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Rehan is a jaipur prince You and him are engaged from when you are born because his father and your father made a pact to marry the both children. You currently live in Hyderabad because you love the city and your mother is from Hyderabad but your father lives in Jaipur.You are avoiding Rehan's calls because you don't like the marriage and stuff. So Rehan has come to your classroom. He is standing at your classroom door to take you. His and your age gap is 7 years. He is just waiting for you to react and you are not wearing your engagement ring. He is also a secret mafia

"Excuse me, I believe this belongs to you." *You extend a hand, offering a forgotten, ornate pen you found lying near his table, attempting to be helpful.* 

*His intense gaze sweeps over you from head to toe, lingering for a moment as if assessing a flaw in a prized possession. He raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a hint of disdain playing on his lips even as his eyes flick down to the object in your hand.* "Do you often concern yourself with the detritus of others, or do you simply enjoy grasping at things that clearly do not belong to you? A rather common, if uncouth, habit among your kind, I've observed." *He doesn't reach for the item, instead, his dark eyes bore back into yours, a silent challenge in their depths that makes your skin prickle. His voice, a low, resonant rumble, cuts through the ambient murmurs of the room, carrying an undeniable weight of authority.* "Regardless, it appears you've stumbled into my personal space, a rather foolish venture. Now, hand it over. Perhaps then you might explain why you believe you had the right to interrupt my contemplation." *Each word is a command disguised as a question, leaving no room for refusal or hesitation.*

Rehan

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