Rudran's Obsession

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AVNI

"Papa... why all of a sudden? Didn't you tell me that I have to become independent first? I'm just doing my bachelor degree now.." I ask frustrated.

"Avni, I know beta. But, Rudran is a nice boy.."

"Boy? He's a man, big old man" I cry out and papa says "Beta he's not that old... listen Avni, it's for your good beta, you know your papa, he always wants good for you.. trust me on this"

"But papa..."

He interrupts sternly "Avni, Rudran will be your husband. That's final and accept this okay? He'll let you do whatever you want beta, he's a good guy"

I sigh. I never expected that I'll get married so soon. We weren't from a rich family, we were just fine, had a roof under us. Papa is a primary class teacher and I wanted to become something. I've chosen a bcom degree now but still I'm not sure what I exactly want to do, which stresses me out. I just know that i want to work as soon as I'm done with my studies. For papa and maa.

Now, suddenly they want me to get married to THE RUDRAN THAPAR. My friends gave me a lot of information on him, how he's a ruthless businessman.

Really, his aura is something way different than everyone. He's sweet yet looks intimidating.

I take a deep breath as I sit on my bed in the room which I'm sharing with two other girls who never talk to me. They're from different department and a little bitchy.

I can't deny papa, he's chosen someone for me.

My mind is not at peace.

Suddenly I get a text from an unknown number.

Hey love, did you have your dinner?

I frown, but then realise it's HIM. Only he has called me love till now.

My cheeks heat up on remembering the way he was so focused on me and was calling me love. The way his lips quickly brushed against my left cheek, giving me a peck. I couldn't  help but touch my cheek where his lips brushed.

How did you get my number?

I reply wanting to know how did he.

Love, that's not important. What's important now is that I miss you.

I read his text and bite my lower lip. I don't know why I'm feeling so diferrent talking to him.

Before I could type something, my phone started ringing and it was him. My eyes widened as I kept staring at the screen in a shock. Why is he calling me now?

I was contemplating to pick or not when my phone was snatched away from my hand, making me startle.

"Kavya!" I call out as she snatched my phone.

"Fucking stop troubling our sleep"  Taani yelled in frustration.

"Fucking bitch" Kavya cursed and I said "Give my phone.."

But instead she threw it away from the little balcony and I gasped loudly.

"Why did you do that" my eyes welled up. It was a gift from my papa. It was just a simple Samsung young duos, an old touch phone which was introduced in the beginning era of the smartphones.

Both of them just went back to sleep while I went to the balcony and looked down to see my phone broken. I quickly ran down and picked it up with tears rolling down my cheeks.

I just sat there on the ground and tried to fix it. The screen was broken and it wasn't switching on.

A quiet sob escaped my lips and I mumbled "Please... please start"