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Bombshell
In Rathoreβs mansion
The towering mansion of the Rathore family exudes remarkable liveliness. The sweet, lingering aroma wafting from the inside of the flower garden offers an experience akin to heavenly bliss, even in a few moments, as the talk says. The medium-sized fountain at the palace's entrance, cascading water as if descending from the heavens, gives its onlookers a heavenly perspective. The palace's ornate walls, brimming with the grandeur of gold and rich hues of rose-pink, light brown, beige, and blues, serve as a testament to its natural royal splendour. The imposing aura of dominance pervades the air and permeates the surrounding landscape.
A magnificent car with a dominating aura entered the Rathore mansion.
Two towering features: one with a 6β4 "height, Strong muscular body, dark eyes, and blackish brown hair styled simply, yet his presence exhibited arrogance and dominance; the other with a 6β2" height, muscular body, dark brown eyes, and black hair styled in trending fashion, was excited from the car.
They entered the mansion but were obstructed by a sweet voice, but the inner self of the person was venomous.
βAdarsh, Vikram, have you returned? Your father and I have been waiting for you for a long time. We have something to tell you.β Chandrika said as soon as she saw Adarsh and Vikram enter the living room.
Yashwanth and Chandrika were discussing something and laughing before Adarsh and Vikram entered the house.
Adarsh and Vikram ignored them and walked straight to their rooms.
βStop acting. We are not in the mood, and we donβt care what you want to βtellβ.β Vikram gruffed, and they returned to their rooms.
βAdarsh, the day after tomorrow is all about your marriage.β Yashwanth bellowed while declaring.
The bombshell was dropped as if it wouldnβt hurt anyone. The main pillar of the brothersβ life collapsed, and the cause is unknown to anyone.
βWhat?β Aarav, who was with Vijay, shouted from the entrance of the living room while entering.
Adarsh quickly turned from his way to the room and glared at his father.
Chandrika enjoys the scene from behind with a successful and satisfied smirk at both corners of her lips.
βWhat rubbish are you talking about?β Vikram yelled at his father, his voice a dangerous aura and his eyes like needles pinning Yashwanth to the wall behind him.
βIf marriage is replaced by the rubbish in your tone, then you heard it right,β Yashwanth said with the same high voice while gulping down his saliva, but not revealing the sacredness on his face.
Adarsh ignored the statement of his marriage because he didnβt care who he would marry, as he would be divorcing her within months after the agreement was done.
Now, his father is pulling his brothers into this drama.
Adarsh has been very protective of his brothers from childhood, when the tragedy of his mother occurred.
Adarsh grabbed the collar of his father and asked, βWHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THE MARRIAGE OF ALL OF US? ISNβT THE AGREEMENT BETWEEN YOU AND ME, WHY ARE YOU DRAGGING THEM βNOWβ?β
βAdarsh, he is your father! How can you ββ Chandrika tried to remember the stupidest thing to Adarsh, but was trailed off by Adarsh's fierce tone.
βBe aware of yourself.β Adarsh retorted coldly, without looking at Chandrika.
Chandrika started to cry, her crocodile tears falling rapidly. While crying, she said, βPati, you have now seen how they treat me.β
Chandrika said while swiping her tears with the end of her saree pleats, while sobbing.
Yashwanth harshly pulled from Adarsh's grip and roared at him, βIS THIS HOW YOU TREAT YOUR MOTHER? IS THAT HOW I HAVE RAISED YOU?β
Yashwanth was about to slap him, but was held by Adarsh's fierce hand.
Vikram, Vijay, and Aarav rushed to their brother's side.
βShe is just your wife, not OUR MOTHER.β Vijay retorted to his father.
βYou never raised us, you dumbass.β Vikram completed the fierce statement of Vijay.
The brotherβs mother, Nila Yashwanth Rathore, died when Adarsh was just 6. After that, Mr Rudhrash, Adarshβs grandfather, took care of the brothers till they were independent.
Yashwanth married another woman, Chandrika Yashwanth Rathore, when Adarsh was 7. Chandrika always tried to make the brotherβs life suffer like a living hell, and played the most innocent in front of the whole family.
βITβS LAST WARNING TO YOU, MR. YASHWANTH RATHORE, IF YOU PULL THEM IN OUR GAME AGAIN, I HOPE YOU KNOW WHERE YOU WILL BE FOUND.β Adarsh slowly leaned towards Yashwanth and whispered in his fatherβs ears while adjusting his silver cufflinks, his voice sending horsepower shivers down Yashwanthβs spine, but Yashwanth didnβt show the fear on his face.
However, Adarsh saw the fearful eyes and lump in his fatherβs throat, which helped Adarsh to gain a wide smirk on one end of his lips.
Adarsh turned around and started to walk towards his room.
He stopped near the stairs and answered all of his brotherβs question mark faces, βI agree to this marriage alliance, but the condition is you withdraw all my brotherβs alliances.β His answer was redirected to Yashwanth and Chandrika.
Adarsh opened his room door and slammed it. The sound reverberated in the house like a crash of cymbals.
Vikram, Vijay, and Aarav eyed each other with never-ending questions and puzzle marks like they were communicating through their eyes.
Chandrika donned an elaborate facade of success, displaying an aura of revenge laden with venom and maliciousness.
βFirst step towards his dismay is successful.β She mumbled to herself.
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