What happens when the groom you are supposed to marry runs away from marriage?
Horrible right!!
You have to deal with taunts, humiliation, sympathy and what not!!
Yep! The same situation is faced by Naina Sharma, who is the bride-to-be of Aakash...
I felt someone's hand on my shoulder pulling me closer... I looked at him with wide open eyes...
'What now? Sleep.. I know you must be tired of all the wedding and all.. moreover it will take 1 hour more to reach home.. till then you can rest and I guess you can't take rest while leaning over the window and so I thought...' I nodded my head leaning over his shoulder.. while he held me protectively so that I didn't feel any discomfort...
'Thank You' I murmured... 'sleep' is the reply which I got in return....
Soon I was in my la la Dreamland...
***
After sometime I hear Abhimanyu's voice reaching my ears...
'Naina get up! We reached' He says while shaking me. I being sleep lover, lazily woke up from my dreamland to see a pair of eyes already looking at me with worry... Well! It belongs to my few hours old husband.
'Hey! Are you alright?' he questioned me while masking his emotions very well.. arghhh! This man. Can't he for once show his emotions.. I mentally cursed him.
'Hey! I'm asking you not the car. Are. You. Alright?' he again questioned me with irritated look. Who's gonna fear for him. Well! I'm not. I wanted to shout at him for unknowns reasons but remained silent.
'Im fine. Thanks for asking' I replied him.
He being man of few words nodded his head. 'Shall we?' rolling my eyes I replied 'Sure! Why not Mr. Not so gentleman' As soon as this words left my mouth he raised his perfectly sculptured eyebrow. Gosh! He is so handsome.
'Care to explain your words Miss.' he asked me.
'Firstly, it's not Miss anymore, it's Mrs. Naina Abhimanyu Malhotra get that straight into your shit head. And secondly, you are not being a gentleman here. You should help me in getting out of this bloody car but you being arrogant not even helping' I replied him in not-so-sweet tone.
Rolling his eyes over me he gave me his hand for help 'Thanks Mr. Arrogant' I thanked him for his help which is not from his heart. 'You are welcome Mrs. Arrogant' He replied in his sugar-coated tone.
As soon as I reached the main door, I was left awestruck to see the architecture of the entrance, I know Malhotra's are for sure most influential, filthy rich but not this much.
Malhotra's Mansion
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