Her Husband

Chapter 1

Nandini's pov

Is it weird that my parents still believe in the whole phenomena that girls aren't born to be daughter but instead daughter in laws, it's like they only took care of me so one day they could be happy giving me away to a man and his family.

To me, it's the most messed up thing because my older sister is going through something like that, she is supposed to get married to this huge man who has came by once but I didn't like his aura so I kind of just hid in my room, my parents didn't mind either so that's good.

My sister, alia murhty, she is this diva haha, gorgeous lady. Every head turns when she walks by and if it was possible my parents would lay rose petals under her feet if they could and then there is me. Nandini murhty, the clumsiest little human who dresses like a old man but it's comfortable

see I love my family, I love my sister, actually let me rephrase, I Loved my sister but I don't anymore, I hate her well I want to hate her but I know I can't, its not something I'm good at. She is a couple years older than me and my parents have given her so much freedom, and if I got half of what she got, I would have for sure been in college right now but instead I am getting ready to run away

So my plan is to run out the back door instead of the front because that way not many can catch me and the some that can, I will bounce. No I am not running away after committing a crime, intact im running before I can commit one.

So my sister had the brightest idea to run away right before she is supposed to get married and me being the younger one i am the one getting sacrificed. And you know I wouldn't have cared but the reason for it all is messed up, she loved this man but he doesn't, he jsut needs a wife for some reason, at least thats all I know

Adrenaline pumps in my body as I look down the window to see if I could make it without breaking a bone or two, making sure I won't die, I grab my tiny bag I packed for a couple days and closed my eyes jumping out

"Ahhh" I groan in pain when I land on my butt

"Running somewhere darling?" I hear a manly voice I somewhat recognize

Out of everyone in this whole entire world, he is the one who catches me running, great, fantastic, arghhhhh why is this my luck?

I look up and meet his dangerous but pretty hazel brown eyes. I don't know why but even though I had only seen him once I hadn't forgotten his eyes

"No" I said standing up

"I sure hope not, because that wouldn't be so nice, now would it wifey?" He asks and I had the urge to make a run for it

Instead of replying I clutched my bag pack in my hands and looked at him to get an inside on his body language and once I see his shoulder a little relaxed I run

It was a bad idea, because he grabbed my waist carrying me inside through the back door which he shouldn't know, not unless he was showed this door

"Bad idea wasn't it?" He asks

"Can I offer you something to let me go, i'll even find you a wife" I offer

"Yeah you can offer me something" he says as he carried me sideways

"What is it?" I ask

"Keeping that mouth shut until after the wedding"

"Why me though?" I ask

"Should've asked that bitch who ran away"

"Hey don't call my sister that" I yell

"Keep your voice down" he orders, why did my sister even want to marry him

"Why was she marrying you?" I asked

"because I paid your parents and clearly they couldn't keep their end of the bargain so you are going to be a good girl and marry me okay"

wait a second, they got paid, is that why alia ran? Hold up, what in the karate chop world is going on?

"Keep her on a damn leash until she is my wife" he roars as he places me on my feet

As I was about to revert back, a hand comes close to my face and faster than I can dodge, my cheek stung so bad, I looked up to see my father. He slapped me, I look at him in shock but it didn't bother him one bit

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE RAISE YOUR HAND ON MY WIFE" he yells grabbing my father's throat

"Please let him go, please" my mother says grabbing the man's arms

"Im sorry" my father says as the man lets him go

he walks over to me and moves my hand from my face, he caresses my cheek gently sending soothing sensations down my spine for some reason. Everything was so odd, like I have absolutely no idea what's going on

"Get the fuck out of my face" he screams to my parents as they leave the room with absolutely no words, they left me there with him like what the heck man

If he can threaten my dad, who by the way is the worst human in this world but I do love him because he is my father, then how am I safe with him?

"Are you okay?" He asks

"Huh? Okay waht?" I ask

"Are you okay?" He asked again

"Yeah, im fine"

"Put the bag down and walk with me" he said

"No, I don't wanna go anywhere" I say pulling back from him

I hadn't noticed that he was still caressing my cheek

"I either carry you to the venue outside or you walk, up to you" he said

"No, what? No I am not marrying you"

"Yes you are"

"No I am not" I yell this time

"Very well" he says picking me up as he carried me like I weigh nothing

"Ahh let me go" I yell punching his back

I yell a whole bunch of curses but he doesn't say a sing'e thing, as he approaches the door I freak out because there is about a 100 people out there and he is going to make a fool of me

"Okay fine fine, ill walk" I yell

I could've swore he had a smirk on his face when he placed me on the floor but whatever. I fixed my wedding dress, yup I was eloping alone in my wedding dress, I don't care

"Where is my dad?" I ask turning a bit to look behind him, he is huge and can hide humans behind him

"Doens't matter, lets go"

"But he is supposed to walk me down the aisle"

"Yeah but he slapped you so lets go, this isn't so traditional anyways" he says making me frown