FALLING IN LOVE

CHAPTER 2

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What the Hell!!!

Pragya was walking down the street, trying to register the incident that happened today. 'I want to MARRY YOUR DAUGHTER PRAGYA.' The tuxedo guy's words kept on ringing in her head.

Who the hell is he? How did he know her? He spoke as if he knew her for years. How is that possible? She definitely knows that she has never met him before. Is he some kind of a secret crush? Someone who was having a crush on her for a long time and took this as a chance to get together with her. Is that even possible?

Pragya's imagination was going wild, thinking about it. It's not a bad idea getting married to him? What the fu*k? Is she even considering it? Why the hell is she considering marrying that tuxedo guy? She doesn't even know him.

She is not ready for a relationship. Definitely no for a marriage. It feels like she was running all her life from one cage to another. She doesn't even want to think about the fight she had with her father's family.

"How dare you?" Her step-mother fumed. "After everything we did, how the hell could you think of ruining your sister's life?" Sarla asked.

Pragya scoffs, hearing it. It's not new to her. Whatever happens, they will blame Pragya only. She is their scapegoat.

"Trust me mom, it's for the good." Madhurima said, while swiping her mobile, not caring about anything going on.

Bitch!

"You are suppose to be Mrs. Mehra." Sarla said, pointing at Madhurima.

"I have no such desire."

"Neither do I." Pragya said along with her. For the first time in life, Pragya felt in sync with her step-sister. "Just tell him that I'm not interested in this marriage. Chapter close."

"That's it. Do you think it's that easy?" Her biological father asked sarcastically. "Do you even know who the hell we are dealing with?"

"I don't care."

"You should. He is one of the most top and successful men. And this deal is very important and crucial to me. I can't take any risk. Better marry him."

Pragya felt stunned and irritated, hearing it.

"How can you say such a thing Dharmesh." Sarla looked at him with disbelief.

"Do you have a better idea?"

"You guys have no rights to order me."

"I'm your father."

"As if you behaved like one to me."

Dharmesh gave an embarrassed look.

"You were never a father to me or neither of you were my family. This is my life and no one has any rights to interfere in this."

"Show some respect to your father. You wouldn't even be standing like this if it is for him. We provided you with food and luxury and this is how you pay us back?"

"Oh don't you all worry. I will pay you all with interest. And by the way, you didn't do all that for free. You guys were concerned about your reputation. Don't talk as if you guys are saints. And by the way, thank you for this so-called dinner. I feel no appetite."

Pragya said and walked out of the house, feeling relieved. She's not gonna marry him. Never.

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Pragya was walking aimlessly on the road. When she noticed her cafe, she thought of getting a cup of coffee for herself.

Pragya entered the cafe and saw Bulbul arranging the tables. Bulbul turned towards the entrance and was taken aback, seeing Pragya.