Krish dragged her inside home and took her own room.
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Krish home☝️
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Krish bedroom☝️
Meanwhile she called her left hand. She ordered him.
Ks: arrange for a priest.
He was confused but nodded anyways. Krish walked back to her room with a shopping bag in her hand and threw it towards hm who was sitting on her bed with an expressionless face.� Krish warned her.
Ks: ye dress pehan lijiye hum apko 5 minute baad lene aayenge and yes no smart moves.��
And left the room. Hm broke down immediately and leaned on the ground.� What had she done to receive this kind of treatment? She looked at the shopping bag and unwillingly opend it. There was a goun. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine such a marriage. It was not a marriage According to her but a horrible dream which she never wanted to experience. She undressed herself and wore the gown anyways.� She did not feel a need to wash her face. Let the world watch the way she was humiliated by a devil in disguise.
After 5 minute
There was a knock on her door. Krish flung opened the door after no response and found her to be wife all set Let's go. .� She held her wrist and pulled her out. They walked together towards the open garden area where a priest was standing on a podium looking questioningly at the two. Krish asked the priest.�
Ks: I want to merry her. Can we have the ceremony please?
Priest added: umm... Alright but you need certain arraignments fir the rituals.
He noticed hm was not looking happy but did not question anything. Krish ordered her left hand for necessary thing that the priest needed.��� In less 1 hour everything was arranged. The rituals started. There was no one to witness the faithful marriage. They felt pity for the girl who was being to someone cruel like this. Was all that was going inside hm's brain.�
Hm: isse achha to hum mar gye hote.
Krish was questioned.
Priest: Do you accept her wife.�
Krish replied: yes no doubt.
The priest asked hm.
Priest: do you accept her husband.
She was too lost to answer. Krish pinch her fingers onto hm's hand as she was holding her hands causing her to wince a little and come back to reality. She nodded unwillingly� Some moisture brimmed her eyes. After a few more vows the priest said to exchange the rings.
Priest:Now you May kiss your bride.
Krish smirked seeing a vulnerable and weak hm in front of her.� The one who had dared to beat her Was the one who was beaten and defeated harshly today. Krish pulled hm by her waist and said.
Ks: ye sab room mein hoga hai na wify.
and let her go. The ceremony ended well. Everyone left leaving KarEena alone. She dragged her inside her room and locked it from inside.��� She ordered her left hand to no let anyone else disturb them. She let hm sink down her bed in the wedding attire while she took of her clothes. Krish said in her usual cold tone.
Ks: Mrs. Singh hum aapko ek promise de sakte hain.
Hm did not look up. She just wished it was all a dream and she would wake up any moment. Krish declared proudly.�
Ks: hum hamesha aapke saath loyal rahenge lekin hume jo aur jitna man karega wo sab aapke saath karenge.��
She said and coming close to hm which caused her to back a little.�� Krish traced her face with her ring finger she said and leaned closer to hm. ��
(Note - Now mature contect ahead. I skip the the part I am not comfortable write part)
Krish collapsed on top of bed. Both of them panted and gasped for oxygen. Krish smirked while laying on bed.
