King Adam looks at the man in front of him daring him to continue with his offer but something tells him, this man is no ordinary. He has heard about his business tactics and the way he has managed to reach the highest level in a short amount of time without depending on anyone but himself.
A self-made man named Nawab Rami Malek.
Rami is known for his famous business deals however he is also known as the top-most handsome man on earth. With his grey eyes and complimentary ash brown hair, he is someone who has always stood out in public since he was born.
They are no less of royals, they are quiet similar beside their roles in the society.
Being born in a Haveli (villa) is a dream of almost everyone and he is the one who lived his whole 31 years of life in that place with his family that decreased over the years.
With thousands of servants walking around to take care of every need of everyone in the Haveli to several more luxuries that one can simply imagine is all the small things for him. From wearing the best clothes and carrying the best things, they are the most powerful people.
He has board shoulder and well-built body that he cherish the most in his life. He works through the night after he is done with work to be sure that he stays in his best form. He never skips on that one.
Being out and open, people tend to throw all sort of shades at him. Since, he turned 16 he started learning boxing, karate and everything that would make him sure that he stands a good chance in case of any fight that he needs to be in.
Was he prepared for the mental fight? Who knows.
He never has to deal with anything that stresses him out to the point that he needs to do fighting against it. Life has always worked for him from the beginning till now and he prefers to keep it that way.
He saw the message on his phone making his mood sour as he shuts his phone down before it starts to rings and disturbs his meeting. He has to say that when he heard he manage to have a meeting with royals he was taken back but he knows they will not have a deal with him, he just needed their connections to be stronger.
Queen Izra walks inside looking at the tense atmosphere until her eyes fall on him, "What are you doing here, Rami?".
"I am honoured to meet you too". He said nonchalantly looking at The King that his wife could speak in front of him this way
The King smirks at his feisty wife watching how she can single-handedly have this man scowl at her few words of choice.
"I have just come here to have a deal". He explained briefly not sure if The Queen can understand business
"I heard". The Queen said walking to her husband and even in that split moment that their eyes met, he could see the adoration they have in between them, "But that is not in our favour or our people. So, you can take the offer and leave".
He clenches his hands on the instant rejection even though he was expecting it but it he didn't expect it to be this early.
"I will take my leave then". He said standing as he straightened his Armani suit looking at his watch
The King called him just as he was about to exit through the door of his office and he turns around waiting for him to speak.
"There is a party tonight. I would like it if you join it". The King said and it sounded more of order so not wanting to spoil the connection he nodded after asking the details of the venue
He walks out of the palace taking a deep breath when he finds his guard crowding around him as he enters inside his car towards his next destination.
After attending all the meeting that needed to be done, he went back to his house going straight to his gym without any interference. He continued to work for a few hours until it was an hour before the party.
He took the towel wiping the sweat from his body walking out of the gym.
"There is my son. I have been trying to reach you all day". He heard his mother say as he finds her wrinkly body reaching him
"Is there something you needed?". He asked throwing away the towel in the nearby bin
"Can't I see my son for no reason?". His mother said smiling
He raises his eyebrows waiting for his mother to say what she needed before he can go to his room.
"I invited a few guests over tonight". His mother said hesitating and he knows they must be someone he won't like, "It's Sanam's family".
He choked down the growl that was threatening to come out at the mentioning of that family. His eyes darkened as he looks at his mother, "I am not going to be there and if you think I will ever marry your brother's daughter then you have another thing coming".
He starts to move away when his mother follows him.
"But we promised them your hand in marriage when you are of age". His mother wailed desperately
"That was your promise". He said in a stiffen tone, "Not mine".
"She is the one for you me. What will we say to them?. Our reputation is on stake". His mother cried
He stopped outside of his room door turning to his mother as his eyes narrow at her words, "I never thought we had reputation embedded in marriages that are not supposed to happen. And if our reputation is in unhappy and unwanted marriages, we need to check ourselves as to why it is that way".
