Ishita's POV:
Rajkund is being an asshole and trying to find a pawn for him but Armaan was smart enough to confront me before picturing anything. Yesterday I got to know that he came back from vacation and as my mother said this toy was key filled and barked in the meetings of investors about me being the rich brat child trying me snatch his hard work. But in this meeting, he did a mistake taking his medicines which he consumes occasionally to control his anger and blood pressure. They are simple dopamine tablets but I'm going to frame them as drugs, I have a pharmaceutical business it won't be tough for me.
Investors and board members mentioned to me his eccentric behavior as he was sweating badly but claiming that he was fine and blamed me for his anxiety. Armaan caressed my cheeks to calm me and it did work; I don't know how things will be in the future, but I know he cares about me. Priya came inside my office and Armaan stood to leave I just stared at his back as he left, this is not good for me but then why does it feel so right.
"Ishita... Ishita..." Priya called my name bringing me back to reality I hummed in response and she passed me the file I asked her to. "Congratulations..." she wished me and I looked up at her in confusion, "For what?". She chuckled lightly, "For your wedding, obviously duh!" and quoted it sarcastically but how did she know? I cleared her doubt, "No it's nothing like that... just my father's immature unavailing attempt." She fluttered her eyes lashes, "But there is a news outlet published by your father and media is standing at the main entrance after your father announced about the wedding..." my eyes widen, Armaan just left if they clicked his pictures exiting my office then it will be a hell of a mess and will be hard to kill this topic in media, my sister's wedding.
"Oh, shit..." I rushed out of my office and pressed the elevator button but it didn't open. Impatiently I took the flight of stairs and ran downstairs, employee elevators were empty so I ran inside one and informed security to clear the media from the main gate. Exiting the elevator, I found Armaan walking towards the main entrance busy looking down at his phone. "Armaan...." I called his name and rushed towards him, he looked up at me in confusion and then stopped his feet.
A man tried to pass the security to click pictures, pulling Armaan with me I opened the door of the security room and pushed him inside closing the door behind me. But in this process, I pushed him pretty hard and his head came in contact with a metal rack in the security room. He growled holding his head, "What's the matter with you, some time you just stuff food unannounced in my mouth, dig your heel, and now smashed my head... fucking hell..." he rubbed his temple that hit the corner of the metal rack. I panicked seeing what I did it was serious as a little blood oozed out.
"I'm sorry... sorry... I'm really sorry, let me see it..." pulling his face towards me I examined him closely. It wasn't bleeding much but the wound was turning darker, peeping outside I called the guard asking for a first aid kit. Clearing his wound with rubbing alcohol, he hissed in pain blowing air on it he calmed.
Applying antibiotic ointment I pasted a bandage on it as well, Armaan kept his eyes on me enjoying the process but it was my fault to push him that hard. "Next time if you ever come here use the private entrance and exit... okay..." he nodded like an obedient kid. Explaining to him the situation I apologized and allot my bodyguards to squad him out as he came here without his guards, so amateur.
Armaan's POV:
In my defense, I'm not an amateur as guards were surrounded outside her building. I don't like an army of bodyguards following me like flies and I visited her to talk with her privately. And she pushed me so harshly that I imbalanced hitting piles of files lying on the floor which just added to the incident. For the past few days, I'm trying to understand Ishita and till today I understood she's like a diamond, hard but brittle.
Her personality confuses people but I have seen her closely something inside her is damaged and only she can fix herself. No one in the entire world can change you without you wanting to change yourself, that's the case with Ishita. I don't want her to feel crushed by me but instead feel safe and free to express to me whatever she feels. I feel a connection with her and it drags me toward her or just the consequences of my mother filling my head with marriage thoughts every day once a day and night. I think she's playing some psychological game with me manifesting for a daughter-in-law.
Yash passed me a cup of coffee, "Ready to meet that psychopath..." I nodded and sipped my coffee. Rakhi, the girl who played the role in my brother's downfall was sitting in a room with three female policewomen and two male investigators. She looked up with trembling hands as we entered the room, I chose to do this meeting in my farmhouse away from the city because it's close to the sea and the work becomes easier to dispose of a dead body.
"Tsk, tsk... they found a girl like you for this job... at first glance, I can say my brother can't get attracted towards you..." she lowered her head rubbing her hands whimpering. "Sir... my mother's ill... I didn't have money; my father is a drunkard he doesn't give us a penny. I worked as a maid in their house, and the head maid asked me to earn quick money so I agreed to do anything they asked. At first, they asked me to serve drinks to the people who came to their houses then they started demanding more." She sobbed and wiped her tears.
A/N: I won't be writing any rape, violence, or crime scenes as last time you guys gave me a hard time so use your imaginations. (Dramatic author)
"Sir... they asked me to do the same thing that day in the hotel as they used to do with me..." she busted crying. "I-I... didn't want to do... but..." a policewoman shuts her and she silenced whimpering. I won't have handled this case easily but she posted a video on Facebook that went viral. Now I need to clean the mess created by her, "Listen... if you will cooperate with us... then things can be good for you. Now you will do as we will tell you, I want the names and locations of the places mostly his men used to gather for drinks which are mostly his brothels. You will accept your crime and speak as we will tell you then I might help you get out of jail before time and pay your mother's hospital charges". She glimpsed at us with red puffy eyes and nodded instantly.
Yash asked walking inside the car, "What will you do with their names and location?". I passed him my phone, "I won't do anything you will, call the DSP and tell him we have the names and locations of places he needs to do an incursion. Make another call and inform the reporters that the girl has confessed everything to the police officers after her father admitted that the money her daughter got from the scholarship is from a political party that tried to ruin Aadesh Goel's image forever. Rest you know..." he nodded and aligned calls.
I didn't have much to do for rest of the day so I headed home early. A pleasant smell of incense sticks was spread across the hall and veranda. Heading inside my room I changed into casual denim and sneakers to go on out with Aditya. Searching for him I reached near the open white marble temple, he was sitting next to Mom and Pandit Ji (priest). Aditya is the most loved member of the Goel family and the most spoilt child as well.
His intermediate exams were over and he was looking for admission to the University of Delhi. Mom opened her eyes and saw me patting her hand on the seat next to her she dragged me making me sit. Pandit Ji read some shlokas and blessed Aditya while he tried to pick the sweets from the plate in front of him. Mom glared at him, he instantly puts it back and looked at me. I tried to distract Mom so he can eat the sweets, "Mom... why is puja all of a sudden? Any good news..." she joins her hand and mumbled, "For the good news, you need to marry first but don't worry I won't mind it without marriage..." for past few days her day starts and end with the thought of my marriage.
She saw my drained colors, "Aree... Merabacha... I was kidding... sorry... I will not say it ever again okay..." scrunching my nose I hugged her. "Don't mention it..." she smiled and pats my cheeks till then Aditya emptied the plate. Mom looked between us both, "You two..." and before she could say anything we both ran out of the temple.
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