The Mysterious Bride of The Billionaire

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Author's POV

The Next day...

Mili was ready for the office. Now, she doesn't hesitate to wear any type of clothes. She was looking beautiful in her office attire. She was ready to give a presentation.

"Good Morning, Princess Malvika," Mili heard her name from the back. She whirled and smiled broadly greeting him back, "Good Morning, Hukum Sa."

She bowed to honor him.

"You should call me -Dad," He chuckled and added, "My monster son brought this word from London."

Both laughed and sat on their chairs. The King asked her, "Where is he?"

"I don't know," She answered but regretted it. She corrected biting her tongue, "He will come. When I came out of the room, he was not there. Maybe, he was in his gym."

"Pranav, call your boss," The king ordered as he saw Pranav coming towards the dining table.

"Ji..."

"So delicious!" The king praised and asked, "Did you cook breakfast ?"

Mili nodded with a chuckle. The king tastes the food and praised a lot. It was delicious indeed.

Once they had breakfast, Mili and Prithvi were about to leave. The King came outside to drop them off. Actually, he came to see them going.

There was a brand new Mercedes-C-Class Cabriolet standing. Mili doesn't know the model's name of it. She gasped and shook her head.

"This is for you," Prithvi said and looked at Pranav. He came forward and handed its keys to Malvika. She was still in shock.

"I don't want this," She gulped heavily.

"You must take this. You are soon to be Queen of Rajasthan. This suits you," The king chuckled and patted her back.

Mili slid into deep thoughts, "This is not a problem. What will I tell my colleague and especially, Cherry."

Mili introduced herself as a normal girl, who lives in Jodhpur. Even she did not tell anyone that his name is Malvika Rajput. It was a secret that she is a princess.

"Take this and you can set your time for the office or your outing," Prithvi said and stepped down to reach his car.

"Thanks," Mili sighed and headed towards the car. The shiny red color of the car makes it beautiful. She touched the car softly and murmured, "You are so beautiful!"

"Prithvi, go with her," The king ordered. Hearing his words, Prithvi stopped and shook his head. He exhaled and headed toward her.

She almost jumped at her place. She did not recognize his facial expression. She waved to Sandhya and got in the car. She doesn't like to accept gifts from anyone. But it was gifted by Prithvi. Though he is rude, she likes him. She truly wishes to give a chance to their marriage.

Come out, I will drive," He rudely muttered.

"No way," She said while tying the seatbelt. He has to give up. He got in and sat on the passenger seat.

She drove crazily, soon her Mercedes is flying on the road. It doesn't take time to adjust herself to a new car.

"Prithviraj Rathore..." She thought and sighed.

"I wanna talk to you," Mili slowed down the speed of the car and said.

"Speak up," He didn't glance at her.

"Hah!" She sighed and said, "What is your problem with me or this marriage?"

He inhaled deeply and gritted his teeth, "I didn't want to marry. My dad forced me into this marriage. So, I decided to end up this marriage after a year."

"But why?" Mili asked again.

"I like to live the bachelor's life and I enjoyed it a lot. When I was in London, I spent so many nights with different women, why do I need to tie with a woman like you?" He angrily spat.

His last sentence hurt her. She is liking him. Her heart has accepted him as her husband but his way to behave toward her was rude.

"Okay, I understand that your life is messed up because of this marriage. But for a year at least, try to live happily with me," She tried to convince him.

"It's useless. And I don't want any physical relationship with you, you are not my type," He looked outside of the window.

"Okay, it's not a problem. I accept that I'm not your type. Just tell me, why did you hover over me on our first night?" She asked him. Her question shut his mouth.

He has not any type of feelings for any girl. He has always used girls and he became a womanizer. He was just using those girls to fulfill his human needs only. Forget Malini is the toughest task of his life and he couldn't forget her yet. His mental devastation led him on the path of being a playboy.

After marriage, he knew that he cannot spend the nights with another woman. He doesn't want to cheat on his wife, whoever she is. He came close to her in the same way, he spent nights with other girls. He was thinking about his wife like she is his toy for a year.

He is speechless. He doesn't know what he should reply to her. Mili cleared her throat fake and looked at him while driving a car.

"Mr. Rathore, You are forced to marry a girl, whom you never met. Do you what was my condition? I married the person, I don't know the name of my groom. I was told a day before the marriage that I'm going to marry someone. I said yes only to my father. Still, I'm willing to carry on this wedding. I didn't think to escape from this marriage after a year," She said firmly but he was still silent.

"Shut up. Concentrate on driving," He groaned.

"I truly want to live my life with you, just open the door of your heart. So many people in the world live their lives with their arranged partner, why don't you wanna give us a chance?" She said for the last time. But there was no reply from him.

Mili sighed and pulled out a phone and dialled Cherry's number. She greeted her and told her that she has to go early for the presentation, so she should come by herself.

Silently, they reached the office. Before getting out of the car, he stared at her, "A big project is in your hand. If anything would go wrong, I won't spare you. So keep in your mind."

He got out of the car like a hurricane. Mili came out rapidly and played the pinch.

"Mr. Rathore, what will I get if I crack this Million dollars deal?" She asked in a challenging tone.

