Sirayat: Love of a Mafia

She slapped him!!

Aadhya's POV

I abruptly woke up; my eyes took time to adjust to the light. A ray of sunlight directly fell on my face. I raised my hands to cover my face and took some time to revive everything that happened in my life. Reminding me of how my life took another drastic change in the last 24 hours.

First, an unexpected marriage that took all my dreams and excitement and bundled it off the hill.  And yesterday he crushed all the remaining pieces that were left which were reflecting an ounce of hope for our relationship.

What is my fault if I fell for someone?

In my entire twenty-one years old life, I never tried to be emotionally attached to an opposite gender other than my brother and dad. I always saved myself, my emotions and my first times for my prince charming, whom I'll marry. Never thought I'll marry an emotion-sucking vampire who sucks his own emotions inside and that of the people around him.

I took a deep breath, throwing all my thoughts to the back of my head and diverted my attention to the window to witness a beautiful sunset. I am fully aware of his presence next to me, but I don't care anymore. I have had enough of his sayings, and his manipulative directions of playing the role of a harsh person.

I wouldn't change myself or my emotional behavior for him or anyone in my new home. I'll always be how I am, an open book who wouldn't care about her surroundings anymore. I wouldn't burden myself by wearing a façade of being someone who I never want to be, nor will I show my vulnerable side to anyone anymore.

I came out of my chain of thoughts when the car suddenly halted, and a luxurious hotel came into my view.

"We are going to freshen up here and you are going to change" were the words that fell in my ears.

Unlike the fairy tale she dreams about, a new life awaits her. Her determination of sticking to her cheerful, bubbly personality, and maintain her usual way of pouring her emotions out will shatter. It would shatter in pieces if she caught one sight of his ruinous world.

His past actions aren't enough to convince her that his world is far more treacherous than her predictions. In the end, things will happen under his commands.

At Sarkar Haveli

The door to a grandiose palace opened revealing luxurious architecture inside. The magnificent grandeur hall is looking marvelous with the heavy rose decoration. Giant candle stands are placed in the corners making the place look aesthetic with golden lightning.

All the helpers of the house are dressed properly, with dark red pagri draped on the heads of male servants which contrast well with their white pathani while the female workers are all wearing white sarees with dark red borders. Everybody roaming here and there busy doing the assigned task.

"Rashmi, where is the puja thal?"  Came a womanly voice from the kitchen side.

"Madam, it's on the counter," A middle-aged lady said and took quick steps toward the kitchen.

"How many times have I told you not to prepare the thali this way, huh?" Came another calm but a bit loud and tensed voice from the kitchen.

"Maa, Kabir bhaiya said they already left the airport and will be here in another 5-10 minutes"

Sanam entered the kitchen announcing the soon arrival of Veer and his bride. She is excited to welcome her sweet Bhabhi.

Veer's marriage happened in serious circumstances, and his sudden decision to get married while on a work trip shocked all his family members.

Even after days of being married, his wedding hits differently because they didn't get to celebrate any pre-wedding rituals or mentally prepare themselves to see their Sarkar as a married man.