देखो रूठा ना करो,
बात नजरों की सुनो।
हम ना बोलेंगे कभी
तुम सताया ना करो ।।

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The Aryan Estate was decorated like a new bride. The golden and silver lights were illuminating under the dark shed of night.

It was like a big gala function as the red carpet laid outside the grandeur house with media houses of Khashiq occupying one side while the guests posed in their extravaganza dresses and suits standing on the other side.

The inside of the house was looking no less than any royal palace, embellished with flowers, candles, lamps and everything which brought out the regalness of the house. Red dominated the once golden glow of the house, adding elegance and beauty to the already beautiful house of the Kingdom.

Everyone's eyes were roaming again and again to the center of the room where they welcomed a grand golden staircase, descending through which the host of the evening would arrive.

The Aryans.

They were rare to anyone's sight. No one stood as richer and powerful as them in this entire Kingdom.. Lucky were those who got the invitation and the privilege to enter this very house; they didn't stand a chance to compete with such a royal and powerful family; however, most of them knew there was still an heir left and they didn't want to lose the chance.

Standing in the 19th year of his life, Nevan was the last and only heir left to make bounds and every rich family was eager to set the daughter or sister of their family with him. Otherwise there will be another wait of at least 20 years as the youngest prince and the lawful next king of Khashiq was only a few months old.

"Have you heard that the new daughter in law is the blood of a low grade drunkard from Goa ?"

A murmur arose from one corner of the hall.

"I mean there were words during the wedding ceremony but I excused it as some rumors."

More murmurs followed hand by hand from around the hall.

"They surely aren't rumors."

"How can you be so sure ?"

"Just look that way,"

The whispers and murmurs went on between people and at the end almost everyone's attention was captured by the old man entering the grand hall of the estate.

Maxon Gonsalves. Clover's father and Izan's father in law stood in the entrance of the hall with his signature dirty smirk.

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"No wonder Izan almost fought his elder brother for you. You are one in millions Clover . So beautiful, so piased, a perfect princess of our family," Reyna said, admiring Clover's reflection in the mirror.

Clover pulled her gaze down out of shyness, a small smile curling on her pink lips. No one has ever praised her beauty so honestly.

"Thank you," she replied in a small and shy whisper.

Reyna chuckled at her shyness and spoke,"You wait for me here Clover. After getting ready I will come to take you to the main hall. Okay ? ," she said to which Clover nodded. Giving her a small smile Reyna walked out of the room to get ready.

As soon as she was out Clover sensed another movement in the door, she raised her gaze to look at the intruder only to find her father standing there.

When her eyes met her father's eyes Clover instantly stood up from her place. Her mouth dried, not even able to form a small word as she stood there aghast and in terror.

"Father..." she whispered, almost shaking.

Maxon smiled wickedly looking at his young daughter from up to down," They really changed the maid Cinderella to a Princess Cinderella. I have to give them an applause for that," the mockery sounded too wicked from his mouth matching his demeanour just perfectly.

Clover looked down at the mention of her real place. Maid Cinderella a perfect definition of her.

He strolled closer to her his short height intimidating her though she stood taller than him. Years of torment does that to a person especially when the person is Clover, a closed off, timid little girl.

"I hope my darling has not opened her dirty little mouth to her dear new husband," he spoke, viciously, a hint of smile mixed with warning.

You open your mouth and you die. Darling, don't forget that.

Clover flinched when he indirectly slapped the reality on her face and slowly shook her head in no. Even if she wants she can not. Her husband will not hear her. In fact he will be the first to choke her throat, stopping her from forming a single word.

"Nice, otherwise you are well aware of the consequences," the short man shrugged nonchalantly looking at the royal room his dirty daughter had occupied.

"Anyways, what did they give you ? Show me," he said out of nowhere and Clover looked at him confused.

Maxon rolled his eyes in frustration making his ugly face uglier,"Show me the jewels they gave you you fool. You can not bluff me by saying they haven't awarded their new daughter in law with anything..they are fucking Aryans for fuck sake," he grumbled.

Like a mother, like a daughter. Both of them, competing for top fools of the century. He chuckled to himself.

Clover nodded her head and opened the drawer in which Reyna had securely kept all her new jewelry.

Taking them out she opened the boxes and showed them to her father.

Maxon's eyes brightened with greed when his eyes fell on the shining gold and diamonds in front of him.. he grabbed a fist full of her jewelry and pushed them inside his pant's pocket.

Tears gathered into Clover's eyes seeing her father's lust for his own daughter's valuables.

"Oh you stupid girl, are you really crying for these jewelry!? You are going to get many, many jewels like that. Property, money and what not and you know to whom are you going to give all of it ? Of course to your father. Now wipe your tears and act happy like sunshine and flowers. Though your Prince of a husband bought you from me but the third heir gets extremely angry seeing you with tears in your eyes. So wipe them off just right now," he yelled at her.

Clover's eyes snapped to her father, "B-bou-ght ?" The words trembled as she asked with her eyes wide open in shock.

Maxon burst out laughing at her shocked face,"Oh dear daughter you really didn't know it ? Your dear Prince Husband has bought you from me in total 10 crore. Your father is no more a beggar on the road side of Goa. He is rich and reputed but you know what he thinks 10 crore is too less for a bitch like you and he ain't going to stop striving for money from you or your husband."

"Father how can you-"

Clover was about to ask but stopped when she saw Izan getting inside the room. She wiped her tears hurriedly and stood there like nothing happened.

"What is going on here ?" Maxon straightened up his back moistening his eyes with fake tears as he slowly turned around and looked at his son in law with a fake smile.

