Clash of Hearts 💕{ On Hold}

⁌ Chapter 2 ⁍

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CHAPTER 2

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He gave a look towards his brothers, smiling mischievously. He was glad that they were busy in some conversation. He bend down a little so that his hand could reach the water in the pool by which they sat, and the next moment he threw the water at both of his brothers catching them off guard. They turned towards him with a raised eyebrow while he gave them a sheepish smile.

" Rudra! " They launched forward to catch him but he was pretty fast to run away before coming in their hold. " Bhaiya no! " They ran behind each other. Rudra's mind flashed an idea in front of him. He lowered down his pace and as soon as his brother came to catch him, he backed off making his brother fall down in the pool. Rudra was a laughing mess by then. " I won't leave you. " Rudra showed him his tongue.

" Watch out Rudy boy. " Rudra squinted his eyebrows at his brother in the pool. What he knew next was that he was thrown in the pool by his elder brother who stood there laughing as Rudra came out of the water dramatically. " Such a drama queen you are. " He spoke as Rudra acted as if he was choked. " What bhaiya, this is not fair. " He pouted at his two brothers who were laughing at him.

" You O! Wait I won't leave you. " He lunged forward and splashed water on Om, who defended himself with his arms blocking his face. They started their water fight while he sat in the pool's bank looking at his two brothers. " Okay! Enough! " He yelled while trying to stifle his laughter as he saw Om's face covered with hairs.

" Thank God Shivaay you stopped him or else this dumbbell Oberoi would have drowned me. " Om said hitting Rudra on his head who inturn ducked but still got hit. " Good for you O. " The three brothers shared a laughter. Shivaay helped them out of the pool and the two went to dry themselves while he went inside his room knowing that none of the two would come again to the poolside. One would go play his games and the other would probably go and start with a new sculpture of his or complete one of his many paintings.

He sat on the orange coloured couch of his room with his laptop open in front of him. Even though he was still in college, he didn't back out from doing any work he could do for the Oberoi Industries. Business was his passion and he was sure as hell to excel in it. He was right now working on a project he had to submit in his college as soon as it reopens. He was in the third year of his course and a month had already passed.

This project was given by his business studies professor who was the most strict out of all. She was very fair in judging and also very punctual. All he knew was to present the best and on the perfect timing. Having being taught all his life to not let anything make him lose, losing is something that he has never achieved and will never be able to. His pride in not being a failure but someone as perfect as one want to be, can be seen on his face.

He started with his research and worked on the project efficiently. It was 11 in the night. He and his brothers had to leave the next day for their hostel. Therefore the next day they will be shifting back to the hostel. They came back to live with their family last year because of his grandfather's demise. It had been a month more than an year, and everyone had seemed to accept what fate had brought for them. That is why they decided to shift back to the hostel.