His Little Monster

42 } Kunwaro ki Mehfil

Rehan's pov

Where the fuck is this girl hiding?

She has been running away from me since morning after that incident.

She saw everything.... She fucking did.....

And not only that.... She kept on roaming around telling everyone that she has no idea about what's written on my chest.

Apparently....... She's forcing everyone into thinking that I have became too whipped for her that I did it myself.

Not that it's a lie but still.....

Within seconds she ruined that I-don't-give-a-flying-fuck image of mine and now every third person I came across with is looking at me as if I am some love sick puppy searching for my owner.

They are laughing behind my back and making fun of me by calling me a whipped ass.

She's gone..... She's gone for this......

Now nothing can hide her from me when I'll get my hands on her.

Not even her clothes.....

The fucking things I am planning to do to her. But only if I catch her before this Sangeet ceremony starts. Because she's pretty much aware that once this ceremony is started, men and women will be divided in two different sections as per the customs. And both aren't allowed to step in other gender's area.

Women will be having their mehfil inside the house while men can have their share of fun outside.

A kind of bachelor party to be precise for both the folks just a day before the marriage.

I was still searching for her throughout the hall when I felt a sudden commotion going on in the main hall along with some dhol beats.

It didn't took me much time to understand that the function has already started as i could hear the loud voices of females singing some ghoomar songs. Now before someone else throw me out from my own house, i decided to exit with peace. And about her.......

I have my ways to get you Sweetheart....

Smirking to myself, i stepped out in the garden area decorated for us, only to be collided with Vihaan and the group of his friends and some of our cousins. They were nagging him earlier but when they saw me they got quiet like obedient school kids.

"What's going on boys?" I asked sternly noticing that mischievous glint in their eyes.

"Bhai sa vo......" Vihaan trailed off nervously.

"I don't have whole day for this." Crossing my arms over my chest I waited for him to start.

"I'll tell you Bhaiya. Actually..... We were getting bore as the male performers are only singing. And that too Rajasthani folk songs. Which is quite opposite to our taste so......" It was one of Vihaan's friend rubbing his neck with playful smile.

"We were persuading Vihaan to go inside the ladies mehfil so we can sneak behind him. Since he's the only one allowed to step there. But we weren't planning to do anything wrong. I swear....." He justified when he saw me narrowing my eyes at them.

''No need to go anywhere. You see that corner area? That's for you all. The arrangements have been made. DJ, Drinks and stage..... everything's there. Do whatever you guys want but that place shouldn't be converted into a bar." I pointed out the venue i previously instructed the decorators to arrange as I anticipated their reactions when Dadi sa told me about this mehfil night as per our Rajasthani traditions.