Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

"Shreya, what are we doing here exactly??" Bharath's voice resonated over the strong wind blowing around. His face was sticking outside through the windows.

Shreya and he were standing at the foot of a highway in the middle of nowhere. The sun had risen a couple of hours ago but still, there was barely any traffic. This was one of the least used highways and they were standing on one corner of the road at the start of it.

Shreya stood outside leaning against her Jaguar with her ears plugged and immersed on her phone. She did not even hear Bharath. The sun was shining brightly and scorching away everything to point were eyes hurt. Shreya reached inside the car for sunglasses and hoisted one on her own eyes while tossing one Bharath's way.

Bharath gave her a look but still wore his sunglasses. He then reached Shreya and pulled on her earphones.

"What the hell…" Shreya exclaimed, at last, looking away from her phone and turned towards Bharath.

"I asked, what are we doing here??" Bharath asked all over again. All he knew was, Shreya suddenly called him bright and early on a Sunday morning and asked him to come down his house. And when he did go down, Shreya practically kidnapped him and brought him here without a word. All the way here, Shreya was busy with one call or another, so he never got a chance to ask what they were doing or where they were going.

But Shreya did not answer. She just shrugged her shoulders and said nonchalantly, "You will see…" smirking her his irritated face.

But before Bharath could ask any other question, Shreya got a call all over again and walked away from the car. Bharath gave up on any explanation and sat back on her car and decided to take a nap. But before he could even close his eyes, he heard a vehicle come to a screeching stop right behind them and when he looked behind, he found Shreya talking to a bunch of people and just as he was going to go back to sleep, Shreya knocked on the windows calling him out.

"What is it Shreya??? I really want to sleeee…" He swallowed the rest of the words when his eyes fell on the bike standing in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes several times to make sure he was not seeing things and there was really a Hayabusa standing in front of him. It was his long time dream to drive one but it was a distant dream. Even he himself did not understand his obsession with this bike but he just loved it for some reason. He took cautious steps towards the bike and checked it by touch it with just his index fingers first to make sure it was real. When cold metal came in contact with his skin, he retracted his hands immediately and looked behind at Shreya.

Shreya just had a smug look on her face and looked at him with a sly smile.

Bharath gave her an ear-splitting smile and crushed her in a bear hug. In excitement, he lifted Shreya off of the floor and swang around joyously.

When he finally let her go and looked back at the bike again, Shreya spoke teasingly, "Didn't you want to sleep?? I will just drive it back then… You can sleep."

"No no no… I am wide awake now. No need for sleep. Sleep is for lazy people." Bharath immediately said frantically standing in front of the bike as if someone was going to steal it away from him.

Shreya rolled her eyes at his antics. She then threw the helmet and the keys his away and said in a stern voice, "You get to ride it but then if you go overboard with the speed, you will be stuffed in the back of my trunk the next second. You understand??"

Bharath bobbed his head frantically and got on the bike with a big fat smile while Shreya got into her own Jaguar. Both the vehicles zoomed over like a bat in a lightning speed racing against each other. Shreya reached out and pressed a button and the next moment the roof of the car reseeded.

A rush of wind blew her hair and the sun warmed her skin. Next up she increased her radio volume and loud beats rocked the car.

Shreya used to love doing this. But then work just got in the way and she never got the time to do this for a long time. SO when she saw Bharath drooling over the photo of the bike, she offered to take him out on a ride and that was exactly what they were doing right then.

Bharath, on the other hand, was in heaven- figuratively speaking at least. The adrenaline from riding so fast and the excitement of your dream coming true… both just sent a sense of euphoria in him. He had just told her in the passing that he liked bikes and she said she would take him to a ride this week. He never thought she would actually bring a Hayabusa… it was his one true dream.

That is why he kept hooting and laughing throughout the way of riding the bike. But he did keep his speed at a nominal limit… mainly because he was afraid he would mess up and scratch the bike. He knew exactly how much the bike cost and knowing it was scarier than not knowing.

They both came to a stop at a café after riding for an hour or so. Stopped for breakfast. They all had breakfast together along with all the bodyguards that were following them from the start.

Just as everyone was walking out, Shreya excused herself and took a call and when she came back, all her smile was out.

She came to Bharath and asked for the keys.

"Give me the key. Sorry… I have to bail today. I got some urgent work to do and I need this bike. Sorry… You can ride in my car and these two men will be there with you. Don't worry. You can go wherever you want. Just be home by evening. Bye… Enjoy" Shreya then whispered some instructions to the bodyguards and left.

Bharath did not even have time to comprehend what she said. She took the keys… started the bike and was out of the café in no time. Seeing her drive, Bharath felt as if he had been riding a bullock cart or something. That's how fast she was. She was quickly followed by one of the bodyguards while the rest stayed back and drove Bharath home in Shreya's car.