~ Mhrw One Shots ~

Arranged Marriage pt 2

It was a bright sunny morning, Pallavi just woke up sighing to herself. Everything that had happened last night hit her once again. Never in her life did she except her own family to practically sell her off.

"After everything I've done for this family, this is how they pay me back." She sighed as tears spilled out of her already puffy eyes.

She freshened up, got ready and went downstairs. Putting on a facade as if nothing ever happened. She greeted her family members as per usual despite her heart breaking each time she thought about what happened. She had managed to convince herself that what ever is happening is for the best. After all she'd do anything for her family's happiness. She ignored her the feeling of betrayal and went off to the DSE.

Meanwhile the Don of Hyderabad, Raghav Rao woke up in his huge mansion alone. He groaned as his head was throbbing in pain. Raghav had decided to drink his problems away as soon as he came back from the deshmukhs last night. He had desperately wished that none of this was true, that he did not have to get married.
" out of everything this is what Amma puts forth in order for her to finally accept me as her son and move back in." He sighed loudly.

Despite not wanting this marriage to go through he had some how managed to convince himself that this is marriage is for the best. He'll end up getting his family back and if that means marrying some random girl then so be. "It's not like I actually have to be in love with her." He told himself. 

His thoughts were interrupted when his phone rang, he looked at the caller id and smiled.

"Amma." He beamed in happiness

"Raghav listen, I need you to go down to Pallavi's shop and tell her that we're  all going to dinner tonight."

"But Amma, why do I have to tell her that, why can't you just tell her yourself." He whined

" because you also need to pick her up and bring her to the mansion so she can get ready with the help from the staff I've hired."

Raghav groaned in frustration. "We're not even married yet and she's already my own mother's favourite" he thought to himself.

"Raghav, did you here what I said? I don't want any buts. I know it's all new to you but do it for my sake please." Amma said.

He sighed in defeat and drove off to the DSE.

He arrived and got out of his car. The people around shivered in fear. He confidently walked into the shop.

Pallavi was frantically walking around the shop trying to get things done. Unaware of her surroundings she tripped on a package and stumbled directly into a hard chest. Hands wrapped around her petite waist stabilising her. She opened her eyes to see the one person she dreaded the most.
" watch where you're going." He said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean too." She said softly.
She tried to get out of his grip, her hair brushing against his face. He tried not too but ended up inhaling the fragrance of her hair.
"Strawberry" he murmured.
"Oh hello, did you just smell my hair?" She asked shocked.

"Oh please, why would I do that? I have no interest in smelling your hair." He huffed out trying not to sound too sus.

Still not entirely convinced, she decided to let it go. He sighed in relief.

P: "Umm are you going to let me?"
R: " oh uh shit yeah, sorry"
He said clearly embarrassed.

P: not to be rude but, what are you doing here?

R: obviously I'm here to buy myself a saree
He replied sarcastically
She rolled her eyes at him
"Ghamandi Rao"

R: "hmmm, did you say something?"
He asked raising an eyebrow