Effortlessly Mine | 18+

CHAPTER 1

AUTHOR’S POV

“So we will finalize the deal, Mr. Chaturvedi.” The young man replied.

“I am glad we are flourishing our business together now. I am thankful that you chose my company for this project.” The old man said with thankness. But the younger man didn’t show any emotion to him and just nodded.

“But I want to put forward my wish to you, Ran..” Mr. Chaturvedi the sixty year old man spoke but cut off by the authoritative voice of,

“It’s Ranveer Singh Rathore.” The dark intimidating voice spoke, belonging to none other than RSR.

“Yes, so RSR , I wanted to put the hand of my daughter in marriage, so that we can strengthen our relationships.” The old hag said with softness.

“Ok , I don’t have any problem. Right, Suyash.” Ranveer replied in a monotonous tone.

Suyash, the secretary and PA of Ranveer, had his eyes bulge out of socket. How did his boss agree to this alliance?

“Wow, great. When shall we further discuss it?” Mr. Chaturvedi exclaimed with happiness.

“Whenever Suyash is free you can approach him.” Ranveer said getting up from the chair. He buttoned up the cost of his business attire.

“Sir,” Suyash said .

“But RSR, it is you..” the old man got abruptly cut off.

“I didn’t say yes to any marriage. Suyash can marry your daughter to strengthen the so-called bonds you want. Ask him for his opinion. I am out of this , I do business not relations, Mr. Chaturvedi.” Ranveer replied with his dark, intimidating tone.

Chaturvedi gulped and nodded . Suyash looked at his boss with almost a glare but composed himself as they are with a third person right now.

Ranveer settled inside his Porshe Cayenne. A scent of sandalwood and honey filled up the car.

“What the fuck was that Ran!” Suyash exclaimed with annoyance getting into the driver’s seat.

Ranveer look at Suyash through the mirror.

“Fine. Sorry boss. But we are not in public and you are my best friend now.” Suyash’s tone changed from business to annoyance with the end of his sentence.

Ranveer sighed.

“Bark.” Ranveer said, rolling his eyes at his best friend.

“Why did you do that! Why did you pulled me into that old hag’s daughter marriage thing.” Suyash said with a glare.

“See, I needed to shut his mouth. And you were the best bat for shutting his mouth.” Ranveer replied monotonously, fixing the strap of his Rolex.

“Wow, really nice. But you could have married her.” Suyash said with a smirk.

“You know this, Yash. I don’t want to marry someone. Neither someone made me mad so that I could marry her nor did any girl attract me.” Ranveer said, taking out his phone.

“Yeah, that’s why you just fuck.” Suyash said, rolling his eyes and driving the car through the highway.

“So what? I don’t do commitments. I mean I didn’t find anyone to whom I could commit. I just need to pent out my sexual needs, and I don’t force anyone. They themselves throw them on me. And stop saying it as if I force them. I pay them and don’t force myself on anyone.” Ranveer said glaring at his friend.

“Yeah man, I know you are a man of your so-called ethics.” Suyash said with a scoff.

Ranveer didn’t replied to him anymore.

Ranveer kept his head back on and closed his eyes, the work you have to do to be on the list of top ten billionaires of India is not less.

Ranveer Singh Rathore, twenty eight year old man, status wise single, is one of the rising billionaires of the country. His construction company has reached heights under his vigilance. After his father gave the posting of CEO and MD to him, he had grown the company more. His vision was always set, to have the power. To hold the power. To be the power. He didn’t realize how he became a robot with no emotions. Just work , work and work. And now here it is RSR, the robotic human being.

His schedule is really simple. He wakes up at six in the morning, and then a two hour gym. At sharp eigth thirty he goes to shower. Taking a bath and getting ready for his day, he leaves for his office at nine thirty. Picking up coffee from Tim Hortins on his way to his office, he checks out the emails in the car ride. And then his work begins. Lunch at one , then work continues till he feel contended for the day. His maid would leave after cooking for him. He would return back, take a shower, heat the food, do more work and then sleep at twelve. He isn’t a fan of sleeping.

The time he spends in his gym pays him back well. A height of 6′3, that intimidates anyone. A thick jawline, dark eyebrows , his dark black eyes that speak of the devil he is, those long eyelashes, that gives him a sober look but then those high cheekbones again makes one realize, he isn’t your sunshine. His body is one to die for. Broad shoulders, the hottest biceps, six pack abs and a hard-core chest that could make any girl flutter. The way he carries himself speaks of power and richness.

