" She should be treated like a Princess".Vansh "s word was echoing in her ears.
Riddhima, the moment, she step into the room realized that it was not an understatement.

The room that was given to her had everything a girl will love to have.
The room was spacious and big . A queen size bed was in the middle , and a wooden closet was there in the corner . Riddhima opened sliding door and was pleased to see that all her clothes were placed neatly . Riddhima also noticed that there was a small table and a dresser . She had never felt so pampered in her entire life .She was a self made woman. She may not be inept with facilities but she had to earn certain things all by herself.
Riddhima sighed and sat on the bed " Was her father really that special to the Raisinghania 's?

The bathroom was as plush and luxurious as the room she was provided . "This is too beautiful". hummed Riddhima. Riddhima put the shower on. The warm water was falling down her body Riddhima moaned in pleasure, as if she was reliving her fantasy of having a shower in a fancy bathroom with the man of her love, exactly the same, she had read in those Romantic Novels.When she came out ftom the bathroom, hot lunch was served in the mini table. Mrs Dsouza smiled at her. "Pls press 191 in intercome if u need anything Madam" I shall take ypur leave.
The lunch was delicious. Soon Riddhima felt that she was in a dire need of sleep. Immediately after finishing the food, she grabbed the pillow and sleep engulf her in no time.

Mr Vikrant Raisinghania was watching his elder son Vansh and his Son -in -law Aangre deeply engaged in an important discussion. Vikrant and Uma had three children. Vansh,Ishani and Siya.
While Ishani and Siya were always taken care with love and protection. Vansh being the legal heir of all his buisness was not that fortunate. If Vikrant had established the stepping stone of their buisness, Vansh had put his sweat and blood to the buisness and today it has become a brand. The Raisinghanias were known in th market for the shipping and sports equipment. But the reality was something different. They were the Jewel Mafia of the Asia whose routes had been spread from Goa to China, Japan and Middle East. The buisness could not have reached to this zenith if Vansh would have not handling it with so efficacy. If his elder son is an emblem of power and intelligence.Aangre is the epitome of loyalty. Marrying him to Ishani was entirely Vansh's decision. Vikrant had happily retired and has bestowed all his responsibilities to Vansh.
"Bhai r u sure? We should send Aryan to Daman? Is he capable enough to take the responsibility? Vansh lit a cigar and turn to his Father -"What u think Dadd"?, Vikrant sipped his coffee and replied -" It is necessary forRudra and Chanchal atleast .They should know that their son is very much in buisness. Rudra had been a black sheep, Aangre...What more I can tell! you know every inch and details Dont u? Yes Papa! ...nodded Aangre."Chachu is not an issue....Vansh pour a small amount of whiskey in his glass. Kabir is! said he while seating in th couch. "KABIR"?? both Aangre and Vikrant exclaimed in surprise. Vansh was twrling his cigar. He paused and said -" They had been mingling with each other too much in the Poolside ,in Bar, even in the Billiard room. The combination is not good Dad! Kabir is injurious to the health to our buisness.I cannot afford to lose my brother at piece of Trash! Vansh gulped his whiskey and declared "Aryan is a blue blood Dad! I will not allow to taint the integrity of the Raisingia's by that Bustard.His hatred and anger was poignant in his tone. Vikram sighed in discontenment. Vansh is a shield an extremely lovable brother to all his siblings and cousin. But never did he understand Why Vamsh hate Kabir so much!
Reading his father 's expression Vansh came near to him and lean -"He smiled assuringly
" Dont worry Dad! Alex aur Kamble will keep an eye on Aryan....He will be watched 24*7 hours".

3 Hours Later
Riddima changed her sleeping outfit into a off shoulder emarld green top and a pair of white cotton pants.she slide the window pane and look outside. The garden area and the pool can be partly visible from there. "The shimmering light was creating an ethreal effect. I should inform my where about to Sejal and Antara! .They must be worried about me .

She murmered and tried to take both of her friends in a conference call. They are the only persons left whom she can pour out her heart. To her dismay none of the call got connected. She sighs "Dam this network issues"! she said. She tried to connect them again as someone knocked the door.
"Mrs Dsouza "? Riddhima open the door as she could see the lady standing near the doorsteps.
"Vansh Sir demanded ur presence in the dinning hall Madam!. Pls come with me,she approached politely.
"Certainly"! replied she. "But before that I will like to make some calls . But I am re. Can he told her..".I am not being able to make any calls. Can u pls help me out? "Can u tell me.....Before she could finish, Mrs Dsouza replied -"Mam as per our boss "s instructions we have installed jammer here. "You are not allowed to make any phone calls ".and its an order of our Boss".
"Now the man has banned all my communication with the outside world.
"This is simply unacceptable "gritted Riddhima.

"Gall of this Man "! She hissed in indignation. She was fuming in anger. "Thats it". Where is your Boss? i wanna have a word to him". Mrs Dsouza flinched for a moment. She had never seen any lady to speak in such manner against her boss.But nonetheless it was her duty to take Riddhima to the Dining Hall.
Composing herself she repeated "Sir wants u to be in the dinner...."
Riddhima jutted her chin and said -"I dont want to go anywhere for Dinner".Dont repeat him like a robot...I want to....Before she could finish her word, To her horror....she saw those two bouncers who had carried her luggages previously were standing beside Mrs Dsouza.
She realized that if she disagree more, they would pick her up as they did to her luggage

.Vansh Raisinghania! I will kill u! She murmered.
Precap -Riddhima meets Kabir and the Raisinghania.