⚠️ Slightly mature with some mature talks. Please do not read if you are not comfortable.

You might find some things that totally makes no sense.

Read at your own risk

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"Karan, Mehek will arrive tomorrow evening. You will go pick her up, won't you??" Anupama asked her younger son to which he nodded.

Karan had talked to Mehek through phone many times in the past one year and he liked her. She would be a perfect partner in crime for him and now that she is coming over they could together irritate the hell out of his family members, especially his stuck up older brother Inder Singh Rathore.

Inder ignored the conversation going on at the breakfast table. He always has a forbidding look on his face. People think that he is arrogant and stuck up. He ignores women totally. Some people even think he is a gay.

Well!! He definitely is not a gay. He simply believes in being a one woman man.

And he has been waiting for that particular woman all his life.

He belongs to the aristocratic Rathore family and his ancestors could be counted back to a couple of hundred years.

If the country was still under royal ruling, Inder would have been the present Yuvrana, his father being the Rana.

And to his misery his family believes he is the reincarnation of a powerful ruler who ruled a hundred years ago.

Some artists during the time had made a portrait of the then Rana and Inder had inherited those looks.

But what made the comparisons more strong is the fact of their birth time.

The planets in our solar system never line up in one perfectly straight line like they show in the movies. If you look at a two-dimensional plot of the planets and their orbits on a piece of paper you may be led to believe that all the planets will circle around to the same line eventually.

In reality, the planets do not all orbit perfectly in the same plane. Instead, they swing about on different orbits in three dimensional space. For this reason, they will never be perfectly aligned.

And it is believed that, the perfect alignment has happened only twice, one being hundred years ago when Rana Raghupathi Datta Singh Rathore was born and the second time being twenty nine years ago when Inder Singh Rathore was born.

It would have been a pride for Inder if Rana Raghupathi was only famous for his war skills.

But he was also famous for his exploits among women. The man had more number of wives and mistresses than one could imagine and his great grandmother who had been alive when he was born had made a comment on how Inder is going to grow into a man like Rana Raghupathi.

And his physical similarities to the said man once he grew up just sealed his fate.

And Inder had made the decision that there would be only one woman in his life. And he had worked pretty hard to keep his aloof image to keep woman away.

"Mom. I am going out with Sachin. Will come only tomorrow morning. Bye Inder" Karan said and ran out of the house without giving his mother or brother a chance to rebuke him.

"Inder. Your papa and I are going to Lonavala. We will also be returning only tomorrow. And about the Mehek I mentioned. She will be staying over for a while and she is coming here for you.. -" she gets cut off as Ram comes in a hurry.

"Anupama. It's getting late" Ram said

"Yeah. I am coming " Anupama said

"Mom. What do you mean by for me?? " Inder asked

"I don't have time now, Inder. You know your dad. I will talk to you tomorrow once I come back." With that Anupama walked out leaving a confused Inder.

That Evening

Inder was in his study going through some files when Khanna walked in

"Inder baba. There is one Ms Trivedi waiting for you downstairs" Khanna informed, making Inder frown.

"Who is Ms Trivedi. I don't know any Ms Trivedis Khanna. Ask her to leave" Inder said

"She said your parents knew that she was coming"

"What is her name??"

"Mehek Trivedi"

"Mehek?? But she was supposed to come tomorrow" Inder said, standing up from his chair and walking towards the living room.

Mehek cursed herself for her impulsive decision to give Anupama aunty and Karan a surprise.

And now she will have to bear with Karan's stuck up older brother.

She doesn't know him personally but had heard a lot about him through Anupama aunty and Karan, and had also promised Karan to help him prank his older brother.

Mehek looked up when she heard the footsteps and sucked in her breath as she saw the man standing in front of her.

Hot!! Hot!! Hot!!

She mentally fanned herself as heat creeped up her cheeks seeing the Sex God in front of him.

Why didn't Karan tell her that his brother is super hot.

His face, though admittedly hard and aristocratic, held the same chiseled beauty of an archangel Mehek had once viewed in a painting at one of the art galleries her tutor, Miss Roop, had insisted they visit in an effort to broaden their education.

It was a decadently handsome face, one stamped with authority as well as arrogance, with a firm, unyielding jaw, and dominated by the darkest, most beautiful eyes Mehek had ever beheld

"Ms Trivedi. I was informed that you will be coming only tomorrow." He said looking down his aristocratic nose at her and that snapped her out of her daydreams.

This is Inder Singh Rathore. Always calm and composed, she had heard from Karan.

And Anupama aunty just mentioned on phone that she hadn't got the time to mention about the purpose of his visit.

So it is upto Mehek to make her introductions and an idea struck her mind.

"I have come, Your Grace" she told him huskily making him frown

"Come?? Come where??" He scowled at her

"Here, your Grace" she looked up at him through lowered lashes.

"Without doubt" he gave an icy inclination of his head

"And what the devil do you mean by calling me Your Grace" his scowl deepened with his increasing frustration.

"You are my Yuvrana. And do not be Cross with me Inder" She moved to press herself against him, her head resting on the broadness of his chest as her arms moved lightly around his waist.

"Miss Roop did caution me to remain patient and wait until you came to collect me, but I could not wait any longer, Inder, and decided to take matters into my own hands and come to you instead!"

Inder stood stiff and unyielding under this overfamiliar onslaught of feminine softness, as he felt a faint stirring of memory at the mention of a female called Miss Roop.

He had the distinct feeling he had heard that name before. But for the moment, with firm breasts pressed against his chest, slender arms about his waist and the soft rose perfume wafting from her, he was having difficulty remembering exactly when and where...!

Not that it mattered at this particular moment. What mattered was releasing himself from this woman's far from unpleasant hands upon him.

Inder straightened to push her from him abruptly. "Now see here..."

"Excuse me Sir" he turned a scowling face in the direction of his housekeeper

"What is it?? "

"The room is ready for Ms Trivedi" the woman said uncomfortably under her employer's stare.

"Thank you so much aunty. Inder will help me settle" Mehek reassured the housekeeper before Inder could speak

Inder cast a look at this very forward and beautiful young woman.

She was perhaps in her early twenties, dressed in skin tight jeans and a figure hugging crop top.

The dark curls beguiled, and her eyes were a pretty hazel brown, a tiny button nose, and a mouth-Ah, her mouth! a sinfully decadent mouth!

Those lips were so full and pouting that they begged to be kissed and to kiss in return.

Sinfully decadent!!

Where had that thought come from?

Damn it, who was this chit to come here and interrupt his evening, addressing him so familiarly by name, whilst at the same time evoking such fantasies that he had never felt for anyone in his life before.

She smiled up at him, seemingly unconcerned.

"I understand your need to return to your work, Inder. I am tired from traveling too, anyway. And I assure you I shall be quite happy to wait in your room until you are finished" she said

Inder's head was starting to spin.

Who was she?? Where had she been travelling from??

Why couldn't his mother tell him before leaving.

And why did the name Miss Roop sound so irritatingly familiar

"Exactly who are you?" he demanded impatiently

Her hazel brown gaze widened

"Mehek Trivedi, ofcourse. Didn't Anupama aunty tell you about me"

"She told me your name. But not the purpose of your visit" Inder told her irritatingly

No one had ever irritated him to such an extend. Not even Karan

"I have come for you, Your Grace" she said huskily and did a belated curtsy.

Inder stared down incredulously at her bent head.

Did she just curtsy in front of him??

What does she think this is? 18th century??

"What do you mean by for me" his mother had also said the same

"I have come here to be your mistress, Yuvrana Inder" Mehek whispered huskily.