Hello Sunshine !!

This is the unedited version.

English is not my first language, and grammatical errors are bound to happen.

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Author's pov

On a chilly, lazy day in New York City, a young woman in her twenties was huddled under the covers, trying to catch some peaceful sleep. The same moment, her alarm decided to interrupt the scene with a loud, high-pitched noise, causing her to quickly reach out from under the covers to turn it off.

The girl is none other than, IKSHITA SINGHANIA the captivating princess of Singhania, residing incognito in New York all alone.

She glanced out from under the duvet, peeking her one eye out., grabbed her phone, and checked the time. Glancing at the phone displaying 8:30 AM, the final alarm she set, she lets out an annoying sigh and quickly offers her morning prayer before preparing for the day. Using one hand, she removed her clothes while using the other hand to brush her teeth. She quickly ate her simple breakfast of just orange juice and toast.

Next, she grabbed her purse as well as the bags filled with school supplies, plush toys, and snacks she purchased the day before, then headed to the church in her car.

During church service,

She welcomed the church leader with a big, radiant smile and inquired about the kids at the shelter homes. The children excitedly greeted their "Iki," a name they used to feel connected to her. They had fun spending time with her and she had fun playing with them.
Afterward, she distributed the gifts she had brought for them, creating maximum happiness among the children. The atmosphere was resonating with their cheerful laughter.

While she was playing and chatting, her best friend Aliya called to tell that she just recieved a call from Ikshita's Father and he has asked them to come back to india.

The thought of going to India always brought her joy, as she had a strong desire to visit the country, although her father and brother never allowed her to do so. The country she is a citizen of but has not visited in more than a decade.

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In Sydney, in a different part of the world, a dangerous encounter was taking place in a large, cold hall. A large oval table is encircled by different CEOs, the chairman, and a few mafia dealers, with the King sitting at the head with all his power and dominating aura. The frigid man was close to losing his patience during the empty encounter with individuals voicing pointless opinions. Finally, he reached his breaking point and rose with his commanding presence, declaring in a cold tone that could strike fear into anyone, "End the meeting and execute those who defy the king." He announced this and walked out of the hall, with his assistant and PA following behind.

The man was none other than the THE cunning, manipulative ,cold, ruthless, LORD OF HELL. KING OF MAFIA AND JAIPUR. AAKARSH SINGH MEHROTRA !!

Later in the evening, he received a call from his mother to attend the big fat Indian wedding of his father's best friend. He politely declines his mother's proposal, but later he becomes intrigued when he sees the other wedding guests, his lack of interest turns into a sinister smile on his handsome face—the time he had been waiting for had arrived. It was now his turn to carry out his dangerous schemes, the sole objective he had in mind when he assumed control dial of the empire from his father.

He instructs his assistant to prepare his private jet for departure to India promptly, signaling the start of his strategy.

After he was comfortable in his jet, he dials Vishal, his closest friend since childhood, who has always been there for him through thick and thin. The phone rings with Vishal's cheerful voice and loud DJ music in the background, saying

"hello fucker, Yaad aa gayi tujhe meri, ab kisko marna hai??"

[Hello buddy, you remembered me ? who I need to kill now?]

He responds in a nonchalant tone, "Mark the beginning of the destruction of the Singhania empire, the princess is coming to India, make the arrangements."

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MEHROTRA NIWAS

There was a hustle bustle in the hall of the mansion, all the butlers were rushing to complete their work. The entrance of the mansion, huge Doors wide opened to welcome the Owner , the king in the house.

A black shining Audi stopped at the entrance and a man in a cream colour t -shirt with cargo pants stepped out from the car .

Priyanka welcomes her son with the aarti and Shreya offers her brother a bouquet of flowers. Anil pats the shoulder of his son and the Rajmata of the house, dadi offers her blessing while he foot wishes everyone and hugs his sister.

Today the mansion was full of laughter, happiness as the whole family sat to have breakfast together after so long. Meanwhile the chacha, Sanjay and the chachi Anjali arrive in the dining hall.

Dadi asks Anjali about the presence of the chote-spoiled prince of the family, Rohan.

"Where is the laadla of yours Anjali, I have asked everyone to be at the breakfast today."

