With You, I Live

10: SHARMA JI'S BETA

Obviously, my plan didn’t go well! My family was shaken.
 
I was afraid that either my mum or dad will have a heart attack like in those indian dramas. But thankfully nothing like that happened.
 
I told them I was kidnapped and Ezequiel had saved me but in return had asked me to marry him as a favour. I told them he was a businessman which wasn’t a lie. He might look like a gangster but that might just be me judging a book by its cover. They seemed to be in shock for a long time and I could sense Ezequiel's impatience. I didn’t tell them that if my said husband was bored of me, we would divorce. I decided to tell them that piece of information later.
 
Looks like I didn’t need Ezequiel to back me up. When the silence got too much, Ezequiel left. He just simply walked away. My brother rose his eyebrows at the blatant disrespect and I had to apologize for him and tell them that it was almost 3 in the morning here and that he was sleepy. After that, questions after questions were just thrown at me.
 
“Yes Pappa, he takes good care of me.”
 
“No mumma! I’m not on a diet.”
 
“Shut up idiot! I’m not getting you a new phone just because you broke the previous one throwing it at a rabid dog that was chasing you.” I deadpanned at my brother. He should have just let that dog bite him rather than throw his damn phone at it. Ezequiel entered the room with his laptop but sat on the couch opposite to me.
 
“My only princess just got married. And we weren't even there to witness it.
 
I wanted to select an amazing man for you, someone who’ll take care of my princess like a queen. I wanted to hand you to him personally and do all the rituals traditionally. Not under the situation you are in.” My Pappa said with teary eyes. My mum was already heavy on crying and my brother looked sad. My heart broke and I couldn’t stop the tears flowing out my eyes.
 
“Pappa! Don’t cry. Ezequiel does take care of me like a queen. He let’s me do anything I want. He even let me work even though he’s a billionaire himself. I live in this huge mansion and I can get anything I want with just a snap of my fingers.
 
I know you wanted to do all the rituals and stuff but my marriage did happen according to all the indian rituals. I missed you then Pappa but I thought of you, mumma and Siddharth the whole time. But I’m happy Pappa, really really happy.” I told him trying to convince him that I’m happy and it was the truth! Ezequiel took care of me like a queen. Ever since I’ve married him, hasn’t deprived me of anything.
 
Though now that I think about it, I must have sounded like a gold digger mentioning all the luxuries that he gave me right in front of him. I looked up at him sheepishly, hoping to receive a judging or disgusted look but to my surprise he was looking at me softly. I blushed and looked down shyly, wondering why he was giving me that look. He walked towards me and I was kinda scared that he would do something inappropriate in front of my parents.
 
“Mr and Mrs. Malhotra, I assure you that Zkyaraya is in good hands. And baby, if your parents are upset about not being able to see you get married, how about you marry me again?” he asked me as he sat real close to me.
 
My eyes teared up at his question. My family was the one thing I missed at my wedding except which my marriage exceeded my own expectations. The fact that this was man was willing to go through all of that for me and my family had me really emotional.
 
“But they live in India and my dad wanted to get me married with all of my family members and I bet there are more than 500 of them.” I told him sniffling.
 
“It’s fine baby girl! I’ll take care of it.” He said softly and wiped my tears.
 
Please send help!
 
Because I’m trying so hard to not fall in love, but this man just makes it difficult every second of my life.
 
The both of us were brought out of our trance when my brother cleared his throat.
 
“If you say he makes you happy, then I’ll have to take your word for it. He did save your life. But why did you want my daughter to marry you in return?" my dad asked.
 
Actually I saved his! But fine, I’ll let him take all the credit because he’s hot. But that’s not important because we have more pressing issues here.
 
“Um because I know your daughter from before. We met through a-" he drawled out.
 
This fucker already forgot his part. He and his pea sized brain.
 
“A mutual friend dad. A. Mutual. Friend!” I gritted out, trying not to look annoyed.
 
“Go ahead hubby! Tell them.” I told him with a very big sarcastic smile.
 
“And then I thought she was beautiful and kind. So after saving her I saw it as a great opportunity for myself.” He said all of that fastly and with a straight face.
 
He ruined it! He fucking ruined it! He had one job and he ruined it.
 
I’m going to kill this man and I don’t care how handsome he is!
 
“Hmm. I still could have picked out a better husband for my princess but one tear from her eyes and I’m getting her married to Sharma ji's beta”
 
God dad! He doesn’t know who’s Sharma ji's beta and Sharma ji's beta is a two timing bitch.
 
I thought as I mentally rolled my eyes. I was honestly surprised that my family was not making a huge deal out of it. I don’t know if it was my diamond ring or my costly mangalsutra or the diamond necklace or the diamond earrings that I was purposefully flashing that mellowed their shock and made them agree to this whole arrangement.
 
I’m not saying my family is greedy or anything. It’s just I wanted to subtly show all of these to support that my husband was giving me everything I want and was keeping me happy.
 
And when I say he’s giving me everything, I’m talking about that no- nonsense, big, juicy and thicc dick of his. It’s the best dick in the entire world and let’s not forget that tongue. That man was a whole in one package and the fact that I was the lucky bitch that has him, makes me so fucking happy.
 
After that, we had planned on going to India for our remarriage the next week. My family was so excited that they ended the call so that they can go and plan everything.
 
“Did you seriously forget your part Ezequiel?” I turned to him annoyed.
 
“No! But it was worth getting you all annoyed and frustrated. You looked adorable!” he said and chuckled at the end. I blushed furiously.
 
This man is impossible!
 
“So this Sharema or whatever his name was, is he going to be a problem? Your fucking mine and anyone who comes in between will have their head separated from their body.” He growled as he grabbed my jaw and pushed me down on the couch.
 
Although it was cute that he was jealous, something in his eyes, something dark, told me that he was serious as fuck!

And just like that, a week after all that drama, here I am, all dressed up for my engagement with my husband!

*Edited

28 August 2021

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