when he turns rude. 'You too were rude' reminded my mind. I just spoke the truth; I cared for him as an obligation because he is my husband.
Let it be, why should I care. I decided to concentrate on my studies. Throwing my book on my bed I threw my body next to it, I had made up my mind to concentrate on my studies but I couldn't , so I called mom; ''you fought with Ranvijay'' My Mom shot as soon as she heard my voice. "he started it'' I was defensive. ''You ended it, are you crazy Ananya. 2 months of your wedding and you have already started fighting''
''Are you my mother or his'' I used anger as my weapon and Mom chuckled; ''tell me what did you do'' I gave an edited version and she lashed out at me again. She suggested that I apologise to Ranvijay as it was my fault, now I am sure I am not her biological daughter , she found me somewhere on the road, she never supports me. Mom lectured me for half an hour before disconnecting . After another half an hour of deep thinking I decided to see my grumpy husband. From Hemant I got to know that he was in Hotel Grand Palace, smiling I dressed myself into a grey trouser and a black shirt. Pulling my hair up in a bun, I used little lip gloss and Khol , I am all set to surprised Ranvijay . My personal guard smiled pulling the car door open for me, he got in next to the chauffeur; ''where to Hukum'' I smiled ; ''Grand Palace ''
We drove out of the huge gates towards the city; I smiled remembering driving through those roads in scorching sun and now I am being driven to my destination in this expensive vehicle. Mom was right, I married him and we have to spend this life together , we have to reach a middle path. ''Hukum we are here'' I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realized when we reached. Balwant held the door for me, he bowed once and escorted me till the entrance . I was greeted my numerous people on my way to Ranvijay's cabin. His secretary smiled getting up from her place; ''Ma'am he is in a meeting. Shall I inform him of your arrival''
''No, don't disturb him, I will wait'' I decided to kill time going through the random magazines on the table, after about an hour the door clicked open and I heard a female laughter. Rajshri stepped out followed by Ranvijay minus his jacket, my fingers curled around the magazine. ''So when are you taking me out for dinner'' She asked in a husky tone, brushing her painted finger on Ranvijay's chest . He removed it; ''The day I am sure of going ahead with the deal, we can have a family dinner'' I liked that, his eyes turned and met mine; ''Ananya ! what are you doing here'' just then Rajshiri made a royal turn making a face in my direction , which I ignored; ''I wanted to speak to you'' I said walking to my gorgeous husband.
''Good Lord! Don't you get enough time at home that you came here to disturb , can't you see he is busy'' that irked me, I brushed the part of his shirt where she touched and met her eyes; ''I am Ananya Ranvijay Rathore, I can disturb him any day any time I want and no third person has the right to question me on that'' Something dropped at the back ; ''Sorry'' muttered the secretary quickly vanishing under the table . Ranvijay stiffened and Rajshri glared at me speechless. I felt his arm going around my waist; ''go inside and wait for me'' he whispered in my ear, turning to him I stared into his eyes, trying to understand if he was angry about the way I behaved with his guest. Then I saw the dimple on his cheek, nodding once I made my way to his cabin.
I couldn't sit and kept pacing around waiting for Ranvijay to come, he entered and walked off to his chair without sparing me a glance. All the warmth I saw in his eyes had vanished; ''Why are you here Ananya'' Why is he not calling me Anu . 'because you don't like that name' replied my heart ''I asked you something'' Ranvijay's voice brought me back ; ''To study Statistics''
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A Royal's Love
RomanceRanvijay Pratap Singh Rathore ....A 26 yr old from one of the most powerful royal family of Rajputs...though the country got independence and monarchy ended...but Rathore family still enjoys power and respect among the people of the states their an...