Together by Fate
Synopsis
One sudden rainy day, one shared umbrella — two parallel lives finally intersect. One leads a quiet, unremarkable life; the other carries old unspoken wounds. They take each other for mere passing strangers, only to grow closer with every unplanned encounter. Every seemingly chance meeting is fate's quiet design; every unspoken spark of affection slowly blooms into the promise of staying together. The best bond is never one you have to search for — it is standing side by side, together by fate.
Chapter1
Saanvi 's pov ~
Yes sir, I'll give you the contract papers by tomorrow."
Ohhh god Finally! My shift is over. I seriously need a good cup of tea to refresh my mind-it's been such a hectic day. Just recently, I found out that the former chairman of the Singhania Empire is visiting the Jaipur branch in three days. Because of that, I've been working overtime for the past two nights. Thankfully, I've completed all my work. Just then, my phone rang. I already knew who it was-none other than my best friend, Akansha.
Me: Hello?
Akansha: Girl, where are you? I've been waiting for the past ten minutes!
Me: I'm on my way, darling. Just give me ten more minutes.
Akansha: Hurry up! Did you finish your work?
Me: Yep, finally done.
Akansha: Good! Come fast. We'll talk when you get here.
Me: On my way!
After hanging up, I grabbed my scooty keys and left the office. Akansha and I had planned to meet after a long time. We've been friends since school, but both of us have been caught up in work and haven't had the chance to meet lately.
After a ten-minute ride, I reached our meeting spot. There she was, waiting. She gave me a tight hug.
Me: "Girl, you're going to kill me! Stop squeezing me!"
Akansha: "Then die! Do you even realize I've been waiting for over half an hour? Don't tell me you forgot about our plan!"
Me: "Of course not! How could I forget something so important? Now no more drama. I'm starving. Let's eat."
After that emotional moment, we ordered two cold coffees and some sandwiches.
Me: "So, how have you been?"
Akansha: "Ugh, not great. My parents are pressuring me to get married."
Me: "What do you want?"
Akansha: "I don't want to marry so early! I'm just 25. Imagine me holding a baby who calls me 'mom'-isn't that way too strange?"
I burst out laughing at her dramatic thoughts.
Me: "Oh God, Akansha! You're already thinking about babies? Just tell your parents you're not ready yet."
Akansha: "You think I haven't told them? I've given every excuse, but they keep repeating the same thing-get married. Today it's marriage, tomorrow it'll be having a baby. Can you imagine having a child at 25?"
Me: "Yeah, I get it . So, what's your plan now?"
Akansha: "No idea, yaar. Anyway, forget about me-what's going on with you?"
Me: "Same old stuff. Days and nights just pass by."
Akansha: "So... is there someone special in your life, or are you still single?"
I laughed. "Nothing like that. You think too much."
Akansha: "Come on yaar, at least get a boyfriend. Or are you planning to directly marry?"
Me: "No way! Marriage is not in my plans. I've seen how women suffer in my village after marriage. Some men even cheat despite having wives-it's horrible. I'm not ready to risk that."
Akansha: "You're right. These days, cheating is so common-by men and women both."
Akansha: "Anyway, let's change the topic. How's your work going?"
Me: "It's super hectic. Since the ex-chairman is visiting in three days, we've been working overnight to complete pending tasks."
Akansha: "By the way, I looked up your company's owner. Girl, he's so handsome! Set me up with him!"
Me: "I've heard he's arrogant and full of himself. I really dislike those types."
Akansha: "You're crazy. He's a successful businessman-it's normal for him to have a strong personality."
Me: "I just hope I never cross paths with him."
Akansha: "You don't meet him, but let me meet him. After that, you can babysit our child!"
Me: "Didn't you just say you're not ready to get married or have kids?"
Akansha: "Well, if it's someone like him, how can I say no?"
Me: Bipolar bitch.
We both burst into laughter. After talking for another half an hour, we said our goodbyes and I headed home.
I, reached home by 9 PM. My mother asked me, "Why are you so late today?"
"Nothing much, Mata ji," I replied, "I met my friend Akansha."
"Oh, that school friend of yours who always talks about cricket?" she asked.
"Yes," I said with a smile. "She absolutely loves cricket, just like I do. Whenever she calls, that's all we talk about. But ever since we both started working, we've become so busy with our own responsibilities that we barely get a chance to talk."
After chatting with my mom for a while, I suddenly remembered that I had to prepare some contract papers. I quickly got to work. By the time I finished and packed up everything, it was already 1 AM. Exhausted, I finally went to sleep.
Viyansh's pov~
It's 4 a.m., and my day begins. Like every morning, I start with a gym session. After an intense two-hour workout, I head back to my room and walk straight into the bathroom.
The hot shower helps ease the tension in my muscles, leaving me feeling refreshed. Stepping out, I make my way to the closet. I slip into a sleek black tuxedo, fasten my Rolex around my wrist, and finish off with a spray of Cologne.
After getting dressed, I stepped out of my room and headed to the dining area for breakfast. Everyone was already seated. I greeted my elders with a polite "Good morning" and quietly began eating. The table buzzed with casual chatter, but I remained silent. I've never been one to speak unless it's necessary-and I've never had much patience for people who talk without a purpose.
Once breakfast was over, I left for the office. Our company headquarters is in New York. I moved to the U.S. when I was a child, after a certain incident that changed everything. That moment marked a turning point in my lives, and it's here that I built my own business from the ground up. Today, I built an empire. Still, I've never had any desire to return to India-the memories tied to that place are far too painful.
Lost in thought, I barely noticed we'd arrived until the driver spoke, "Sir, we've reached." I simply nodded and stepped out of the car.
Just as I was about to head inside, my P.A. appeared out of nowhere-another headache I have to deal with Kritika . She's the daughter of my father's best friend, which is the only reason she's working in my company. Honestly, if she weren't the my father best friend daughter I would've handed her a resignation letter the very first day I saw her. To make matters worse, she lives with us and happens to be my sister's best friend. So, for peace's sake, I say nothing.
She greeted me with a cheerful "Good morning," and I responded with a nod before walking into the building. As I entered the office, others greeted me as well-I nodded again, offering no words-and headed straight to my cabin engrossed myself in work.
It's 6 in the evening, and I've wrapped up all my meetings.
I stepped out of my cabin - and oh no, there she was again, walking toward me. I tried to ignore her and kept moving.
Kritika called out, "Heyyy Viyansh, wait for me, yaar!"
In a calm tone, I asked, "Yes? Do you need something?"
She smiled and said, "Yes, can we have a coffee together?"
"No," I replied firmly and walked away.
Kritika sighed, "Oh God, so many guys are always trying to get my attention, and here he is... ignoring me!"
I don't like her-she's constantly trying to get close to me with her actions, and I really dislike it when someone tries to invade my personal space. Once, an employee even tried to seduce me. I immediately had her removed from the company and ensured she wouldn't be able to find a job in New York again.
After getting into my car, I chose to drive myself. I usually return home late, but today I got free earlier than usual, so I decided to visit my friend Shaurya.
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