Forced Proposal

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" We are here for something important, Gupta".
I hide behind the door of our living room with my sister, Prachi and eavesdrop on our guests' conversation with my father.

I silently giggle, because I have an idea as to why they are here.

All the sweets, bangles and ornaments are a dead give away that they are here for a marriage proposal.

They being Mr.Singhania.
He is one of the richest man in the country and is the owner of a leading brand of electrical appliances.

How he knows my father I have no idea.

"oh, what is it, sir?" My father asks.

"As you know my son, Karan is back from America, I want to get him married before he goes back there."

My father gives him a nod.

" I want your daughter's hand for Karan"

I look at Prachi, who is frowning at me while I give her a teasing smile.

"That would be an honour for us, Sir. My younger daughter Prachi, is lucky that she will be your son's-"

Mr. Singhania interrupts dad.

"Who said we want Prachi to marry my son," I frown and so does dad, if not Prachi then who? "I am talking about Ridhima"

I can literally feel all the blood drain from my face, and then uncontrollable fury takes over me, but I calm myself.

Maybe he has no idea that I am engaged.

I look at the gold band encrusted with small diamonds on my ring finger.

My father looks as shocked as me and Prachi " Ridhima? But that is not possible, Sir. She is already engaged to another man."

" I don't care, call off the engagement. I want your daughter to marry my son."

"But一"

" or else, you and your brother....... I hope you know what I am trying to tell you"

" This is not happening, I am not going to marry your son! I love my fiancé" I announce it to everyone present there as I enter the living room. And notice that Mr. Singhania is the only one who has visited us and apart from my father and Mr.Singhania there are his body guards and his assistant.
" Ridhima! Go back to your room" my father scolds me. I ignore him and look straight at Mr. Singhania.

" oh you will" he gives me a challenging stare but he is mistaken if he thinks his looks can intimidate me.

" you can't force me"

" you think so?"

I don't grace his arrogance with a reply but just glare at him. I feel a presence behind me but ignore it, thinking it is Prachi.
But I am sourly mistaken And I realise that , belatedly when I feel something press on the back of my head.

I turn my head to see one of Singhania's minions behind me and the cold metal is indication enough that he is holding a revolver on my head.

My heart beat increases and I feel my legs go weak and it takes all the strength I have in me to not show the fear on my face.

" Singhania sir please , she is my daughter please leave her"

" some daughter you have here, mahesh"

" i accept the proposal. Ridhima will marry Karan. Please sir tell your man to take the gun away" my father joins his hands in front of Singhania.

I try to movie towards them , but the bloody minion holds me back pushing the gun more towards my head.

" what no! I will call the police. This is a free country you can not force me."

Singhania,the son of a bastard smirks at me.
" you really think Police would try to go against me, the case would be closed before you can say FIR"

" maybe police will not help but media would , how do you think your various businesses will proceed if the public finds out you are forcing a girl to marry your son." I threaten. And my threat works fine because his smirk vanishes and instead is replaced by a menacing glare.

" Gupta , I think your daughter knows nothing about your brother and your deeds, does she knows that you murdered my first wife?"

I scoff and snort at the same time which just made me sound like a constipated pig,but whatever.

" as if I would believe -" my voice dies Down when I see the look my father has on his face and I realise at once that Singhania is telling the truth.

But I have to ask him.

" dad? Dad! Dad tell me he is lying? You are not a murderer!" But my dad does not look at me but keeps staring at the floor.

" oops! That means she has not idea about the shipping of girls you have been doing for the past eleven years? Or what about the truth about her mother, who you raped and she became pregnant with your child and when the lovely Ridhima was born you killed her......?" I glare at Singhania as my vision became a blurry.

" Dad , tell him to shove all these lies he is telling me, up his fucking ass" I grit my teeth when I get no response from my father.

finally tired of all this I move my elbow and hit the minion who is holding me in the gut and when his grip loosens I free myself and move to my father and shake him.

"Tell me he is lying! Say something!" I scream at him and then he looks at me and through my blurry vision I can see it all.

My hand fall limply to my sides and I give out a bitter laugh.

" so what Singhania? You think that it will stop me from not revealing it to the media?"

Singhania smirks at me.

" it may not stop you but if your father's deeds are revealed to the world do you think they will spare your sister and you, daughters of a man who has ruined lives of so many girls, to just run freely on the roads. You will be either killed , raped or both the second you step out of your house. Maybe they will even break your house down just to take their revenge."

" I will not marry your son. Never"

" you will" it was not Singhania this time who said this, it was my father.

I look at him surprised to see the hard look on his face.

"No dad I will not. You may have a business of selling girls but I am not one of your victims"

"Ridhima I can't have you ruining my good reputation. I don't want a stupid girl like you to destroy what I have built by working so hard"

" stupid? Me? Dad you did not work hard. You cheated. He are a murderer, rapist and a smuggler! You don't have a reputation, atleast not anymore."

"This marriage is going to happen and if you want to stay alive keep your mouth shut"

"Dad I will not-" I am cut off when a new voice interrupts us. I look towards the entrance of our house to see Amar, standing there.

" Namaste. I....uh..... Did I come at the wrong time?"
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