Anjali replies with an awkward smile , "Mummy ji, he has come back to the house in the early morning, perhaps he is sleeping."

From which, Dadi sharply remarks, "Why can't you teach some manners to your son, when we have asked for the whole family to gather for breakfast, why is he sleeping, also it's rare when the whole family sits together to dine."

Sanjay asks his wife "Moreover, was he not going to pick up his brother from the airport? How can he sleep now, go wake him up. how irresponsible he is !!"

"He must be tired from the party mummy ji, in the absence of your lovely grandson, he has taken care of the whole company, can't he have a single second for himself, why are you all behind him??" Anjali remarks.

Sanjay replies with a disgusted face," Yeah we have seen how he has taken care of the company, the way he has taken, it's for sure we will be bankrupt soon. How impulsively he makes decisions. Every time I or bhaiya need to be there at the office to prevent the situation from getting worse. Now as Aakarsh is back, we will have a second for ourselves" he mocks Anjali with the same tone used by her.

At this, Anjali feels insulted, she instantly gets up and walks to her room sulking.

Priyanka tries to coe her mother-in-law, and brother-in-law but nothing works for the situation, whereas Aakarsh enjoys the morning drama of the family. This is the reason he tries to live as far as possible from his family.

After that family starts discussing the wedding they need to attend in Delhi. Aakarsh was informed that the family will depart in the afternoon whereas he will depart in the night.

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Aakarsh POV

After the little drama, I took my leave from my family, and headed straight to my office. Roaring the engine of my Jaguar

I drive my car on the busy road of Mumbai. I am not a fan of any public function, but this particular function is not only a wedding of my father's best friend's son but also a chance for me to avenge my plan THE REVENGE of my.

Coming to the office, I completed all my meetings which took all of the day and it was already evening. I was checking one of the files at which my friend ought to arrive and eat my mind, yeah my only friend, which was with me in all my up and down time, without whom I cannot think about my life, but still I have to facade the rudeness or else he will dance on my head, treat to have a childhood best friend.

"to Mr. Mehrotra ko yaad aa gaya ki unki ek branch Mumbai mein bhi hai haan ?", the over-excited voice of Vishal interrupts my thoughts.

[So Mr Mehrotra you remembered that you had a bussiness in Mumbai as well?]

"You ... what are you doing here, have I not asked you to do work?"

"and what do you think , what brings me here ?" he replies

"hm , come straight to the point."

He handles me a file," This contains all her information, be careful, she is a hidden princess, we haven't able to find much about her, but whatever the investigating team got, is in it" pointing to the file he said

"Great, after this, I will handle it," I replied while reading the file I was reading at the time of his arrival.

"ohhh so my work is done then, on for the club today ??" he asks me

"Nope, I have got a flight to catch, heading to Delhi for the wedding" I replied without seeing him.

"Haan haan ab Mr Mehrotra itne busy ho gaye ki he can't even see his BESTEST FRIEND while talking ok ok "DOST DOST NA RAHA......." He signs and walks to leave my office

[Yes yes Mr Mehrotra is so busy nowaday that]

"Ooo Dramebaaz, have your singing concert afterward, be ready at 10 pm sharp, you will also be going with me !!"

He thinks for a while and then what I expected from him comes, "Will there be hot girls as well?? I mean is there any chance of night-stand , you know what i mean"

Arghh a true VISHAL NARANG behaviour, a pervert indeed he is !!

"you are going to a wedding there, tu kabhi nahi sudhar sakta na" I replied

"hmhm jaise ki tu vahan sirf wedding ke liye ja raha hai ..."he mocks at me

[Yup, as if you are only going there for the purpose of wedding?]

I strictly replied, "Be ready or else you will be going while hanging from the plane."

To which he just makes a disgusted face and leaves my cabin.

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On the other side of the country

IKSHITA'S POV

I was too excited for my trip to India and also the opportunity that I will meet my extended family. We were in the Singhania's private jet flying over the cloud. aliya was busy watching a netflix series so I thought to have a quick nap.

My sleep is disturbed by continuous patting on my shoulder and I hear Aliya's grumpy voice, "Uth ja ishuu , hum pahunch gaye..."

