7.

Yuvraaj~

Rana Sa is a stupid king!

Yuvraaj chuckled, laying down on his bed with his hands behind his head as he stared unseeingly towards the ceiling. The thoughts of a certain brunette, with a huge mouth filling his mind. Cute.

After all there years, for the first time he found something being interesting enough that he wanted to spare his time, his thoughts on it. Siya Pankaj Sharma.

A confusing pull tightened around his heart the more he continued thinking about her, as if the hold she had on his thoughts only increased the more he tried to quench his thirst from her memories. It was as if, she was the water yet again she was the increasing thirst, never ending.

His eyes closing and her face flashed his eyes, looking at him with a horror that only made him more amused the more he thought about her.

Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan was never a free man, yet after a long exhausting party, somehow when he finally got some time to rest, he closed his eyes reminiscing the fleeting moment of a few mere minutes that he shared with Siya Pankaj Sharma.

*Flashback*

Siya stared ahead in horror, when she heard her brother addressing Yuvraaj as hukum.

'What in the hell did he mean by that?'

A smirk lifted on Yuvraaj's face when he saw her almost comical expression, as she gaped ahead looking at him horrified.

Before Siya had a chance to react though, Yuvraaj looked at Indar and spoke up, "Indar, the files of the abroad meet up is in the office with Dhiraj, collect them and study them up. You'll be the one presenting us infront for the Davidsons."

Indar looked at Yuvraaj, surprised. Wasn't that deal given to the Raichand?

He instantly nodded as a huge smile took over his lips. The meeting that Yuvraaj handed over to him, was one of the biggest projects ongoing. He had spent 3 years getting the perfect plan to crack, but when he finally did, Tushar Raichand, his senior took all the credit presenting the plan to Rajveer Singh Chauhan. For the project to land back in his hands, Indar felt as if on cloud Nine and didn't want to delay even for a bit in fear his hukum might change his mind. "Ji, Rana Sa. Siya, wait for me in the car, I'll be back soon."

Instructing his sister, Indar hurried inside the palace to collect the documents with a huge smile on his face. Were his efforts so visible that even Rana Sa took notice of it?

Little did the happy Indar know, the deal was handed to him not because he was noticed but because his sister was. The thought of Siya leaving so soon, it almost made Yuvraaj to hold out his hands and directly command her to stay over. He barely had controlled the urge, when he saw the colour draining from her face in fear as she stared at him a few moments earlier. So he decided to go with something that would also delay her leave, as well as him a few moments to spare with her.

It surprised even Yuvraaj how easily he handed over such an important deal to Indar Sharma, just so he could have a few words with Siya. Did the woman work some magic on him, or something?

"I-i, I..." Siya stuttered, suddenly feeling nervous when Yuvraaj's gaze slid back towards her face. Yuvraaj took a step forward making her step back,as she spoke up, "I..., R-rana Sa..," Yuvraaj chuckled shaking his head, "It's fine, Siya."

Siya shook her head panicked, "W-woh, I didn't mean you, " She then again took her steps back, stumbling, "I, woh toh ah--"

Yuvraaj was quick to steady her, as his hands her up by her shoulders, he looked at her amused. Where did the tigress from a moment before go?

Whilst Siya cursed him in her head, Bewakuf, Begairat, Badzaat! Stupid jerk! Kisne kaha tha to listen to me?

Tujhe kis gadhe ne muh kholne bola tha, idiot?!

Siya cursed every curse she heard Zoya take when ever she would speak of the boys who used to follow her around. How was it her fault, she didn't know who this Rana Sa was? Its his fault for not Being famous!

And if anything couldn't go more wrong, she just decided today itself to be the clumsiest Walker on the earth falling straight in his arms, making her even more embarassed. The light wind that blowed her hair across her face, Yuvraaj almost swatted the hair away from her face but clenched his hand to stop himself. She isn't your fucking girlfriend, she will feel uncomfortable Yuvraaj.

Yuvraaj spoke up, staring straight in her eyes. "Walk careful will you, Siya?" Siya blinked, pulling away from him in an instant as she put distance between both of them. Yuvraaj's hands fell to his side, he spoke up sensing her anger, "Siy-"

He stopped when Siya lifted a hand, glaring at him. Despite the fear in her eyes, she bravely glared at him gritting her teeth, "Stop."

Yuvraaj kept quiet staring at Siya as she spoke up angrily, "You lied!" Yuvraaj shook his head, "I didn't, Siya. I just never accepted to be--"

"Rana Sa, surely a great king you are. Disguise as a worker for entertainment--" Yuvraaj cut her off sharply, his expression still calm at Siya's sarcastic remark, "You were speaking about me, I had a right to know."

