What happen when you are getting married but your groom ran away from the wedding and you are waiting for him in your bridal attire, in place of groom a letter came and you have to marry your long time crush, just to protect your family reputation.
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"I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are."
After few minutes, we were still smooching each other suddenly something sharp touch my skin near neck, and I pulled back from the kiss to see what it was.
The thing I was, I was shocked as hell.
What the hell!!!
Ranveer was standing in front of me holding knife and giving me a sinister smile.
He was surely looks like a psychopath, who first romance with his girl but suddenly change into a psychotic lover.
Nevertheless.
The main question is what he is doing with a knife????
And what is with his evil smile.
"Ranveer." I mutter, taking a step back. But he move forward.
"Ra... ra... ranveeerrr." I Sutter.
I am afraid now, what is he planning on doing.
I gulped nervously.
"Ishika, my baby."
"Why are you so afraid of me." he said, still having that sinister smile on his face.
I am sweating profusely; my heart was beating so fast that I can hear my heart beat myself.
God please save me.
I don't want to die like this.
Mom, dad, Bhai... Where are you?
I don't know what has gotten inside him, why he is reacting like this, god please save your child.
"Baby doesn't be scared of me."
"It will not pain too much, I will just simply kill you." He said.
"Whaattttt?" I asked yelled.
And he with one hand held my shoulder and from other he stabs me in my stomach.
"Aahhhhhhhhhhh".
"Aahhhhhhhhhhh" I cry out and get up with a jerk.
I am breathing heavily.
I look around my surroundings, it is my room.
I touch my stomach, and no wound was there.
I look beside me and see Ranveer was sleeping peacefully.
That means it was a dream.
A fucking horrible dream.
This means I haven't kissed him. I haven't lost my first kiss.
He didn't kill me.
Thank god. It was just a nightmare. Otherwise I don't know what will happen to me.
Now I have to keep a distance from him.
Maybe.
He really a criminal?
Maybe, he will kill me.
NO.
Stop it!!
What are you thinking ishu!!!!
I remember, once my cousin told me about how her friend's husband converts from romantic husband to a psychopathic lover and try to kill her. But her watchman saves her from that criminal husband of her's. And now he is in jail.
I have to protect myself.
There was a watchman, but here no one will come to protect you.
I instantly got up from bed and make my way to bathroom to do my morning routine.
After 60 minutes I was ready for the day.
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I was standing in front of mirror thinking about my nightmare.
First I saw I kissed him.
Then I am cuddling with him in living room.
Then we went for outing.
We again kissed.
And last he stabbed me.
What kind of idiotic dreams I am having.
He is still sleeping, should I wake him up, for breakfast.
But on second thought, let it be.
Maybe he still has a jet leg from non-stop fifteen hours of flight.
He is hell tired.
And look like he hasn't taken rest complete rest from days.