I lazily open my eyes and ask "have we landed ?" and she nods her head.

I walk to the restroom and wash my face to come out of my dreamland and shake the sleepiness out of my body.

Coming out, I find my phone and call my dad,

In some rings, my dad picks up the call, and a cheerful voice is heard which instantly pulls a smile on my face,

"Hello Princess, are you there?"

"Yes Dad, we landed just now."

"ok then......... then come out na are you planning to be in the plane only ??" my brother's loud voice cuts my father, an indeed a grumpy ass.

"Yeah,!!"I replied and ended the call ".....abhi to mein aayi nahi ho .. iske nakhre chalo ho gaye aage kya hi hoga ishii" I said in my mind warning myself for the upcoming tornado.

[I haven't step on my land before his tantrums have started.]

"chalein ??" I ask Aliya , to which she nods and we step out of our plane.

I had a contented feeling in my heart now I'm finally Back where I belong.

The moment I stepped out, my jaw dropped to the ground. There near the stairs of the plane stood my dad, the GREAT RISHI SINGHANIA and his grumpy head aka my brother , ISHAAN SINGHANIA, but this was not what took my breath out. It's the amount of Black-coat dressed men standing beside them and the black range-over present...

1 ,2,,3,4,5,6,7,,8,9,,12,.....Argh I think it's more than 20.

The so-much quantity of black people and cars gave a mafia vibe which can make the shit scare the core of anyone.

(AN~ Ishu doesn't know her family is in the mafia as well, she only thinks they are ROYALS.)

My father waves me to come to his side.. I happily descend the stairs and hug my father. I met him after almost a year and the last time I met my brother, I don't remember. I give my brightest smile to my brother who simply nods to me while Aliya hugs my father, thereafter I acknowledge a lady around the age of my father, I remember her, Suzanne Aunty, my step-mother, the times I have met her be counted in hands, also I ain't a huge fan of her.

I simply smile at her to which she gives me a toothy smile, no step-mom I know this is your evil smile. I know you very well, how can I forget the woman who made me leave my own country, still I don't know how you agreed for me to come here .. I'm damn sure you must have a wild fight with Dad on this topic. Arghhhh.

She with a honey-coated voice asked me about my journey, still with a happy face I replied, and with a small chit-chat we hopped onto our car.

I and Aliya together in a car and Dad, bhaiya & my step-mom onto other.

We soon arrived at the SINGHANIA PALACE, yeah a palace.

Aliya was spellbound by the things happening around us, the black cars following us, which were fully occupied with bodyguards. Not to forget to mention, my father is among the top businessmen in the World.

I had a grand welcome inside the palace, followed by the luxury-grandeur Dinner consisting of every cuisine, because my father didn't remember which cuisine I liked ironically. So he made the chefs cook every cuisine. Well, I only liked the dal-chawal made by my dadi and nani 's hand.

The dinner was basically a get-together of the Singhania family, as it had all my cousins and dearest chachas and chachis. I got to meet everyone after a huge period. We only had a few meetings before when they rarely had their visit in New York.

The family discussed the wedding of my father's best friend's daughter. The wedding for which I have been called here is the sole purpose of my visit.

After the dinner, my brother and father asked me to meet at the meeting hall of the mansion as they needed to discuss something important with me

This made Aliya encourage me to convince them to join the Company.

In the meeting hall,

I entered the hall, it was a pin-drop silence, and the environment had a thick air, which gave me anxiety.

"Dad, bhaiya, you called me ?" i asked

"Yeah, we need to discuss something with you."

Mustering all the courage left in my body, I said

"Yeah, I even wanted to discuss something, but first you continue."

"oh is it so? So you say first. We need to hear you first before ours "

"Dad, I have done fashion designing from the top university of the world .Also, I have done an MBA as per your wish.

Dad, I have tried excelling in everything that is required to be a good businesswoman. Dad, if only you wish, can I also join the company and be a part of our business? I'm sure my skills will be beneficial for our company's profit. Please Dad, I want to do something for you, for our company. I also want to be an independent woman and make my name. I want to... "

I said everything that I wanted to say for a while in a single breath which made my throat get dried up in the latter part, and I stopped my rant which made bhaiya say something that made my whole face colour vanish.

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