"Nothing at all my son. My Clover was just showing me the gifts she got from her in-laws and husband. I would be honest with you son but I have never seen my Clover this happy. You really are taking good care of her."

Izan emotionlessly nodded at him and walked to his wife.

His emotionless face suddenly crept with a handsome smile at her one sight. She was an angel for sure but right she was looking like his queen. No matter he tries to think or do he cannot neglect the love he has for her in his heart. At the moment he just wanted to take her into his arms and tell her hundreds of times how beautiful she is but he controlled himself.

He can not repeat yesterday's mistake. Yesterday he kissed her like there is no tomorrow in front of his brothers. Now he cannot repeat the same thing in front of his father in law.

"You are beautiful, my Clovy," he satiated himself with it and pressed a light kiss on her forehead.

"Let's go downstairs. Everyone is waiting for us. I can't wait to show the world who my wife is," he said, holding her shoulders in a soft hold.

"But Reyna bhabhi said she will come to take me downstairs," Clover spoke, each of her words coming out so slowly and softly, making Izan smile at her with adoration brightening his eyes. She talked to him, that too such a long sentence. It's an achievement for both of them.

"Don't worry she will not mind it, in fact she will be more happy if you go downstairs with me. So shall we go ?" He said, opening his hand for her to hold.

Clover glanced at her father who was smiling emotionally looking at the two of them and then looked at Izan whose smile somehow looked genuine, genuine than her father's.

She placed her hand in his, making his smile widen even more.

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Sometimes being a Mafia King looks easier than making a perfect tie.

Nirvana the emotionless, rude king thought to himself as he fumbled with the tie. It was a simple thing with his wife's help but at the moment she was nowhere in sight. The royal King will not accept but his eyes were searching for Reyna.

His hands stopped and ears perked up when he heard the sounds of light footsteps. It belonged to Reyna. He has come to know her existence even by her small things, like the way she walks, the way she twirls her tendrils when she is in deep thinking or the way twists her lips at him when she thinks he is not looking at her.

He looked as she entered the room with her son in her arms.

His brows twitched ever so slightly when he saw what the little bastard was wearing.

"Why is he wearing the same clothes as me ?" He asked before he could controlled himself.

Reyna, who was too lost in admiring her son's cuteness, finally looked at Nirvana when he spoke. Her eyes widened in complete shock and pointing her index finger at him she screeched,"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU COPYING MY SON !!!"

She was offended. Really Really offended that a man like Nirvana was twinning with her son Ahren.

Nirvana gave a blank look to Reyna which actually meant are you fucking with me ?

He shook his head later realising she actually does fucks with him. He looked at his biological son one more time, he was adorning the same almost identical black and white three piece suit that he was wearing.

And for the records the little bastard was looking better than him.

This son of a swine- he stopped his inner self from cussing more at himself.

Reyna kept staring at him with accusing eyes and he blankly looked at her as if demanding answers to his unasked questions.

Why the hell is your son copying me, Reyna?

The brooding silence and the look on their faces was enough for little Ahren's entertainment as he burst out laughing. He looked like a gentleman yet a black and white teddy bear laughing his tummy out while throwing his head back and holding onto her mumma.

To him her parents were looking like his favourite story book characters Neona and Favil. Round big eyes and red faces with air coming out of their ears. So funny.

"Oh so my son finding this funny, hn !?" Reyna understood what her baby must be thinking as she said and pampered two smacking kisses on his fluffy cheeks.

Ahren gave a cheeky smile to his mother before looking at his father and mumbling,"Baaba."

The tension with a pinch of innocence and fun was dissolved into thin air at the baby's one word.

Nirvana pulled his gaze away from the mother son duo while Reyna felt the same old pain in her heart. Even after everything her son still yearns for his father's love.

Taking a long breath she shook her head and placed the little Ahren on the bed who busied himself in sucking his little fist and cycling with his tiny two feet.

Without uttering a single word she neared Nirvana and removed his hands from the tie he was fumbling with and started making his tie.

They both stood silent as she did his tie. Only the tiny voices of a little human being filled the room.

Nirvana stared at her, she looked beautiful without even a single pinch of makeup. A part of him knew that he was fortunate to spend his nights worshipping the rare and beautiful goddess she was; however, he will never confess it to anyone, at least not in this lifetime.

"When will you get ready ? The guests are downstairs. You are not a good hostess to make them wait this much or are you thinking about coming downstairs like this...looking like my maid more than my wife ?" He spoke, throwing acid on her confidence by uttering the last few words.

Reyna's hands froze when he compared her with his maid.

His one word was like a stung of poison to her heart but she is not going to satisfy him by showing him her hurt.

Instead of that she slowly raised her eyelashes and looked at him in the eyes as her lips curved into a flirting smile and she whispered.

"I promise you will be taking your words back when I get ready and come downstairs. You would want nothing but to hide me from every man's gaze."

With that she was done with his tie as lightly brushed off the invisible dust from his chest and turned back on her toes to take her child.

"I am going to get ready till then hold my child. We don't want the world to know that you are the worst father of this generation. Do we ?" Reyna whispered close to his face as she dropped Ahren in his arms.

Nirvana did not have a word to say when he held the child in his arms, he wanted to say so much to Reyna but it was just the third time he was holding his biological son and the goosebumps that came with it was enough for him to freeze and become speechless.

Reyna moved back and smiled lightly looking at Nirvana.

It was a smile of pain and pity.

"I hope you stop fighting with yourself Nirvana" she whispered to herself before turning around to get ready for the evening.

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Let's hope for another update today. Okay ?