BORN TO RULE

ENG|HIN🆕rewritten- 3|| DREAM | DUTY | DEAL

CHAPTER 3
DREAM | DUTY | DEAL
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The car was being driven through a road, brightened up with colorful lights and decorations hanging from tree to tree. Even though it was night, because of the amount of lights, it seemed almost like morning.

As their destination neared, females of different age groups, roaming around in attire similar to that of the girl they had met a few days ago, came into their view. Some were gossiping among themselves while some conversed rather seductively with a few men.

It's not like Arjun didn't know where he was headed to. He had consciously made the decision to come here, accompanied by Praneet.

"Arjun, you are not only the Yuvraj of Jaipur but also my friend. I know whatever decision you will take, you will take after proper thinking. But... As a friend, I will advise you to think again. What you are going to do.... Is it correct?" Praneet was genuinely concerned like a true friend.

Arjun stopped the car in front of a big house which was old but fully decorated just like the road.

"I know what I am doing," that's all he said before stepping out from the driver's seat.

Praneet didn't have any other choice other than following him. Sighing dejectedly, he too stepped out of the car.

As soon as they stepped out, the females ogled at them, also wondering about the cause of their visit. Tonight they were not wearing their usual formal suits. They had kept their attire casual with tshirts and jeans with hoodie over it.

One of them mumbled to another, "Do you know them? They look unfamiliar."

"Seems like we have new customers!" Another cheered excitedly.

"I hope one of them is mine..." the other bit her lower lip seductively.

The men walked past them into the house. Upon entering, they arrived in a room which looked like the main hall.

A lady in her late-50s was sitting on a swing, busy counting a huge bundle of money. She seemed to be the leader of this filthy place. Her attire was better than that of the other females as she had worn a saree in proper Bengali-style, paired with gold jewellery and big red bindi.

She was so engrossed in counting the money that she couldn't comprehend their presence until one of the muscular men standing beside her whispered something in her ear. That is when she looked up at them and stared from toe to head.

"Who are you? I couldn't recognize you," the lady said, keeping the bundle of money aside, and gestured for them to sit on the sofa opposite her. "You two seem to be from well-off families. What brings you in my kingdom?"

"Kingdom? A filthy kingdom indeed," Arjun mocked her in his mind.

"We are here to meet a girl," he said aloud in a strict tone.

"Girl?" She laughed hysterically as if he had cracked a hilarious joke. "Then you are on the wrong address, mister. You won't find a girl here, you'll only find prostitutes here who make your night beautiful. Yes, if you want to spend the night with any of them...then tell me," her tone was filled with pride.

"Now do you realize what you are getting into?" Praneet whispered, frustrated as well, to Arjun.

Arjun shook his head to shake off his own frustration and threw a bundle of money towards the lady. Her bodyguard picked it up for her.

"By the way, my name is Reshma," her contemptuous behavior took a backseat after smelling the money.

"We want to meet this girl," Arjun threw a photo in her direction, stressing over the word 'girl'.