Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (best electronic book reader .txt) 📖

     I hit her with a pillow. I was actually feeling like crying. My feelings were getting out of my control. I was scared of doing something stupid. 

     "We used to be stuck-up rich kids." she giggled, reminding me of our childhood days

     "You still remember the bully. Simmy was also one of them." I felt irritated recalling all the bullies from my high school days. That was not my concern. That was past. But we laughed sometimes over them. 

     My mind couldn't stay on bullies. It drifted toward him. All I could think about was him. I couldn't handle whatever he wanted to dish out for me. I growled in frustration. 

     She gave me a look and got on her feet, "Get out of the bed. There are a lot of things to do and to behold in his beautiful house." She said, encouraging me. 

      "I couldn't deal with anything right now," I said as she pushed me to the door, yanking out of the bed. 

     "Of course, you can," she said stubbornly. She turned to face me and began to pull me out of the room. 

     The house was quiet as we left the room behind us. I had to admit that the peace was kind of nice. His mother attended parties, charities of high society. I shouldn't forget their social status. She invited me to join them. I always make excuses. 

      I needed to pull myself together before my feelings hurt me. It would fully break me. 

     "Thinking about him?" She asked playfully as she nudged my shoulder. 

     In my absence of attention where I was going. I stumbled. Aerial grabbed me immediately before I could hit my face on the ground. I should stay in the room. 

      I have a thing for him. I needed to get a grip and control my hormones. 

      "Geez! Your sad weepy face!" She grumbled. 

      I hit her on her shoulder, "You'll fall in love one day. Then, you'll feel. How does it feel when you know nothing about his feelings for you." I snapped. My lips pressed tightly into a straight line. 

     That made her chuckle and she spun to me, "I'm missing dad. He must be back from his meeting with his assistant. What do you say?" She wiggled her brows. 

     I smiled and nodded, "Give me a second," I asked. Uncle couldn't attend my wedding as he was out for his vacation and the wedding was announced suddenly by our fathers. 

     "Ten minutes. You have ten minutes and get back soon." She said, 

      I nodded and hurried back to my room. I couldn't show my broken and sad emotions. Uncle was a writer, he would easily see through my eyes. 

      I washed my face and reapplied my makeup. I smiled at my reflection. I collected my bag and phone and hurried out of the room. His worried face flashed at the back of my mind. 

     I quickly typed him a message, hoping he would not object to it. I wasn't seeing any problem. 

     She smiled at me in approval as I reached the hall. I let out a long sight. There was no need for them to know my feelings were torturing me when I did not know what to do. We paced out of the hall. 

     "Guess what?" She said, opening the driver's side door for herself. 

     "Yes?" I asked, walking around the car and I opened the door and slid into the passenger seat. 

      "I've called dad, telling him about our visit." She smiled. 

      "Shouldn't it be a surprise?" I asked, 

      "I don't wanna disturb him." She said. 

      I nodded in understanding. Uncle didn't like to be disturbed but that rule wasn't for us. I glanced at her and she looked nervous to me. 

      "What is it?" I asked, 

     "He wants us to introduce someone." She said.

     I fully turned to face her, "What do you mean? You mean arranged marriage?" My heart began to thud at the thought of the timing that I endured this bomb. 

     Sher shrugged her shoulders, holding the steering wheel with her both hands, "I don't know. But I'm nervous as hell." She bit her lower lip. 

     I glanced out of the windshield, "I can understand. We'll find a way if you don't wanna do this. Edward would be on our side. I told her," I told her.  

     "I don't think so," She sighed, "He kept family and business separate." 

     I patted the back of her hand, "You’ve got to be shitting me. I'll see what I can do." I liked him but the previous feelings and hurt hadn't faded from my mind. I wasn't under my parents' wings anymore. They couldn't stop me. But my husband could. He liked to hold power over everything. 

     She started the car. I could feel her nervousness from the passenger seat. We stayed silent for a long moment, "It could be anything," I told her as uncle hadn't given any hint. 

      "Fingers crossed," She nodded, staring out the windshield. She was looking scared, too. 

      "Do you like someone?" Sh**! I didn't think about it. My eyes trained on her. 

      She shook her head immediately, "But I like your brother-in-law," She chuckled, suddenly breaking the tension in the air. 

      I couldn't hold back but laugh, "He's a flirt. Don't even think about it." I told her. 

      "What if he's also interested in me?" She wiggled her brows, smiling. She gave me a quick look before turning to the road. 

      "Yea, whatever you decide, girl. I'm always at your side," I told her. It was true. 

      Her shoulders sagged as she let out a long sigh, "I know this," 

      I concentrated on the soft music, wandering my gaze around. I could feel the tension in the air again. I closed my eyes. I didn't wanna think. What was my situation when they pushed me to this wedding? They should give us time and at least one hangout before deciding. We were complete strangers. But not anymore. 

     "What deep thoughts have you had over there?" Aerial asked when she shook my shoulder, bringing me into reality.