MY MISTAKE (MINE SERIES #1)

6. SHARVARI

I kicked the bag again and again with my full force. I need to release my pent-up energy otherwise my mind will explode. Its been two days since my daddy dearest drop the bomb on me. Two days of me coming to gym and releasing my all frustration and anger. I always needed an outlet to let go my negative energy. Given my history, most people would think I will choose sex but they will be sorely wrong. I always considered sex and booze as my time-pass activity. Thats why I never indulge myself into relationships. While it does give me temporary high but its not worth the time and effort. The only time I considered it to be worthwhile was 6 years ago. After that night I never experienced that euphoric feeling again. Just thinking about that certain Mr. black mask gives me chill.

FOCUS SHARVARI FOCUS.

I should think about my wanna-be-husband. Vihaan Oberoi. I have done my fair share of research on him. From what I gathered; he is my family rival. In fact, he despises my family too much. I don't have full detail about why he hates us but I will find out. But the question that is stuck in my mind is why did he agree to this alliance? People like him always have some ulterior motive. I have to be careful and deal with him cautiously.

As I finish my daily dose of assaulting the poor punching bag, I enter the locker room. I showered and change into my casuals. When I took out my phone, I see at least hundreds of messages. Some are from my father asking me to start preparing and his bitch wife sending me wedding outfits. Yeah, sure I will prepare for your funerals. Some are from NGOs that I work with. They just send the list of things they need. One is from Reyaan asking me for my whereabouts as I was basically MIA for last two days. Some texts are from clingy boys who dont get the meaning of No. There was a text from an unknown number. Usually, I avoid these texts as they are mostly some love-sick acknowledgements. But I know this one is different. And I was right.

UNKNOWN: This is Rudra texting on behalf of Vihaan. He wants to meet with you and discuss some important details. If you don't have any other plans, please meet him at Chivalry Café at exact 5 p.m. Thank you and have a good day.

Well talk about surprises coming my way. But it's good as I myself wanted to clear few things with him. I replied with thumbs up and off my phone. He is so arrogant that he can't even text others himself.

Looks like I am going to get my hands full with this meeting. I looked upwards and groaned.

CAFÉ CHIVALRY

I brush my hair with my hands and looked at myself one last time in mirror. I am wearing my peach full sleeve dress that stops just above my knees. I styled my hair and left it open. I look presentable for my first meeting with my wanna-be-husband. I didn't get dressed for him. No. Never, it would be blasphemy if I ever get dressed for a man. I always dress-up for me. It gives me confidence. The most alluring thing a woman can have is confidence.

I enter the café and asked for my seat. The waitress nodded and take me to the one of hidden booth. No one can see who is sitting there. Good place for private conversations. I go there and sit down on the chair. Vihaan was so busy in his phone that he didn't even notice me until I settled down in my chair. When he raises his head, I immediately understand why everyone fears him. His eyes. Eyes speak more than person. And his eyes hold so much hate for me that I can feel it in my bones. I straighten my posture and smile sweetly.

"Hello there. You wanted to meet me."

He glared at me and speak in his cold tone "You are 5 min late."

Woah! Talk about arrogance. This man is walking definition of it.

I pouted and say sweetly "Aww, no hello or Hii? Is this a good way to treat your future wife?"

"Listen I didnt come here for your dramatics." he snarled.

I laughed a little. "You cant tolerate my dramatics for a minute and yet agreed to marry me. Care to tell me the reason for your dumb decision."

"Why don't you ask your father?"

"I tend to have daddy issues as I am sure you knew about already. And I know you have done your research on me. Now please elaborate your main agenda for this meeting."

Something flashed in his eyes but it was too fast to notice. He leans forward and clasped his hand together in front of him.

"This marriage is only for contract. After the contract is done, we will be on our separate ways but until then you have to play the role of nice wife. And yes, stop your scandal hunt from now on. I don't want my name to get tarnished because of you."

"First of all, I don't give two fucks about your name or you. You might want to level down your holier-than-thou attitude if you want things in your favor. And don't you dare show me your attitude like I'm dying to marry you. Under normal circumstances I won't even look at you but I have my reasons as you have yours." I deliver him my award-winning speech.

What does he think of himself? A god? I may admit that he has built like a Greek god but that doesn't make him untouchable. Sharvari Malhotra doesn't take shit from anyone.

He pursed his lips and took deep breath as to control his anger. Any other person may back away but not me. I never back off from jerks as I'm dealing with them for all my life.

"Never speak to me again in that tone. No one ever disrespect me and stays alive."

"Here's the reality check for you Mr. Oberoi. Respect goes both ways. To receive it you have to give it to others. You're welcome by the way." I say smilingly.

I know I am getting on his nerves and to be honest I am liking this little too much. This is our first meeting and we are already started off rough. God knows how we are going to survive this period of marriage.

He exhaled one last time and stood up to leave.

"Nice meeting you Vihaan. Can't wait for the big day. And a word of advice next time contacts me on your own or you can wait for eternity for me to show up." Again, I said sweetly.

I always use my sweetest tone because I know how much it annoys the other person. No person can get away with devaluing me.

He looked at me one last time and shakes his head.

I smirked knowingly.

He put on his glasses and left.

Looks like I'm going to enjoy my coffee alone. Better for me.