Dream High. Season 2 Chapter 3

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An India love action story….

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SEASON TWO ✔️

Written by
©️ Ifeoma Isabella Silver Okeke Ozoemene.

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From the last Episode Continuation

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I wasn’t expecting Khan to speak so I was shocked when he told his father to shut up right to his face. He turned his head to face his father.

King Sanjay was shocked and speechless that he didn’t say a word for almost two minutes.

I smirked and glanced at Meera who was staring at me. We started doing staring competitions.

“What did you say Khan?” King Sanjay asked, bringing back my attention to them, ignoring Meera.

“You heard what I said Dad.”

“You told me to shut up? I am your father Khan, you don’t talk to your father in such a rude manner.”

“And you shouldn’t talk to Ashwini in that way too, she is my bride.”

“After what she did to you last night, the embarrassment, you are still reconsidering her? Are you out of your mind son?”

“I am okay Dad, I was hurt and angry no doubt, but my anger melted away when she came here to apologise.” Khan replied to his father.

King Sanjay dragged his son on one of his hands to the side of the house to talk to him leaving me and Meera alone.

Her stares are gradually pissing me off.

“Have you not seen a beauty like me before?” I snapped at her.

She smiled, “You look familiar.”

“Of course I will look familiar to you because we attended the same party last night and I saw you.” I told her rolling my eyes at her dump statement.

“My name is Meera.” She said with a nice smile and stretched out her hand towards me. “And you are?”

If I hadn’t known this witch before I would have tagged her for an angel.

“Ashwini.” I told her and cross my hands under my breast, getting the hint that I don’t want to shake her hand.

I can’t shake hands with a murderer, someone who had killed me. Who knows what she rubbed in her hand.

She brought it down, her smile gone.

“I know what you are doing, I will just advise you to stay in your lane.” She told me with seriousness.

“And what exactly am I doing that you know Meera, I only came here to apologise and accept his proposal.”

“Don’t play games with me little girl, I know what you are up to, be a good girl and stay on your lane.”

“Good people die early Meera, it’s good that I am not good.” I told her with a smile as Khan and his father came to meet us. His father walked Meera to the car waiting for her, he waved at her as her driver drove out of the palace. He turned to face us, his glance sending daggers to me.

“So King Sanjay.” I began. “How did you lose your arm?” I asked pointing at his amputated hand, the one I had chop off that night.

He was taken aback by my question. “I got into an accident which damaged it.”

I wanted to scream liar but I held back my scream and instead pretended to be sad.

“So Khan, when is our wedding taking place.” I ask returning my gaze to Khan.

“Let’s say a week from now. I don’t want anyone to steal you away from me.” He told me and I forced myself to smile.

“I like that handsome.” I said. “So show me around your palace.”

And Khan did just that, his father walking angrily inside his palace.

Khan showed me around the palace, inside and outside, I pretended that everything I saw in the palace, even though I had seen it before, awe me.

A servant brought me a glass of juice which I didn’t drink. I don’t trust anyone from this palace

“This is a little building compared to the Maharaja Palace where both of us will be living as King and Queen of India soon, the palace is larger and bigger than this one.” He told me with pride.

Look at the way he is gloating over my father’s palace.

“That’s nice to know, I hope Lady Meera doesn’t live there?”

“She does.”

“I don’t like her, you will have to chase her once we are living there.”

“Of course Ashwini, anything for you beautiful.”

Hearing him calling me ‘Beautiful’ made me miss Rohan. I don’t want anyone who is not Rohan to call me ‘Beautiful’

I haven’t talked to him today and I badly want to hear his voice.

I brought out my phone from my pocket and gasped out dramatically as I stared at it. “Gotta go, I have forgotten I and my mother has an appointment. I have to leave now and I wanted to spend the day with you.” I told Khan pretending to be sad.

“You can go Ashwini, there is always another time to spend the day with me. I will check on you tomorrow and proposal to you again with the ring, hopefully you won’t slap me again.” Khan told me escorting me to where I my bike is parked.

I wish I could.

“I won’t.” I said and mounted my bike without wasting time.

“No hug or a kiss.” Khan said with a raised eyebrow and a tiny smile.

You will kiss my shadow.

I blew him a kiss in the air, ignited my bike and drove out of the palace, driving back to Bombay.

When I got back home, I met Taru who was going through her phone but stopped when she noticed me.

“Where is mum?” I asked her, my back facing the stairs.

“She went out not too long ago.” She answered with a shrug. “So you went to Khan’s house to tell him you are sorry for what happened yesternight and you pleaded for him to marry you.”

Trying not to show my surprise as she stared at me.

“And who told you that?”

“King Sanjay who told my father who in turn told me.” She replied. “Well at least, I now have the hot guy all to myself. He will need a shoulder to cry on when he hears the news of you getting married to Prince Khan, he will be so heartbroken.”

I opened my mouth to speak but a voice beat me to it first.

“As long as I am alive, Ashwini will not get married to anyone, she belongs to me and me alone.”

I turned around quickly, to see Arjun standing behind me, how had he got behind me without me hearing him?. He was glaring at Taru before his gaze landed on me. He was okay, no cut on him now.

“Hello sweetheart, I am back.”