Bound by Fate | [✓]

37. My Husband (M)

My head hurts.

Hell, my head hurts like hell.

Everything around me is spinning like I am riding a merry go round in the park.

I see everything multiplied by two.

I am walking but it feels like I'm flying high and high...

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Am I drunk?!

God?! Am I drunk in front of my beloved Mother-in-law and Father-in-law?!

And where the hell I am?! It looks like prison. Am I in jail?!

"Isha, where are we?" I tried to stable my vision on Debasmita Kaki aka my future mother-in-law and Anurag Kaka aka my future Father-in-law.

"Are we in jail? