HE himself a billionaire, He rebuild the whole CHAUHAN EMPIRE on his own when it was falling apart. With thousands of efforts and hardworks now he stand above everyone, people respects him, stand behind him but some against him. Many are their who w...
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UTTARA'S POV-
The lights turned off and a bright spotlight fell on us. My hold on his strong arm and an arm was wrapped around my waist holding me. Having Abhimanyu besides me, I really felt safe and protected and I am happy to get married to him because if some stranger was on his place, I really don't know how I will spend the rest of my life with that person. I don't know about love because I never felt that beautiful feeling and many people fell in love after marriages I would be, I guess. Right?
I don't want my marriage to end before it even begins, I want to enjoy every moment with him of our marriage life. I want to give my everything in this marriage and I hope Abhimanyu to do the same thing. I shake my head in the back of my mind kya ho raha hai mere sath bhagwan?
I shake my head mentally and came back to present, looking at many pairs of eyes fixed on us. We both walk down the stairs by eachother's sides, the spotlight following us as we make our way towards the couches arranged for us infront of the bug round stage. The crystal chandelier hanged on the white ceiling above the center of the stage giving golden spotlight light on the stage.
Diya walked on the stairs of the stage with mic in her hand. She look so beautiful in off shoulder red gown with black heels and a matching black choker around her neck, her curly hair flow down till her back. Behind her Aditya followed her cladded in dakr blue suit, holding scripts. Both of them are today's Sangeet program's host, I smiled.
"Welcome welcome welcome." Aditya said on the mic, elegantly like a gentleman he bowed infront of everyone keeping one hand on his left side of his chest. We all clapped eagerly waiting for the program to start.
"We don't want to keep you all waiting, all the peasants take your respected seats and enjoy the Entertainment and Total Dhamaal wala program." Diya said with a wide grinn on her lips. We all clapped our hands once again.
"Let's make this Sangeet program super hit and special for our beautiful couple." Aditya said, pointing his finger at us smiling widely. The photographers click our pictures and the videographers recorded circling around the stage. Loud cheering noise came from our friends who were seated behind us.
I was getting little uncomfortable because my left leg was on display because of the long slit til my thigh and the photographers were taking our pictures. The satin forest green gown hugged my curves and fall freely down on the floor. It has a deep neck which show off my cleavage, my black hair are slightly curled and flow down till my waist. With golden high heels and long earings with my favourite chain locked around my neck. We both are in matching couple outfits. The suit hugged his dominant frame, the first three buttons of his black shirt were undone, giving a view of his tanned chest. The tightly fitted blazer accentuated his bisceps.
The chain of my thoughts break when Abhimanyu looks at me, I quickly lower my eyes. He saw the discomfort in my eyes when he saw me clenching my gown on my thighs to cover the slit. Abhimanyu move his arm on my back and pulled me closed to to his side by his strong hold on the curve of my waist. Wrapping his arm around my waist he kept his palm on my thigh covering the explosive skin, keeping a hold on my thigh, he gave me a squeeze asking me if I am feeling comfortable by his hand placement on my thigh. I look into his hazel green eyes and nods Abhimanyu smiles, his dimples making my heart skip its beats, giving another squeeze on my thigh he look front at the stage.
