First encounter.
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Riyan didn't know where was he going, all he had in his mind was to go away as far as he can from his family. He have had enough, now it was really not possible to take his father's bitter words or his ignorance.
He inserted his hands in the pocket of his jacket as they were slowly turning cold due to the low temperature of Edinburgh city. The city has its own beauty and incomparable features.
Not only the people there are humble and symbol of humanity but also the cultures they have been following since ages are praiseworthy. The mystical buildings, dusty roads and soothing air was giving him the immense pleasure hr have been desiring to experience since a long time.
Any ways, he aimlessly was walking around the city from one road to the other wherever it was leading and at a particular point, he reached a bridge. It looked so wonderful as the moon shone directly upon it giving the metal a silvery look while noise of the flowing water beneath of the river and cool fresh air was blissfully amazing.
" Beautiful ".... He murmured looking in the surrounding trying to absorb the city's features in his memory so that to cherish them after he'd go away.
He was excited more than being puzzled for SOMEONE WAS STANDING IN THE CORNER
OF THE BRIDGE. He couldn't see the face of the person but one thing was sure, she was a girl.
She could be a ghost as well!!!!
Her hairs were waving with the blowing winds increasing Riyan's curiosity. And cherry on top she was wearing a long white gown. His heart beats were you know somewhat slow yet rhythmic puzzling his own self, the scenario was thrilling and filled with suspense. If it had been anybody else in his place, he would have taken to his heels running away but here, Mr. Diwan was more curious to know her. Finding a girl under moonlight in an empty bridge was, different yet umm... Exciting.
Why was he feeling like that!!!! Even, he didn't know.
Never mind, Without giving another thought he started walking towards her. The closer he was getting of her the clearer view he could see of her body. When he was just few paces away Riyan realized she was wearing cream coloured simple night gown fitting her curves perfectly. He stood beside her keeping his hands on the railing of the bridge.
While on other hand, Sensing someone besides her, the girl nervously craned up her eyes spotting a guy standing beside her thus hitching Riyan's breath for a moment. No sooner have she looked up at His face than he blankly stared at her briefly.
She's she's beautiful!!! Was all he could compliment. Long hairs, beautiful innocent face, big dove like eyes, plump pink lips and cute little nose. She was, indescribable!
'Gosh!! Who is he! Inaya, you need to get out of here at this moment'
On the other, the girl in the white gown thought. It was Inaya. She was really horrified finding a stranger standing next to her. She has started inching away from him while he kept moving further and staring her.
" Hey you don't have to be scared of me, I'm not going to eat you "... Riyan tried to assure her while she continued to move backwards.
" Who are you and why have you come here? "... Asked Inaya gulping in fear. What if he tries to force her!!! She soo cursed her mind for pushing her to ho out of the house to get some air.
" Hey chill. I have come in the Diwan Palace, for that anniversary function of Digvijay Diwan "... Said Riyan asking her to stop. Indeed, he was no bad guy who would hurt her. Okay, he is but not on any cost he would hurt an innocent girl like her! Never.
Inaya sighed in relief. " Ohhh now I get it. You must be the one from those labourers who've come to decorate Diwan Palace. I got you now".... She said while his mouth widely opened.
He glanced at his branded clothes from bottom to top while thinking.
' labourer!!! From which angle do I look like a labourer. i***t girl! ' He rolled his eyes.
" No no you have mistaken madam, I am not any labourer in fact I am Digvijay Diwan's gran--- ".... Alas, Riyan couldn't complete his sentence as she cut him in between.
" Okay, Okay I know you are not a labourer, you are a helper. And I know, you are going to stay in the cabin behind the palace with other workers. Now you listen to me carefully. I'm the only one who have hired you, I mean my uncle. He and I are the event planner. Okay. So we will meet often, in fact I am only going to guide you. It's getting late now, I will meet you all tomorrow in the morning at 7 o'clock sharp and there only I will tell you about your work. Understood. Good night ".... She completed not allowing Riyan to explain her.
Riyan raised his hand in order to stop her while she continued walking away. " And haan be on time, I hate late comers "... She finished, continuing to walk ahead in the opposite road, Inaya soon disappeared while a fuming Riyan stomped his got in the ground.
" Ohh hello, you event planner. Hey wait, I'm talking to you. I'm not any labourer... You... She's gone. Ughhh"... He shouted in order to stop her, but she was far gone disappearing in the dusty atmosphere. Riyan can't help but fist in fingers and let out a growl trying to tame his frustration.
" Stupid girl! How dare she call me a labourer! Was she just blind that she could not see my expensive hoodie and shoes. I'm sure she had never seen such expensive things even in her dreams, bloody loser! "... He cursed her.
Riyan pulled his hairs as the word ' labourer ' kept playing in his mind. Punching in the air and time to time kicking his leg at the things that came ok his way, Riyan finally decided to turn around and go back to his house not wanting to get insulted again. However, she was he would teach that 'loser' a lesson.
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Vihaan has come out in the garden not being able to get some slumber. Coming back to his house after years felt like heaven. He recalled all those childhood times playing in the house, pranking with the servant, stealing money from his dad's little box... was all fun.
He restlessly was roaming in the corridors of his house when suddenly he ceased in his tracks in front of the room where his son was staying, he narrowed his gaze since done distant noises echoed within.
The curiosity in him increased finding the door of the room open henceforth waking up the sleeping eavesdropper in him. So slowly and like a thief Vihaan opened the door.
He narrowed his eyes finding his son walking in the room fuming in anger while muttering something. He opened the door more in order to hear him.
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" Stupid, i***t, loser illiterate girl. What does she think of herself. How dare she call me a helper. I will... I will kill her! ".... He exclaimed looking his reflection in the mirror. " Look at my clothes, they are soo good and expensive. How could she address me as labourer!".... Riyan added glancing his reflection from different positions.
While, here his father who was eavesdropping on him, wide opened the door. He appeared in front of him laughing loudly. Vihaan came inside making Riyan to bite his tongue in fear. Did he hear him!!! Shitt.
Vihaan sat on the sofa trying to put a stop on his laughing. He looked at Riyan who was looking no less than any fool and busted out even louder holding his stomach.
Unable to see him laughing Riyan rudely uttered. " What are you doing here? Haven't your father taught you some manners Mr. Diwan... You eavesdropped me. It is disgusting. How can you go so low, eavesdropping your own son".... He spoke, spitting venom in anger that was more dangerous than the venom of any python.
Regardless, This made his father to laugh more as he enjoyed watching his disappointed expressions. " Ohh gosh. I can't believe Riyan! A mere girl called you a labourer. "... He kind of teased him making disgusting faces.
" She did or not, what do you have to do with it, sir! Mind your own business Mr. Businessman. Don't even try to comment on me ".... Riyan rudely replied out of anger.
" If I had been there in your place, I would have died. Seriously, after being a son of a rich father you can't get yourself some respect. A mere village girl addressed you as labourer yuck yuck yuck. That was the biggest insult ".... Saying this he got up and made his way to the door.
He stopped in his tracks looking back at Riyan. " Tut tut tut I can't stand this any more "... And he walked out hurting his ego.
" This all happened because of that stupid loser. I won't leave her ".... Riyan swore slipping into the sheets.
The night may be sleepless for Riyan tonight but little did he know that, that mere encounter with that girl has locked their fates together and the girl he is cursing and accusing today will soon become his addiction and obsession tomorrow.
To be continued...
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