Roop's POV:
"Excuse me!", I struggled to speak through the layers of clothes covering my face, "Can you tell me where this seat number is?"
"Huh! Little girl, are you boarding a flight for the first time? Haha, no worries, I'll help you out, because as you know, I am a very noble man!" Said the man I asked for help.
"Ass!" I mumbled under my breath.
"There, the next one to the man in red."
"Thank you, sir" I replied and left before he would start praising himself again.
That Old man Shukla, couldn't set my helicopter up by time and has boarded me on this cringy flight, where people are found crying goodbyes to their dear ones in the basement and praising themselves in front of strangers in the flight.
"Get out, that's my seat" I coldly asked the man in Red.
He kept staring at me for a few seconds despite my face being covered with scarves and a sunglass.
"Move" I repeated.
Oh! He finally made room for me. "Thank you, thank you so much!" *imaginary claps for him*
I took my window seat. "Oh Shukla, thank you for your generosity. My dear old man, just wait until I'm back and you're dead", I gritted my teeth.
I rested my head and closed my eyes.
Half an hour passed and the plane took off.
Well, Hi! I am Roop Malhotra, business tycoon Randeep Malhotra's only daughter and the heiress of the worldwide famous Malhotra Corporation. The corp was set up 80 years back by the Malhotras by my grandfather and then passed on to my father. 3 years back, I started working too, and a year since I officially joined the corporation. This is the time when our group of companies reached the top of the list and my dear, I am Asia's richest entrepreneur right now. Also, I am intolerant to dust, heat, and stupid ass people. Thanks!
"I can't breath through this shit anymore" I mumbled while taking my scarf and glasses off.
Moments later, my breathing was restored to normal. Just then, I found the man next to me looking at me carefully. But it was too late to regret.
"Are you Roop Malhotra?"