This book is under major editing. Read the refined version, called She stole my Knight.
Roshni, her name meant light. Yet she was considered as darkness. Except for one person. What will happen to Roshni, when the only person who loves her uncondit...
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"No please. I will eat properly onwards, but no this." I cried once again. All my efforts were vain, bhai didn't even bother to hear me out.
"Roshni sit in the car. We'll talk on the way." Bhai ordered in his regular full of authority voice. He shut the car's door when he saw me standing still clutching one of the Ashoka trees planted in our front porch.
Raking a tired hand to his dark hair, he walked towards me, instinctively my palms wrapped themself more securely on the tree. "Come on beta. Nothing will happen." He extended his arm to me, tilted his head slightly, gesturing me to take his hand.
"No! I didn't want to go." I whined a little too loudly. Okay! I get it I shouldn't have done that, it's hispet peeve, and it was visible how he didn't appreciate it, his brows furrowed and jaw clenched. He looked- angry.
"Roshni lower down your voice, everyone can hear you." He spoke, his voice contrasting to his expression, soft and calm.
"Sorry." I mumbled, and glanced around finding the guards charging on the gate staring at us, specifically at me. They were definitely in shock, who dared to being loud in front of their boss.
"Sit." He opened the car's gate and made me sit inside. To not fuel his burning rage, I quietly did the said, however even if I wouldn't have done this, and have kept whining, he wouldn't do anything other than a scolding- maybe.
Settling down on the passenger side, I adjusted the seat to my comfort level. He jogged to the other side, sitting down, he pressed on the gas, with a soft roar the car started and I tried my luck once again, "I don't want to go, please." My voice no louder than a whisper, I turned my neck to the right, as my gaze fell on him, I felt he was trying to reconsider his decision. His onyx eyes were warm and his forehead had lines of worry.
His facade soon reappeared, cold eyes and poker face."I'm going to be with you. It won't hurt." He kept his left hand on my head- tapping it gently. He tried to reassure me. Keyword- tried. It wasn't working, I'd a weird knotty feeling in my stomach, my lips formed in to a pout, I now can't even force him to not do this. He won't agree, as usual he will do to his wish only.
And there we are. The place I detest. "Get down." He pulled the hand-break and pressed on the stop button, he quickly got down, unwanted-ly I did the same. Now that we were here, nothing was going to work.
Once we were inside the building, we heard someone speaking, turning to the source of voice, I found it was the doctor from yesterday, "This way Mr Singhania." He guided us to a room. My anxiety was on peak the whole time. A guard was following us shorty behind. Bhai nodded at him to stay outside when we reached the room, I tried to crane my neck and read what was written on the top of the light brown door with a vertical rectangle shaped glass. I couldn't as I was pulled inside by my brother.
