Chapter 1 The Heir and The Queen
Chapter 1
The Heir and The Queen
In the world of billion-dollar empires, power was measured in influence.
And no two names carried more influence than the Oberois and the Sehgals.
For over two decades, the two business giants had dominated industries, headlines, and boardrooms.
The Oberoi Group.
Samara Automotives.
One represented legacy.
The other represented revolution.
And behind them stood two people who couldn't have been more different.
"Devansh!"
The shout echoed through the Oberoi penthouse
A pillow flew across the room.
"Five more minutes!"
"It's two in the afternoon!"
"Exactly. Five more minutes."
Outside his bedroom, Abhishek Oberoi closed his eyes.
Patience.
He needed patience.
A lot of it.
Beside him, Akansha Oberoi laughed.
"You created this monster."
"I did not."
"You absolutely did."
Abhishek pointed at the closed door.
"That man is twenty-nine years old."
"And?"
"He still behaves like a college student."
Akansha shrugged.
"He is cute."
Abhishek looked offended.
"He's six feet two."
"And still cute."
The bedroom door suddenly opened.
Devansh Oberoi appeared wearing black sweatpants and absolutely no concern for the world.
Messy hair.
Lazy smile.
Perfect features.
And not a single responsible thought in his head.
"Good afternoon, family."
"It's not afternoon anymore," Abhishek replied.
"Details."
Devansh walked directly to the kitchen.
"What's for breakfast?"
Akansha nearly choked laughing.
Abhishek looked ready to disown him.
Devansh ignored both.
Life was simple.
His brother handled the business empire.
His sister-in-law handled the emotional side of life.
And Devansh handled absolutely nothing.
The arrangement worked perfectly.
At least for him.
Across Mumbai, another day had begun before sunrise.
Inside Sehgal Global Headquarters, employees rushed through hallways carrying files and presentations.
Because their CEO was already in the building.
Mayurakshi Sehgal sat at the head of a conference table.
Twenty-five years old.
Founder of Viana Beauty.
CEO of Samara Automotives.
One of the most powerful women in the world.
And currently reviewing three international expansion proposals before breakfast.
"Ma'am, the London team is waiting."
"Give me ten minutes."
"The New York investors called again."
"Schedule them for tomorrow."
"The German acquisition file—"
"Keep it on my desk."
The assistant nodded and hurried away.
Mayurakshi continued working.
Focused.
Calm.
Precise.
Success didn't happen by accident.
It happened because she worked harder than everyone else.
That evening, she returned home.
The moment she stepped inside, professionalism disappeared.
"Didi!"
Vikriti Sehgal threw herself into Mayurakshi's arms.
"You're late."
"I know."
"You missed dinner."
"I know."
"You love your companies more than us."
Mayurakshi immediately pulled her sister's ear.
"Ow!"
"Don't be dramatic."
Arnav laughed from the sofa.
"She gets that from you."
"Nobody asked."
Their laughter filled the mansion.
Moments later, Tara Sehgal entered carrying tea.
Sameer Sehgal followed behind her.
For a brief moment, the world's most successful young businesswoman simply became a daughter and a sister.
And honestly?
She preferred it that way.
Family had always been her first priority.
Everything else came second.
Even her empire.
If Mayurakshi Sehgal lived for responsibility...
Devansh Oberoi lived for freedom.
If she planned every hour...
He barely planned the next five minutes.
have.
If she ruled boardrooms...
He ruled headlines.
If she built empires...
He avoided them.
Two completely different worlds.
Two completely different people.
And neither had any idea that their lives were about to collide.
At the annual Royal Crescent Charity Gala.
A place where rivals would meet.
And where one careless man would lose his heart to the one woman he could never. .