Siya, smiling sarcastically as she glared at him, "So you decided to--"

"What wrong did I do?" Yuvraaj raised an eyebrow, staring at Siya. Siya sneered, "You listened to something you shouldn't have!"

"Something about me, I shouldn't know of it?" Siya irritated stomped her feet. "You lied."

"Did I say that I am not the King?"

"No, but---"

"But you did say such rude words about me?" Siya gulped frowning irritated whilst Yuvraaj smiled looking at the annoyed woman. He spoke up, "I just removed people who I didn't want to work for me, Little dove. Is that wrong?"

"Even after having them, if my family has to work what is the use of those event managers?" He further questioned. When Siya fell silent he smiled, as he questioned further calmly.

"Did you realise that I might have had my reasons to remove so many of them at once? Even before an important event, before you labelled me as stupid, Siya?" Siya guiltily looked away, and Yuvraaj shook his head. "Siya, I am not scolding you."

He spoke up, raising her chin with his hand that made her look directly in his eyes. His voice soft but his eyes held seriousness that made her unable to look away. "Said it infront of me, I would never mind Siya."

"But none in the palace, or in the whole of Rajasthan would ever approve of those words. They like their King too much, it would only land you in trouble, Little dove." Siya's cheeks heated up at the proximity, when she finally came back to her senses she swatted his hand away. A humiliation so deep for her own self ran through her that she took a few steps back glaring at him. She gritted out, "King or not, you don't touch me without my permission, Mr. Yuvraaj."

The anger that Yuvraaj felt at her swatting his hand away, that he took for disrespect dissipated as soon as he heard her words. Taking a deep breath, Siya spoke up again, "For what I did, for speaking of you so rudely, I will apologize but under no circumstances will I stand a man getting that close to me without my permission."

She pointed her index finger in his direction, "So kindly, keep your hands, feet and everything to yourself. My father has a respect in the society, and I wouldn't tolerate any actions that will lead him to getting his head lowered."

Yuvraaj just stared at her, a deep respect taking root in his heart hearing her words. "Anything that compramises mine or my family's respect, is something I won't do, so if with those words you might have had any idea of humiliating me or my family. Any ideas that might lead to them being disrespected, I request you to discard them. I apologise for my mistake, so whatever your actions do must be directed towards me and Not my family. Please don't take any actions that might lead to them being harmed."

Spoken like a true queen.

Yuvraaj's thoughts made even him surprised, as he continued staring at her calmly. Fierce yet polite, she not only used her words to protect her family, she also maintained a self respect that reminded him of his own grandmother. His mother had always been very easy going, the only ever fierce woman that he saw was his grandmother. Her words always holding the power that not even men dared deny her. She had been a queen in every sense, and in a world where he could have any girl on her knees, to see one who made him want to kneel, her words almost instantly caught his attention. Her fierce expression, her bravado, her self-respect, innocence, esteem, purity, her pride.

It caught his eyes.

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-Present-

Yuvraaj stared at the ceiling, his mind etching her face infront of his eyes. An adorable white dove.

Dressed in a white dress, her elegance, almost like an angel. A bird that believes in her freedom, in her respect.

Do you know that perfect, perfect soft beautiful rose that you can't help but pluck? The rose that you want to protect from the world, but dry it up and keep it with yourself, just for your own selfishness?

That perfect mehendi that you want to wash, or destroy by clenching your fist even though it's so beautiful that you want to keep staring at it?

Or that baby, who is so cute you want to whisk away to save it from the world, but still want to squish it's cheeks so hard to feel it's softness?

Her softness called him in, almost as he wanted to take it all for himself. And no, he didn't want her with any lust, his arms tightened as he desired to embrace her tight enough to never let go. A spit fire, a firefly that made him want to catch it in a jar and keep it with himself. A white dove.

She was that difficult kid that was so troublesome that he knew he would grow old balancing her, but a kid that he knew couldn't really harm him. Simply an adorable kid.

He shook his head with a small quirk of his lips as he reminisced her complaining, when his eyes fell on the photograph on the wall opposite his bed. A solemn gaze returned in his eyes, a family photo and there she was. Smiling with His Rani Maa Sa.

"Y-yuvraaj Sa---NOOO!"

"H-hukum sa, D-don't, please!"

"Rana Sa, she is crying please let me go!"

His hands clenched, his eyes growing cold.

"Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, What did you do?! Shame on you!"

"Dhiraj!" Yuvraaj's sharp voice rang through his room, his Assistant that was just outside the door instructing the gaurds was quick to rush in. His eyes flashing, he spoke up, "Siya Pankaj Sharma. I want all her details on my table by tomorrow."

I did this mistake once. I won't do it again.

Was he infatuated, interested, liked or loved her, he wouldn't waste his time. Whatever it was, it was to be addressed soon.

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