He smirked and said, "Deal?"

He viciously said, "What do you want?"

"What can you give?" She implored while locking the car.

She is challenging his ego. He growled, "You are talking to the prince of the Jaisalmer. I have everything and Power beyond the limit. Just say, I can give everything."

"Mark your words," She smirked and headed toward the elevator.

"I will ask when the time comes, just remember your words," She winked at him.

She got in the elevator and the door closed. He casually shrugged off and strode to his private elevator.

Mili studied the file again and marked some points. She took new printouts of the project presentation and made new slides to show in the meeting.

"Hey, good morning," Mili looked up to find Shiv standing at the entrance. She smiled broadly and wished him back, "Very good morning."

"So, ready?" Shiv asked while coming inside.

"Yup," She stood and took the last printouts from the printer. She took the laptop with her and joined Shiv.

Just in a few minutes, they are in the conference hall. Shiv was helping her in arranging her stuff and connecting her laptop screen with the big LED TV.

Turn by turn, investors are coming. Mili was already prepared. She welcomed them with a smile.

When everyone arrived and sat. Mili called Pranav to call her boss. She hasn't his number yet. If she has, she won't call her boss directly.

In a few seconds, he stepped in. It is a hotel project and it needs a lot of investment. Aster greeting and general discussion, the meeting is started. When Mili's turn came, she got up and straightened her dress.

She was confident and calm. There was already playing a winning smirk. First of all, she introduced herself, and then, She started giving the presentation, and the way she explained 30 minutes presentation, Shiv clapped. Seeing Shiv, others also clapped.

Shiv was sitting next to Mili. It was not liked by Prithvi. He doesn't like this, though he remained silent.

"Well, I crossed. Despite the money, there is no good reason to make this project a real one. Ms. Mili could not convince me with a good argument. It's a huge investment with a big risk," The man in the grey suit said raising his head.

"I'm not sure, if I will invest my money in it," He said further.

Hearing his words, Prithvi chuckled. He knows how to control this man but he waited for Mili's answer.

Mili leaned on the desk and took a file. She asked looking in the file. She but her lower lips and looked at him, "Mr. Kumar, right?"

"Yes," The man in the grey suit smiled. Mili returned the same smile.

"My apology, Sir," Mili placed the file on the desk and leaned dangerously.

"You haven't money to invest. From where will you invest in this hotel?" Mili smirked.

Hearing her muttering started in the conference hall. Mr. Kumar got up and barked, "How dare you insult me? Do you know who I'm?"

"Silence Please," Mili slammed the table.

"I'm straightforward," She roared and opened the laptop again. Her laptop's screen is shown on the LED.

"Mr. Kumar is searching for investors to save his company," Mili said and showed some pictures.

"He wants to make a hotel in the palace of Surajgarh," Mili looked at everyone. She further began, "It's not enough. He also met the king of Surajgarh."

She showed pictures, too. He was exposed. He rushed to Mili but before he reached Mili showed him her palm. He was so close to her when she whispered, "If you don't want me to expose your company's financial situation, stay calm or you may leave."

He stopped and stepped back furiously. He barked while leaving the place, "I won't spare you, Ms."

He was sounding angry. Prithvi was surprised to hear her words. He never expected that she would do something like that. He was just staring at her.

"Ms. Mili, I like your presentation. I agree to invest in this project," One man said and others also joined him. All agree.

"But I have a question," A man in a green suit got up.

"I heard that King Padmanabhsinh doesn't want to sell his palace, what if he will not sell the palace to you," The man said.

"Don't worry about it. The king can not maintain the palace. I will take care of this matter. Leave it to me," Prithvi said and everyone was gazing at his confidence level.

Everyone was convinced as the lion roared. These were Prithvi's words, no chance to argue with him.

Finally, the meeting is over. Everyone is leaving the hall. Mili was collecting her stuff. Shiv came close to her and helped her to arrange her stuff.

"Well, you are awesome!" Shiv said happily.

"Thanks, Shiv!" Mili said. She is happy too. This project is gonna execute, now it's his turn to fulfill his promise.

Prithvi glanced at them and his hands fisted in balls. He gulped his anger and roared, "Ms. Mili. Come to my office, right now."

"Yes, sir," Mili said while walking with Shiv.

In just a few minutes, she was standing in front of him. He was stealing his gaze because when knew that the King was not ready to sell the palace. So, he was sure that nobody will agree to invest but Mili's presentation was damn perfect and effectively helped in convincing.

That's why he supported her in the last. He finally said breaking the silence, "I need to Surajgarh. So, handle all the paper works related to this project and I will be back by tomorrow."

"Well, okay..."

She cleared her throat.

"Okay, but what about my reward?" She asked teasingly.

"What do you want?" He fried.

"You!" She smiled at him.

"Nonsense," He muttered.

"Okay, " She chuckled and thought for a while.

"Have you read - Malvikagnimitram?" Mili asked. He looked at her with a puzzling gaze.

" What? Which book?" He asked me angrily.

"Malvikagnimitram," She muttered again and said, "If you haven't read, you must read."

She chuckled and left.