Arranged Marriage

~ Torture ~

A/n

It's a very very long chapter. As usual, but a little more longer.

You guys can read in parts, also because for time being, next update will take a while.

I'm sorry those who haven't read my bio, I should tell reason for late update, my hands are full these days. The free time I previously got for writing as a student, now for weeks, I don't get except a sunday as an unemployed girl trying clearing exam.

Comments I read, thankyou so much guys. I couldn't reply to all but I read them all, and it means a lot.

Thankyou.

Enjoy the chapter :)

Also, the place I mentioned in chapter is imaginary. Kalighat in north India, is my imagination.

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"Nng....nikaa!"

"Mm?"

"muv your han outta mii noz!"

This cold weather and warmth. I relish and ignored all outer noise and snuggled deeper in this hot pillow. "Mmm"

"Nika!"

Hearing loud noise on my head, I patted my hand and tried bringing the hot surface closer.

"Mrs Oberoi, move your damn hand and stop patting my face!"

At that cold stern voice, I become heavily concious, and much aware. My hands, for god sake, without even seeing, I knew was on his face, on his pricky beard.

Did this mean...?

Oh bloody hell, I just slapped him!

"Shit, I'm sorry." I said, blinking my sleep away as well, and tried getting away from him abruptly.

His hand instantly held me, bringing my body closer to him, while looking at my face.

"Careful," he commanded in his sleepy voice, the deep one. "you might fall down."

"Oh," and he was right, I'm right on the edge.

I got still, than suddenly shivered as the wintery wind passed through window. "Damn, it's so cold."

The blanket, he pulled it up, covering us up....

"Mrs Oberoi?"

I looked up at him, questioningly. In answer he just gave me a look. Like something is obvious, and I'm not doing it.

But I really didn't understand.

I frowned. "What?"

"Move."

"There is no space."

"I mean...your legs!"

"Ohh"

Not even realised, whole time my legs was clutching to him, just like a monkey clutches on a tree. I immediately bought them to my side.

He tried getting up. Key word tried. But my head, which was now resting on his biceps came as barrier.

He looked at me, only one command in his mind. Even before he could say it, I sighed, telling him. "Fine, fine. I'm getting up."

And this time when I tried, I felt a strong barrier over my waist. I eyed him, raising my eyebrow.