Tainted Love by Maniah (i love reading TXT) 📖

Indrani smiled and stepped forward. Mrs Lucy stood with Granth. "These are my son's people. They listen to him and no one else. I was silent all these years but not anymore. Now,  My son will show you your place. I have cried and suffered enough but now it's time for you to cry. Start counting days, your time is about to end."

"You bitch…" he gritted. "You think I don't know what he is trying to do. I have eyes everywhere, and now I will finish that bastard forever."

Indrani's eyes flashed. She raised her chin and stared into his eyes. "Listen to me Veer, He is my son. Yash Sehgal's blood flows in his veins and unlike Yash, Mrityunjay doesn't forgive people just because they are blood relatives. I made sure that emotions don't influence him. Now you may leave because I don't want to waste my time on an insect-like you."

He raised his hand but a strong authoritative voice stopped him. "It's enough Veer. Leave from here." Gayatri Sehgal ordered her son.

Indrani stared into his eyes while he shook his head. "Did you hear her, Mother? She is warning me, your son." 

Gayatri Sehgal raised her hand. "Leave, I want to spend time with my Great-grandson." 

Veer met Indrani's gaze, nodded at her in a warning, stepped back and left.

"Don't forget your place in This house, Indrani. And don't show us the fear of your son, don't forget I am his grandmother. He is my grandson first and then your son." 

Indrani looked down in submission. " he tried to hurt Granth. I couldn't see that."

Gayatri glanced at Granth who was watching everything with a frown. She remembered her deceased son. "No one in this world can hurt a single hair of his head. He is the heir of SGC. Gayatri Sehgal's great-grandson." She told her.

"Introduce us." She ordered Indrani.

Indrani called Granth, Mrs Lucy stepped back and guards moved away from them. "Granth remember I told you about your daddy's grandmother."

Granth scowled. "Yes, dadi."

"Meet your great grandmother, say hello to her."

Granth looked at her and smiled. "Hello, grandmother."

Gayatri could only see her son in Granth. She remembered the last time she saw him. They fought over his company and then after three hours, the news of his helicopter crash came. The images of that day were still imprinted in her mind. 

"Good morning. Tell me something about yourself, Granth." 

And then Granth started chatting with Gayatri Sehgal. The strong aristocratic woman whom everyone feared let herself loose around her great-grandson.  The woman who never let anyone talk in front of her was listening to Granth's chatter with keen interest. She took him to the room which once belonged to her son and gifted it to Granth.

"This is your room in this house."

Granth looked at everything with awe. The room was beautifully furnished With cartoon characters digitally printed on the calls. The theme of the room was blue and white. Granth went inside and touched toys. "Are these all for me, grandmother?" 

Indrani nodded. "Everything…" she replied.

Gayatri looked at Granth's giggling figure. "Leave me alone with my Yash." 

Indrani was stunned hearing Yash's name from her mouth. Gayatri Sehgal never let anyone see her emotions but today Granth had made Indrani see her emotions. "I am sorry, mother. But my son didn't allow me to leave Granth alone. He told me to be with him for every single minute."

Gayatri Sehgal turned her eyes to Indrani. Anger visible in her eyes, "I said leave me alone with my great-grandson."

Mrs Lucy stood there as well. "I apologize madam but there was a very strict order from Sir not to leave Granth alone." 

For the first time in her life, Gayatri Sehgal couldn't make people follow her order. She nodded but pledged to show Mrityunjay his place. He needed to understand that Gayatri Sehgal was the owner of their lives and not the other way around. 

Gayatri entered the room with Indrani and Mrs Lucy following her. Guards were standing outside the room to protect Granth Sehgal.

On the other hand Veer, Sehgal threw the glass against the wall. "That bitch stood up to me. Veer Sehgal…"

"Dad…" Sahil tried to speak but one glare from his father and he shut his mouth. 

"It's all because of you. If only you had married and given an heir to Mother instead of Mrityunjay, all this would not have happened." Tara Sehgal said. 

"Hh! He is useless, only knows whoring around," Veer walked to his son and glared into his eyes. "Stop your bachelor's life."

" Tara, find a girl from a respected family and you," and then he turned to Sahil. "You will marry her and give this house an heir.  Do you understand me?" 

Sahil nodded. He couldn't go against his father's words. 

"And as far as that bastard Mrityunjay is concerned. I will teach him the lesson he will never forget," Veer pledged.

Meanwhile, Mrityunjay opened his eyes. He looked around and found himself sleeping on the floor. He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes to clear his vision. His head was bursting in pain.

Again he needed to nurse this killing hangover. He rubbed his palm against his jaw and he felt a bandage on his hand. 

He frowned when he saw a bandage on his hand. And as if someone had poured ice all over him. His body went stiff when he remembered last night. He smacked his hand on his head. 

"Fuck! What have I done? How could I do that?" He mumbled. 

He gulped and squeezed his eyes. When he remembered how he tried to get intimate with Vani. He recalled her condition of not being in any kind of relationship with him when he proposed the marriage. 

"I need to apologize to her." 

Mrityunjay went to his room to shower and dress up. When he was coming out his phone buzzed. He looked at the caller ID. He couldn't talk to anyone let alone her. Not before he apologised to Vani.