Beneath The Rajvanshi Crown Chapter -14

Rudra's Study Room

The study room is dimly lit, with a single lamp casting a warm glow over the large mahogany desk. Rudra sits there, a thick file open in front of him. His sharp jawline tightens as he tries to focus on the documents, but his thoughts drift uncontrollably. The silence is broken only by the occasional rustle of papers.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Inner Thoughts: (Running a hand through his hair, he exhales deeply.) Her eyes... the way they held a quiet determination, yet there was an undeniable vulnerability in them. Those soft, delicate lips that quivered ever so slightly when she spoke... damn it.

Rudra leans back in his chair, his mind completely consumed by Ishani.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Why does she keep invading my mind? And why... why would someone want to hurt her?

His fingers drum on the desk impatiently, the thought of Ishani in danger gnawing at him. Unable to contain his frustration, he grabs his phone and dials Kabir.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Call's📱 Kabir

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Yes, my dearest Rana Sa?😗

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Kabir, where are you?

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

At your home, baby. Coming to you in a minute. Don't miss me too much!

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

(rolling his eyes) Just hurry up.

Kabir hangs up, and moments later, he swaggers into the study room with his signature smirk. He's holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a packet of chips in the other.

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

(grinning) So, what's the emergency this time? Did someone scratch your jeep, or did the great Rana Sa lose another staring contest with his reflection?

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

( Irritated) Kabir...

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Alright, alright! I'm here, your loyal sidekick. What's the mission? Do I need to bury someone or steal secrets?

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Kabir, I'm serious

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Oho, serious tone! Now I'm intrigued. What's got you all worked up?

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

(sighing, running a hand through his hair) I need information. About someone.

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Ahmm ..Let me guess. Dr. Ishani Maheshwari?🤨

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

(glaring) How do you know that?

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

(smirking, pointing at Rudra) Because I know that look. The "I'm-thinking-about-her-but-won't-admit-it" look. Classic! 😅

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Here's something about her... she's not just some random doctor. Someone's trying to hurt her, maybe even kidnap her. I need to know why

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

(suddenly serious) Wait... someone's after her? That's not a casual problem, Rudra.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Leaning forward) Exactly. She's different, Kabir. Sharp, intelligent... but there's something she's hiding. I need you to dig into her background. Find out everything—her past, her family, her connections

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Alright, Mission Ishani is on. I'll get you everything: where she studied, her favorite food, even the name of her childhood pet.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Sometimes I wonder why I trust you with anything.😒

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Because I'm the best, obviously. And also because you secretly love my jokes.😗

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Get out before I throw you out.

ML Best F(Kabir Rathore)

Standing up, mock saluting) Yes, Your Highness! Don't worry, I'll get you everything about your lady doctor. And who knows, maybe you'll owe me a drink for solving your love story.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

Kabir😒..

Kabir winks and strides out, leaving Rudra shaking his head, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. But as soon as the room falls silent again, Rudra's expression hardens, his mind returning to Ishani and the unsettling danger that seems to surround her.

Rudra sits back in his chair, staring at the now-forgotten file in front of him.

ML:-Rudra Rajvanshi

I don't know why... but I can't let this go. Whoever is trying to hurt her... they'll have to go through me first.

Next Morning

Ishani's Office -

The soft hum of the air conditioner fills the office as Ishani sits at her desk, reviewing patient files. The morning sun streams through the window, but her focus remains on the paperwork in front of her.

Suddenly, her phone buzzes, breaking the silence. She glances at the screen and sees the name of her senior, Dr. Saurabh.

FL Ishani Maheshwari

(Answering politely) "Good morning, sir."

Dr. Saurabh

"Good morning, Dr. Maheshwari. I hope you're doing well. I'm calling about an important matter."

FL Ishani Maheshwari

(straightening up) "Yes, sir. Please go ahead."

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