Rihaan and Salil, twin brothers. They are similar yet diffirent but they love each other very much. Riya and Samaya two best friends looking for their prince charming.
But what happens when the love they dreamt of finding magically is forced on them...
Samaya was standing in a conrner observing the celebration, neither Rihaya nor Sahil looked like they were not happy from this wedding, they were laughing and enjoying for godsakes.
"Okay time to exchange the rings" Kriti said, the twins sat with their so called to be wives and the rings were exchanged.
Samaya clenched her jaw, fisting her hands seeing Smiti getting to cosy with her Salil. Wait......her Salil she mentally slapped herself for thinking like this.
He is your nothing Samaya, why are you getting effected just chill out. Her mind tried consoling her but it didn't work.
"Andhe ho!! Ankhen nahi hain kya!!" She yelled when she collided with a waiter on her way upstairs.
At night, everyone was alseep peacfully except Samaya. She can't get the image of Salil and Smiti together out of her head. She sat up groaning in frustration, What the hell is happening to her.
The days past with ritual being completed successfuly. Samaya was the one dressing up Salil. She had not smiled even once during this time.
Salil smirked reading the jealousy behind the poker face she had while tying the necklace around his neck.
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"Achha lag raha huna mein" He said as she hmed in reply. She went to move but was pulled back in his muscular chest.
"Jalan ho rahi haina" He said, his voice low and husky.
"Nahi mujhe....mujhe kyu jalan hogi. Hot....hoti to tumhe apne haathon se thodi taiyaar karti mein"
"Babydoll, tum samjhi nahi ho abhi tak mein tumhein tumse behtar jaanta hun. Aur rahi baat taiyaar karne ki to mera waada hai tum inhi haathon se ye shaadi rokogi" He said kissing her hand.
"Galat phemi hai naahi mein is shaadi mein shaamil hongi aur na use rokungi" She said. She was so decided about this that she didn't even bother to change out of her top and shorts.
"Babydoll....mein puchh nahi raha bata raha tha. Kyunki tumhara jo dil haina use jaanta hun mein abhi ehsas nahi hoga lekin jab samjh aayega aur sach pata chalega to khud neeche aaogi mujhe lene" He said and walked out kissing her cheek on the way.
Samaya shut the door and sat down on the bed, truth? What truth is he talking about? And what will she understand.
She is very clear with her feelings, Salil is just her boss and nothing else to her....right? No. Her heart said making her bite the inside of her lips.
He is your husband, your love accept this Sam you love him. You like his psycho love, you want to be with him. Just accept it.
What if he is faking all this?
If he was faking he wouldn't have taken those bullets.
But am scared he is unpredictable
This is no reason to not love him, you have to risk this for him, for yourselves. Accept it Sam you love Salil. And you like his psychoness don't lie to yourself.
At last she sighed, she lost to her heart, Salil was right she is so not letting this wedding happen. She stood up quickly and changed to go downstairs.
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Salil is her's she knows how to get what's her's, the buzzing of her phone snapped her out of her trance and she clenched her jaw reading the message, Smiti is so dead.
She walked downstairs, everyone was smiling and laughing as Smiti and Salil stood up for the pheres. But he didn't move and stood there smirking.
"Sali..." Smiti was cutt off when someone pulled her away and pushed her off the mandap.
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