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1.78% Wild and free like a sea / Chapter 1: her father fixed her marriage with a criminal
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Wild and free like a sea

นักเขียน: Thanu_2003

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บท 1: her father fixed her marriage with a criminal

"How are you Eesha?" A women in her late her late fourty greeted her with a sweet smile. Eesha ignored her warm greeting and sat on a single couch infront of her.

"What do you want, Mr.Sharma?" She questioned a man who sat beside the women on the couch.

"Would you like to have dinner first" He requested

"NO, Thanks." She replied rather politely.

"I'd rather drink poison than eat with both of you." She muttered inside giving innocent smile.

"Let's get down to business, Mr. Sharma."

"Fine, I got a good alliance for you. Mr.Joshi asked your hand for his son ." He said.

"What had you decided?" She nonchalantly questioned back

"I had fixed your alliance. You will marry him this weekend" she chuckled at his words shacking her head. She wasn't suprised with his words.

"What made you think I will marry him?" She rised her eyebrow.

"Marry him if you want your stock and property?" She deeply frowned at his words.

"What it as to with the marriage." She couldn't help but ask him.

"You know your dear grandfather stated in his testament that you could only acquire shares after marriage. At least he didn't pass it down to your future husband." He clarified her doubt.

"Testament." He passed her some legal documents. She meticulously read each and every word he wrote in the testament Taking her time.

"According to testament you can't sell or transfer it to anyone or any trusts and If you won't marry until this Sunday the entire property will transfer to your brother." She closed her eyes and greeted her teeth.

"Father, I had no problem to marry but he is a criminal." She uttered the word father as the poison.

"Do you think I care. His father is a central health minister who has great influence in the party using his influence It would be piece of cake for me to become a Central Minister in the upcoming election and his son would be the heir to the Sharma's empire until the next heir is announced." Her father joined the North Indian Party (NIP) was twice elected as a member of parliament.

"Okay, I'm going to marry him." She said after thinking for a minute.

"Good. If I had not accepted. I was going to lock you in this mansion until you married him.You know the consequences if you try anything to stop this marriage." Her father was quiet amazed at her reply but warned her. She left from there without a word or turned back at him.

She clutched the steering wheel hard until het knees turned white. She needs to find a solution how to stop this wedding at any cost.

She stopped her car infront of a entrance and a gaurd opened a door for her. She handed car keys to him and entered inside the mansion. She sat on the couch in luxurious living room, beside a old man who is around seventy.

"I'd rather die than marrying that criminal" It was still fresh in her back of mind how her father fixed her marriage without her constent to a criminal. For him it is just a pure business deal to stabilize his position and power in political and the underworld.

"Who said you're going to marry that criminal? Princess." her gaze slowly rised from the ground to the seventy-years old man who sat beside her. He was man of few words.

"there is no way out, Naanu. still I won't give up easily." her eyes shine in determination.

"He is only one you could reley from now." The old man passed her a five into seven size photo to her. The person in the photo was alluring and sexy with his unfathomable and mysterious dark eyes contrasted against with his light-skinned face, his smile could brighten the day but his smile hadn't reached up to his eyes but a hint of pain in his deep eyes.

"He is damn handsome and sexy, old man." She is ogling at him without any shame or hesitation infront of her grandfather.

"Ouch." She slowly begin to rub her sclap where her grandfather had knock on her head hardly.

"Who is he?" She cleared her throat, focused her gaze back to her grandfather from the photo.Her eyebrows rosed up noticed his eyes was distant and cold when she questioned him.

"Akash Mehta." Her soft hold on his photo hardened to extent it would tear in any moment.

"Could you repeat that." The plane and clam voice hadn't complemented her stony and dead expressions.

"Yup, He is the one of the heir to the Mehta industries. The only son of the Chetan Mehta." She crushed the photo into the pulp before throwing it on the ground, her plams slowly turning into the fists.

The old man's wrinkled hand rasied to pat her shoulder, all she could do was just breath in and out to control her building rage. "I want you to marry him." Her almond eyes widened listening to his words. 

"You've gone insane." she hissed.

"Didn't you ogling at him few minutes ago." Blood rushed to her cheek, a pink blush creeped on her round and fair cheeks before he notice it she changed her expression to emotionless. 

"What changed now?" 

"What would change in the end. He is just a criminal like him." She scrounced her nose, why not she would be disgusted at people like him. For god's sake she is a well-known defense attorney in this county. Her job is to put criminals like them in prison for their crimes, not to marry one of them.

"Don't compare a lion with fox." 

"What should be the reason, he fixed your marriage with that Joshi's son." the old man asked her.

"To cover his weekness into his greatest strength." She rolled her eyes.

"You should make his strength as his greatest weakness." She nodded her head understanding is point of view.

"still why only him we could find someone better than him."

"Keep your family close but your enemy closer and if he wants to keep you safe no one dare to harm you."

"You can see him in his cousin reception tomorrow and then ask your hand for marriage to his son to her directly." She closed her eyes and take a deep breath.

"I will take your silence as yes, princess." 


บท 2: keep your family close but your enemy closer.

objects in the mirror are closer than they appear. she peeped her eyes from the side mirror, and with great difficulty she can see a black Suv car was following her from 200 meters. It is not difficult to predict who is keeping an eye on her.

Her father is keeping tabs on her so ensure himself that she is not making any moves against him. Too late she had already started her first move.

Turning quick left, she entered the parking lot of the rose banquet hall where the reception was taking place. She adjusted her white chocker, which she paired with an embedded blue lehenga With a blue off-shoulder crop top which made her hourglass figure shine perfectly, getting out of the car.

She saw a black suv had entered in the parking lot, But they can't enter the hall. they should wait for her until she exist from here 'cause the reception she is attending was her father's arch enemies. The Sharmas and Mehtas were enemies for the last two generations.