He went inside his majestic room looking over the black theme and the king-sized bed in the middle while the whole furnishing was a sight for sore eyes.
He enters the venue after a quick introduction of why he is here and The King asked the people to allow him in. This has to be some serious party for the security to be this tight.
He could tell by the grand venue and the people all dolled up that this is indeed on another level. As he continues to roam around until he finds his friend- Riffat in the crowd waving at him.
He walks towards him standing beside him while he started his usual gossiping of almost every person here.
His eyes look around examining people until they stop at the figure covered in black in the middle of two men. If he wasn't in business he might have missed who exactly those two men are.
Zain and Wasim.
Those two men are the scariest, even worse than him. Their faces always held a strict stone expression and their words are all manipulating. It's a good thing they are almost of the same level or he would have trouble dealing with this trash.
However the petite figure huddled in between those two giant men in a dress that compliments her thick long brown hair made him frown.
She can't be a wife of either one of them because as far as he knows, everyone knows how bad they are to not give them their daughter unless they bought one from someone. But, the way she held herself stiffly, her eyes blank, her lips pursed and the whole demeanour cannot be someone who hasn't been in this house/life long enough. Anyone who doesn't belong to this rich life cannot even act even if they want to in the way she is.
He noticed that every time a man tries to advance towards the lady in black, the two men immediately pushes them away by every mean possible.
This is interesting.
"She is Yusra". Riffat said catching his attention in the end, "She is their sister even though I highly doubt they can have a beautiful young and intelligent woman as their sister but that is the truth".
"What exactly does that mean?". He needed more information to feed his curiosity even if it means he needs to hear from Riffat who will not hand him the information without having him struggle for it, "I will buy you that car that you wanted".
Bribing works sometimes.
"She is 25 years old and an industrial engineer who gained respect and recognition at a young age because of her dedication, top-class grade and the new machines she introduced through her working". Riffat explained, "There is something--".
Before his friend spoke a man he is currently doing business with interrupted his information he has made a bargain for.
He looks at the place she is standing uninterested in the man at the other end trying to get her attention. He has to say she has the charm that can have anyone flat in a second of looking at her. She hasn't even looked at her eyes and honestly with the dim lights in this place, he can't make out any of her features besides the most prominent ones.
Yet, she has his interest which infuriates him further.
His feet start to move in her direction knowing it is an unmarked territory he is not supposed to be in yet there is something that calling him. Like a siren drawing him towards her.
Just as he is within a meter radius someone holds his arm dragging him away. He almost killed the person until he finds it is his friend.
"What?". He asked pushing his hand away from him looking in the direction she was in but not anymore causing him to groan
"What do you think you are doing?". Riffat asked frustrated, "I didn't even tell you half of the story and you were walking towards her like a man under a spell".
"It is a spell, huh". He said snickering, "I was starting to wonder what exactly is the reason for my behaviour".
"Her brother never let anyone near her". Riffat started, "She is their most precious gem, they protect with their lives".
He chuckles bitterly, "People rarely protect something with their lives unless it is something that they simply want to hide from the world".
"Exactly". Riffat said nodding, "She is not allowed out of the house without tons of guards, her security is the most powerful and even a step that she takes is known by her brothers. She rarely leaves the house and all she does is stay in that castle of hers".
"So what?. She is a Rapunzel caged in her castle?". He said as his voice stays calm, "She doesn't look like someone who is willingly staying in the castle. However, if she is that precious to her brother, how come they brought her to this party?. There is no way they don't know what kind of men shows up here and what they want half of the time?. She looks like their precious bet they are trying to win deals with".
"Perhaps". Riffat said shrugging, "There is another story though".
"What story?".
"The story where she killed a man". Riffat said as he turns towards her, "A man she was in love with".
He walks towards the bathroom after hearing the stories after stories with were half of his friend's assumptions included needing a little fresh air. As he stops at the corridor where the bathroom is located he finds a row of guards in front of the female bathroom.
He stays at the same spot when she walks out of the bathroom with her head down as she straightens the crease of her black elegant frock while her long hair falls over her shoulder draping on her face hiding it from anyone vision.