“Ran, we arrived.” Suyash’s voice brought Ranveer back from his thoughts.

Ranveer got down from the car and buttoned up his coat. Suyash drove off from there and Ranveer entered inside the high rise building.

The ground floor was not noisy as people really don’t care much about each other. Ranveer walked to his private elevator that opens up to his penthouse.

He entered the pins and the lift opened to his penthouse. Ranveer stepped inside only to feel the scent of this house’s furniture.

It doesn’t feels like home. It’s a house.

Ranveer removed his coat and walked up to directly his room. Keeping his coat aside on the bed he went to take a shower.

His parents does not live in India. They live in abroad and rarely came back to India after his father resigned. They wanted to explore the world and then they settled in foreign only. Ranveer being the only child has no other siblings or anyone who he can call family except a few people, one of them is Suyash.

Suyash and Ranveer did their college from one of the best colleges on India. Suyash always wanted to work in managing field so he chose up the course that would make him eligible to be one of the best secretaries out there.

After cracking one of the toughest deals Ranveer earned the position of CEO from his father, with his rights. No board one even objecter because they all saw the calibre in that twenty three year old boy.

And see now, after five years the company grew prosperous only.

He didn’t have any girlfriend or anything. Though there were several rumors of him dating celebrities, models and what not. But they were all false.

He didn’t feel a connection to anyone till now that could overpower him. Alas that is why our handsome hunk is single.

Though he had a fair share of women, but that was just for one night stands. Never in his life he brought a girl to his apartment. He would be down with his business outside his penthouse only.

Ranveer came out wearing his lower, he is not used to of wearing any shirt . He dried his hair and came out of closet. He got welcomed by the silence of his dark theme house.

Ranveer sighed. It has become a part of his life now. Being alone , being silent.

He went down to the kitchen to grab his dinner , aa usual the dinner went with silence.

He got up and went to his room to do his work on the laptop. The only that can keep him sane is work and fuck.

Ranveer settled on his bed comfortably and opened his laptop to look after the upcoming project .

He had been working from so long and it is around twelve at night. He decided to call if a day and turned of the laptop.

He carefully placed his laptop on the table and pulled up the comforters to sleep.

But then his phone rang. No one calls him at this hour and very few people have his number.

Ranveer saw the caller ID, Suyash.

Suyash: Ran, there is some problem at the construction site near Dhritpura. I am far away from the city, it would take me so much time to reach there. If you can please look after that site. They won’t take your time much. You just need to ask them the problem, I am trying from my side to solve it but if I won’t be able to then for backup please reach there.

Ranveer: Okay, I am leaving right now.

Ranveer cut the call and went to his closet. He grabbed some shirt and picked up the keys of his Mercedes Benz. He grabbed his phone and wallet

Ranveer settled in his car and drove off to his destination.

He was driving his car in the outskirts of the city when a girl ran into his car.

He pulled the brake with such a high force that the car abruptly stopped.

Ranveer was shocked, how can someone come in front of his car to die!

He came out of his car and closed the door with a loud thud.

The girl was laying back on the road, he realised that he didn’t hit her, he had pulled the brakes beforehand. And she just fell down due to a reflex.

The girl was wearing a white chikankari kurti with white plain plazo under it. Her long waist length hair were spread all over her.

She was on the ground with her frontal pressed against the road, her hands were flat against the road. Her upper body was moving so fast with every breath she took .

What shocked Ranveer was that her while clothes had handprints of someone’s dirty hands. There were handprints on the back of her kurti , basically on her ass, it felt as if someone was trying to touch her.

The dori, that held onto her kurta from the back was torn out. Her back was open on display, it was getting hidden by the curtain of some part of her hair.

The sleeve of her kurta was torn roughly and it was hanging on from one shoulder.

Her dark black hair was misheaveled and dried , as if someone was pulling them.

Looking at her state Ranveer was so shocked for a moment.

He doesn’t know what happened so suddenly that he is now standing with a girl who is maybe harassed. What happened to this girl? His brain was stormed with certain questions and then he realised he had to go to the construction site. Looking at the girl for the one last time he walked back to his car.

He opened the door and got inside it.

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