The guards allowed her after she shown the invitation card. She got an Invitation from the Bhatia's since her mother and Mrs.Bhatia were great friends but she grabbed it as opportunity to meet Mrs. Dimini Mehta.

"They wouldn't even hesitate to start a war." She shook her head in disbelief. Her marriage with Joshi is to counter attack for Mehtas and his rivals with joining the hands with others to uphold his position in respective worlds.

"Where is he?" Her eyes was searching for the man who is capable to keep her life safe in future, According to her maternal grandfather.

Her gaze fall on the Mrs. Bhatia, she sauntered towards her. She offered her a small smile when Mrs. Bhatia turned towards her. Mrs. Bhatia eyebrows raised upward, creating a horizontal wrinkles on her forehead seeing her. Who in sane mind would attend a reception of her father enemies but except her no one knows who she was.

"It's good to see you. Eesha"She excluded herself from those ladies.

"Could I have a couple of words alone, Aunty" She followed her to the garden area away from people.

"Can you arrange a meeting with Mrs. Dimini Mehta?" Mrs. Bhatia face paled.

"Are you out of your mind, Eesha? If anyone sees you meeting her will cause a big commotion." She tried to keep her tone soft.

"No one knows, who I'm. If you can't arrange I will approach her directly" It's too risky but she had no way. She can't go back without meeting her no matter what.

"What if she refuses to meet you because of your Identity?" Mrs. Bhatia ponders some time before accepting.

"Don't reveal my identity. Just inform her an attorney want to meet her" Mrs. Bhatia nodded her head.

"Till then I will greet the couple." She left from there, walking towards the stage. The stage was decorated with a light purple theme and couple had dressed according to the theme.

Eesha had no knowledge about the bride aspect for the fact Meera Bhatia is the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Bhatia. A sly smile played on her lips when her eyes fall on the groom Ruhan Mehta the youngest son of Mr. Ashwin Mehta.

" Wishing you a long and happy marriage" she greeted them with an awkward smile while giving a gift to bride. Her awkward smile vanished from her face when her eyes fall on the groom. She pleasterd a fake smile on her face and greeted him.

Beep...Beep...

She unlocked her phone and noticed a message send by Mrs. Bhatia.

[ meet her at the washroom at eleven fifty and be careful.]

[ thank you ] she replied back.

"In couple of minutes it would be eleven fifty."

She peeped at her wrist watch and started to find a washroom to meet Mrs. Mehta.

"It's an honor to meet you. Miss. Eesha" An annoying voice stopped her from taking her another step. "What do you want?" Her response pissed him off but he closed his eyes.

"I never expected a true and honest attorney will attend a." She rolled her eyes.

"Please excuse me." She walked away from there without giving two heads to him.

Once she entered inside the washroom Dimini Mehta was already waiting for her. Dimini Mehta would be near mid-fifty, Her brown saree matched well with her sand skin. Brown eyes, black hair, and around 5 feet 5 inches.

"I'm sorry but I don't quite remember I meet you before." Mrs.Mehta frowned seeing her.

"Well, Mrs.Mehta. We can't recognize a person whom we never Meet before." Eesha clarified her.

"How may I help you?" She questioned her straight forward.

"So, I will come to the point without dragging it much, Mrs. Mehta_ she took a long breath,

I WANT TO MARRY YOUR SON" Mrs. Mehta started to laugh, any sane-minded person will laugh if they were in her place, an unknown woman asking to marry her son in the washroom, who came to attend her nephew's marriage.

"Give one reason, Why should I have to accept it?" She asked

"I have numerous reasons to give, but I hope it is enough for now. Check it out." She handed a phone to see.

Mrs. Mehta hesitated but she took her phone. Every family has a secret, that can tear them apart. Which are best hidden in the dark, too dangerous to reveal to the outside world.Mrs. Mehta eyes moistured watching a video but she blanked her tears be letting them fall.

"Who are you?" she questioned.

"To be honest. I'm daughter of the person who killed your husband."

"Eesha Sharma."

"You're daughter of Adivik Sharma." Eesha nodded her head.

"weren't you going to marry Joshi's son."

"why people are reminding me again and again?" Eesha mumbled and rolled her eyes.

"If this happens, my father will be untouchable again. So think wisely about my proposal before taking a decision." Eesha stated, "what will you gain from this?" Eesha

signed, while peeping at her watch. People will get suspicious.

"All you need to know for now was I will get half of the property and shares if I get married and I will be your greatest asset and aid you to fulfill your hunger for revenge." She had taken a piece of paper from the bag handed her.

"I will be there on Friday morning. I can't contract you before marriage nor I could help you my father is keeping an eye on me." Mrs.Mehta was confused with her

"If you trick me. trust me I will make you marry my son at any cost?" Mrs. Mehta warned her. "Trust me, Mrs. Mehta. I won't disappoint you" She nodded her head standing there in daze.

"Mrs. Mehta "Keep your family close but your enemies closer" Please be casual and please don't reveal my identity until It's comes out" Eesha advised and left the washroom.

"I hope this will be between us Aunty." Mrs.Bhatia gulped her saliva, before nodding. Eesha can't help but warn her before she wants to leave from here.

She started to walk towards exist but her eyes widened seeing two persons walking towards her side. She quickly turned her gaze towards the couple and she bit her lips keeping her hand on her chest.

"What the hell! Why he appear infront of me out of nowhere." She whishperd.

"Why I'm hiding from him like I had robbed something from him." She rised her head and didn't find him there but she found his mother gazing at her.

"Keep your family close but your enemies closer"A sly smile played on her lips replying her maternal grandfather words from yesterday.


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