The Prince's Indentured Bride

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And this is why I am always wary about not entering into commitments I cannot fulfil. You are playing with my heart, emotions and life. That’s what his heart and eyes were screaming all the time and I knew it was all messed up.

He thinks I haven’t thought about this clearly and made a haste decision on the guts of anger, although he doesn’t even know who I was angry with. Is this what my brother’s great offer was? He had asked me, and his eyes and tone accused me of–to take my love away, again?

I didn’t have any words of comfort to provide him, and the selfish part of me wanted him to trust me and my judgement. Maybe I haven’t thought about it carefully but I was sure this time away from here will shake things up, and I want the Spider out in the open.

He wouldn’t understand this side of me. Nobody would. Everyone will simply judge me, and make theories about my chances, and after a particular threshold all of it will affect me and start clouding my judgements again.

That is what had happened during the rejection phase of mine with Gabriel. I let everyone suggest me something, and I took every part of it seriously to my heart and started assuming things, and what not, only to end up spoiling my relations with the Mendel family.

Kriag will tell me I am obsessed with revenge. He doesn’t have the side of empathy towards revenge in him, probably because he is more of a sorted person, so am I. But having your best person dead in front of eyes, and not knowing who and why was it done is definitely not something a living human can simply slide to the side.

Me: I will be leaving in a day. My office helipad. I can wait only till then. Please contact me as soon as possible.

When he didn’t see the message for five straight minutes I read it eight times, and in the ninth I realised it looked more like a business message rather than a text to a lover. I should’ve been a little softer, and maybe added one or two emojis of red heart.

Me: Baby, I have really thought about the situation from your perspective too. I know you would hate to see your girlfriend as someone’s wife, be whatever the reason is, but this is very important for me. I need people I love to be safe, so I must go to somewhere where I do not love anyone…

I reread it again, and suddenly realised that giving too much information will only make me look like a loser trying to come up with excuses. So I erased all of it.

Then again, he was making me suffer too much. The wait time he is taking for the space he needs is making me crumble from inside, doubt about things I might’ve never thought ever, and consider my decisions to be extremely biased about life.

I don’t know what has gotten into me but I am dreading to say, This was entirely a business move for the better peace of all our live, on Jules’s face after getting married to Gabriel, and acquiring the power to stand above of him on the food chain.

Maybe all this has kept me off from realising about the heaviness and the fact that Gabriel was really a King of a country, and he called me his queen, which means there are some responsibilities and decorum I must always keep following to remain the best in my position.

It was a partnership proposal. That’s what Gabriel had mailed me about what the content of table was for the secret meeting I am so obsessed with, when I had sent an enquiry mail after coming to India. What did it mean?

Was Jules and Mom selling rights to Tiara Raikar and that mysterious person? If yes. Then Why?

An email popped into my phone screen, it was to my other phone, which I use to keep up with the private investigator and recently Well’s update on the insider he wants to find about.

The last time Rashmi was kidn*pped he told me that someone around Daddy dearest was a trusted person who had the authority to confiscate Daddy’s phone for at least three minutes to install the app, and attach the untraceable bug. I had a very few names to offer; Surya–his PA, Ravi–the driver who has gone missing since the missing of the car in the basement of Dear BBQ, that is the day father died, and sadly I had added Jules to the list today.

I’ve got to see him in a different light which I wasn’t liking very much. But I need to go till the end of this. Mrs Shikta has reported that in the past month they have got four tips of the missing car, all to be too fake, just for reward money which Jules has promised.

And my PI’s mail now tells me that Surya had no motive to sabotage my father because of the clean bank, family and personal records he held. And about the tyre slashing of my car, when Blyton gave me a copy of the CCTV, I didn’t want to trouble Abhishek with trivial things so I had asked my PI himself to look into it, and seems like a local gang member with an elephant tattoo was the main culprit.

Now I shall ask Abhishek to probe into the matter. Who knows he might find something he is desperately trying to uncover for months?