The sounds around him seem to vanish as she draws closer to him and her guards behind her. The only sound that did reaches his ear is the softest tingle of something that she has worn that made his skin tingle with it.
Just as she passes him by he inhales the sweet strawberry scent that riches her appearance. And it wasn't until that she was far away from him that his sense came back and he took a deep breath planning how to open the tower she is caged in.
He looks at the two men in front of him wanting to have a deal with him and he must say he didn't expect The Queen agreeing to have a partnership with him. But the party he attended two months ago made that happened and now he is one of the number one spots that he wanted from the start.
With the support of the royal in his business, he managed to beat everyone in his way effortlessly. Yet, his mind often rewinds that event and not the profit he manages to make by going to it but that hidden princess that he sets his eyes on.
He has seen a few newspapers these past two months which shows pictures after pictures and interviews after interviews about her obnoxious brothers proclaiming their undying love for their sister and just how hard it's been for them to raise her but they never let her lift a finger.
"Why will I ever make this deal with you?". He asked drumming his finger watching the sweat cover their heads knowing well that they are greedy for this deal because they want to invest in their dying company
Though they were powerful, they were a sinner who has done things that costed them. Perhaps, a little more in the last two months.
And he wonders who did that to them.
He watches his secretary sweating and he doesn't know what is wrong with all of them when there is the best air-conditioner in his office.
Maybe it's just because it is him in front of them.
Well, he can't do anything about that now. He will always choose to take a stance of a lion in front of all these rats in the business and even in his life. He will never sacrifice his values and his power in front of anyone. He will never let anyone speak against him or challenge his actions.
He is a despicable man.
"What do you want from us?". Zain asked shaking but his voice stays rigid
He smirks inwardly, "What can you even offer me?".
"Whatever is that you want. We are ready to bargain". Wasim said hurriedly earning a glare from Zain and he realises that Wasim is easy to play with than Zain
He shrugged nonchalantly as he stands from his seat walking towards the window of his office.
"You don't have anything that I want". He said hearing the rustling behind them knowing he is only making them anxious, "But, I do know that I will wipe out all your chances for this investment in my next board meeting".
Zain banged his hand on his desk and he didn't even move an inch knowing that Zain is more of a person who likes things to be in his control.
"What do you want?. Tell us". Zain said and his tone filled with desperation as Wasim hold him back, "I will give you anything".
"Anything?". He asked walking towards his desk as he takes the paper out of the file, "Then sign these so you won't go back on your words. Trust me, I will not even let you breathe a single breath if you were to take your words back".
Both the brothers look at each other before signing away to the devil in front of him.
He opens the top button of his suit which has been bothering him since morning. The suit itself is the best hand-crafted suit that he has ordered from the best designer yet it doesn't appeal to him.
Perhaps it will to her?
He starts to takes steps towards the room everyone points him to and he stands outside of the door straightening his shoulder, his eyes with zero emotions and his lips pursed as he enters the room locking the door behind him.
They have just signed the agreement (Nikkah) only. And it is his first time to look at her as his wife.
Just as he expected her to be sitting on the bed with the veil over her head which he is supposed to remove from her, he finds a complete opposite.
She is standing on her terrace with her veil on the bed looking at the bright sky with no trace of emotions visible on the new bride face.
He clenches his hands as he feels the anger from her rebellious actions as he steps towards her turning her around to face his wrath.
He wanted her to be scared of him.
She looks at the man who is supposedly her husband glaring at her which didn't faze her away one bit as she continues to look at him blankly waiting for him to speak.
"You were supposed to be waiting for me". He stated as his voice sounded harsh making her give him no response
Then she chuckles dryly for a moment before she looks right into his eyes as she steps closer to him placing her hand over his built chest smirking, "If you thought that you purchased a wife that will follow your order without any interference then you made a mistake, Mr. Rami".
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I didn't even do anything and you all are falling for the man. I can see you all 😉👀