The Billionaire's Bride

Chapter One : Piyashi returns home

Piyashi's Pov

"Mumma,stop!Okay,we will talk about my marriage  when Anya di's marriage takes place."

"Okay,don't  listen to me.When you end up alone,then you will remember what I said.Make sure to come this Friday...no excuses!Your father and your sister's  in laws are waiting  to meet you!"

I  laugh and tease,"What about you?You're  not missing  me?"

"Don't pull my leg here.I'll see you  in a few days,beta.I'll cook your favorites."she says and my mouth waters thinking  about the kachoris,samoosas and kheer.

"Thanks,ma.You're the best!"I say,giggling and then she asks,"Okay,bye.Wait-did you call your sister?"

I gulp,"Um...ma,I  think my boss is calling  me.SeeyouloveyouBye!"I say in one breath.

It's  not like I don't  like my sister.I love her but sometimes  she can be too much.The last time I phoned her she was talking  about her new boyfriend and that she was going to dump him.Then she was talking  about how rich her in laws were and I felt bad how she was saying it.

Oh,anyway...let me introduce myself.I'm Piyashi Malhotra.I'm 22 years old.I live in the USA and work  as a personal assistant.I have friends here...Grace and Rohan.I  live in apartment with Grace.She's a really lovely girl with blonde  hair and  hazel eyes.I'm so jealous of people with light coloured eyes.Why couldn't I have eyes like that?Mine is plain  brown along with my plain curly brown hair and my plain brown skin.Meh.

Anyway,Rohan!Rohan is more of an acquaintance than friend...he's  more of Grace's friend who visits sometimes.He's a little creepy because he stares at me sometimes.I think that Grace is trying to get us together  because she always asks me what I think about him.

I don't want a relationship  yet.I'm still young and I believe in love...I  want a love marriage not an arranged  marriage. I want to be happy not settle for someone I know that will never love me.Anya di and I have always been opposites.Where I see the positive ,she sees the negative.She's only two years bigger than me.Unlike me,she inherited  mom's looks which means she has  straight brown hair,hazel eyes,fair skin with dimples on both cheeks.She likes keeping in shape instead of eating all the kachoris like I do.Heehee.
But I hope that she is happy with her decision of an arranged  marriage.

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"I'll  miss you,Piya."Grace says ,hugging  me.I roll my eyes,"Don't  be dramatic ,Grace.I'm only going to India for  maybe a week or two.I'll be back soon."

As I drag my suitcase to the cab,I think about my family.My  friendly dad,my stern but loving mom and my crazy,hot-headed sister.I missed them and I can't  wait to see them again.

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Third pov

A girl looks in the mirror eyeing herself.She smiles and applies lipstick skillfully.
"Anya,how long are you taking?Your in laws are already here!"her mother says and she rolls her eyes.
"They can wait a little longer.Who has come?"she says ,putting some cream on her face.
"Your  father and mother in law.Your sister in law is also here."her mother Reena says and then leaves.

She sighs.He is not here again.She has heard from her friends that he is very hot but he didn't  show his face.His Instagram is private and there's only blurry photos of him.They didn't  even have an engagement  and anyway her boyfriend Tarun has been calling her since her marriage got fixed.

She didn't tell Tarun but she doesn't  want to.She will just break up with him later.She wants to marry into this family...The Kapoor family.She wants to become Mrs.Anya Kapoor.

She stands up after getting ready in a royal blue anarkali and checks herself  in the mirror."Beautiful."she says and heads downstairs.

After greeting everyone with a forced smile,she serves them samoosas as they talk about wedding.His sister is so annoying...doesn't  she stop talking!?Why does she need to talk to me?

I'm so bored but I think about the gold on my mother in law's  neck and grin internally.Soon all of that will belong to me.I will make him...Mr.Aryan Kapoor  fall so in love with me that he will do anything to keep me happy.I will become one of those elite wives and have all the riches that I could ever want.

The doorbell rings and Anya looks up from staring at her hands in thought.
"I'm back,mama!Hope that you've  made  kachoris."She hear her mother  whispering something  to her sister  and she  sees her sister walk in.She sees them trying not to laugh at her sister's antics.

Piyashi greets the guests and take the elder's blessings.
She looks around and notices that the groom is missing.

"Where's  jiju(brother in law)?"she blurts out and then internally  strangles herself.

Preeti,the groom's sister smiles at Piya,"He's busy.We are sorry that he couldn't  be here but he's  a workaholic. He'll be here for the rest of the functions."

Piyashi's  pov

I drag my heavy suitcase to my room.I look around and see it's kept as I left it 2 years ago.I hear the guests leaving and I sit on my bed.I need to unpack my stuff but I'm so lazy and hungry.

I step out of my room and I hug Anya di."Di, I'm so excited for your wedding.Finally there's a wedding in the family."

She smiles,"Hmm.It's all good but they decided to have a simple wedding instead of a grand wedding.I wanted everyone to know that I'm getting married to Aryan Kapoor."

I laugh,"Oh ho,Aryan Kapoor.It seems like you're very eager for this wedding."I tease and she nudges me playfully.

"Piya,come here!Are you so busy chatting that you can't see your mother for a while?" 
We   snicker at our dramatic mother and I  drag my  tired self to the kitchen to hug her.
Then I see the love of my life sitting on a bowl waiting to be devoured by me.

My mouth waters at the samoosas and she shakes her head,"Go freshen up and then come and eat.We have  a lot to tell you.You know...your sister got such a good alliance.The boy is good and their family is so rich.They...."
I sigh.This is going to be a long week.