Virman ff Blackmail

CHAPTER -1
Virat vadera Pov
I watched as she stood silently listening to the conversations going on around her. I could tell she was listening intently, but to anyone else they would think she was bored. Yes, she's a smart one, listening in on details of mergers and other business deals. I wonder what she does? She doesn't look like the cut throat business type. She also doesn't look like she belongs here. Don't get me wrong shes beautiful, stunning really, but she isn't wearing a lot of makeup and her hair isn't professionly styled. Her looks set her apart from everyone here. I can tell she doesn't want to draw attention to herself and would rather be considered a fixture in the room then stand out.
I see Karan mehra a long time friend stop in mid walk to turn and check her out, which is unusual for him. He has more control and tact then that. I smirk when she doesn't notice his attention. He's not the first man here to try and engage her in conversation. Every time someone tries to talk to her one of two women, who I think are related to her, cut them off at the pass. I smirk even more when I see this time is no different. Karan is intercepted my Priya Malhotra a leech is this sea of eligible men, just like her mother. I hate leeches and Priya Malhotra is one of the worst. I can tell Karan is trying to get her hand off his arm as she escorts him to the bar. I hear her flirtatious laugh and look at Karan's obvious frustration at not being able to shake her. I would feel sorry for him, if I didn't want her myself, but I do so he's on his own. I don't know how she could be related to these women. I've known Aryan Malhotra for years and never seen her. She has to be a distant relation.
I don't have to wait long before Josh Augustine slides in front of her, this time she does notice and looks up at his smiling face. I see her cordial smile, but before Josh can say a word Kriya malhotra is standing next to Josh pointing out people and insisting she go with him. He smiles giving in and walks away with Kriya. The women isn't at all bothered that Kriya left with Josh, if anything she looks relieved. This women is fascinating. She's had two very desirable heirs to fortune 500 companies want to talk to her and she couldn't care less. Which only leaves me wondering why shes here in the first place. With the two women busy with Josh and Karan I walk towards her. She lifts her head slightly and my eyes narrow in on her. Her long blonde hair is straight with a little wave to it, her skin is lightly tanned, but not dark and not from a tanning bed. She likes the outdoors, I think smiling to myself. I think we have a tomboy. I look at her figure and immediately adjust my assessment of her. She's a runner, but there's no way the soft pink of her simple dress would be worn by a tomboy. She's sweet and she's innocent, she has no idea who these men are.
"Hello." I say in greeting, getting her attention.
Her head snaps to me, its obvious she didn't see me and was stunned by my presence. "Hello." She replies, politely.
"I have to ask, why are you here?"
"Excuse me?" She asks, confused by my blunt question.
"Why are you here? You're not like these other women, attaching themselves to anyone worth more then eight figures." I state.
"No, I'm not. Is that what they're doing?" she asks, looking around and sounding like she finally solved a riddle.
"Yes, and you're here because?" I repeat.
"My father asked me to come." She answers finally.
"Who's your father?"
"Aryan malhotra."
"I didn't know he had two daughters." I reply, surprised.
She nods her head knowingly, but doesn't elaborate any further. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn to Karan who has Cindy next to him. "Virat, who is your beautiful friend?"
"Mr Malhotra's other daughter." I answer. Looking back at her I realize I didn't ask her her name. "Forgive me, I'm Virat vadera." I introduce myself, holding out my hand.
"Manvi sharma." She replies, taking my hand. I cock my head at her last name, she's married? I look for a ring and don't see one.
"I thought you said, Malhotra?" I question.
Before she can respond Priya replies, "Yes, well she's daddy's dirty little secret. We don't need to go about announcing his indiscretions do we?" She seeths at Manvi, who I see flinch from the verbal slap.
Choosing to ignore Priya I ask, "What do you do Miss sharma?"
"I'm a pre-school teacher." She states, I didn't expect that. She's young around 22 or 23. I notice and she looks uncomfortable with my attention