COLD HEARTED
ARROGANT
AMBITIOUS
Vihaan Oberoi knows only two things. Conquer and Destroy. He always thought feelings are useless that distract a person from its goal. He never believed in happily ever after neither he wanted one for himself. But wha...
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That's it. Today is my wedding day. The D-day that ever girl dreams of since childhood but never me. I never thought about my wedding day before because I never wanted love. And marriage without love is baseless. Baseless right. My marriage is also going to be baseless. Thank God this is just for some time and after that I will be free.
I stand in front of mirror and stare at myself. Though I chose this outfit without looking, its actually beautiful. The red heavy lehenga is loaded with intricate designs and patterns. It is coordinated with golden embroidered blouse. There is lots of mirror work on skirt and dupatta. The dupatta has heavy border with gold work and perfectly styled on my head. My make-up is flawless. Everything is perfect except one. There is no happiness inside me.
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"Wow mam you look stunning." My make-up artist complimented.
I just smiled. I have no words to say. They must be thinking that I'm a happy bride but only I know about the storm that is going on inside me.
I am missing my mom so much today. If she was here then she would never have allowed me to marry for a deal. My mother always wanted a perfect love life for me. I miss you mama so much. I'm so sorry that I'm disappointing you by agreeing for this pact but I don't have any choice.
My makeup artists has left the room and now its only me. I looked at myself one last time and took a deep breath. You can do this Sharu. Its for Savi maa. All this will be over after the deal.
"Are you ready Dii?" Reyan asked me knocking the door.
"Yes, I'm ready" I replied opening the door.
"Woah dii you look fabulous. I wish you are happy also." He said with a sad smile.
"Don't worry about me. You know I can take care of myself and kick anyone ass." I assured him softly.
"Yeah, I know that's why I am maintaining my calm otherwise you know I would start sweating worrying about you. Oh yes Sarthak bhai wanted to talk with you. Wait a minute I'm calling him."
I frowned. Sarthak is two years older than me and Reyan's brother. Though we don't have bond like me and Reyu but he cares about me. He lives in Amsterdam and started his own business. We barely contact each other as we both don't like showing affection vocally. But I know he always have my back.
"Hey Sarth what's up? See I'm finally a bride like we used to play in childhood." I said trying my best to smile. I know Sarthak surely knows all details but I cant show weakness and worry him.
"Listen to me Sharu. You don't know what you are going to face. Vihaan is a merciless man and on top of that he loathes our family. I know you have your reasons for this agreement but think again. I don't want you to get hurt." He stated in his dead tone.
Thank God I walk away from Reyu otherwise he would have started panicking after hearing this.
"I know. I will handle this. And please don't stress yourself I will be fine. And you know what I'm capable of doing if anyone messes with me."
"Okay. Just tell me if anything happens." With that said the line goes off.
I took some deep breaths and start moving towards mandap with Reyu.
This is an intimate ceremony with only closed family members present. But still my father manages to invite some big names for showing off. I held my head high and climb up mandap. Here he is. Sitting like a king on his throne. Vihaan Oberoi. My temporary husband.
I sit beside him and the priest starts puja. I didn't pay any attention to anything. Afterall all of this is fake.
Everything happens like a flash. We put garlands around others neck. Vihaan glared at me like he wanted to strangle me with this garland. I just smirked and challenge him with my eyes. Try that asshole and see what will happen.
Now comes the kanyadaan. My father stepped forward but I stopped him.
"This is my right. You cant stop me." he says gritting his teeth.
"You don't have any right on me. Reyan will do the rituals." I replied without looking at him.
I hear some hawww and ooohhhs and felt Vihaan gaze at me but didn't bother to spare any glance.
Finally, the last step. Vihaan tied nuptial chain and filled my hairline with vermilion.
"Now you are husband and wife. May god bless you both with love and happiness. You can now take blessings from elders." Priest said.
"Welcome to your personal hell" Vihaan whispered darkly.
Before I can reply he drags me towards his mother for blessings.
She hugged me and I instantly feel softness.
"You just look like Sheetal. May god bless you." She said cupping my cheeks.
"You know my mom." I said holding my tears.
She nodded and smiles at her son.
"We are leaving" he announced and then left.
I followed him with her mother by my side. I notice there are some men as well.
"Hey Bhabhi! I'm Neil the youngest and the hottest. He is Arush and that man over there with bhai is Shivansh." Says the man in black sherwani.
Now that I notice they look almost similar. But at least Neil seems more approachable.
"Hello to you too Neil. Nice to know you." I said grinning.
"Get in the car. We don't have all night." Barks my husband.
"Beta you go alone with Vihaan. We will come in another car." Says his mom.
Fuck me. Alone with the devil. In his car. At night.
Oh god!! Please save him. I don't want to kill him this early.
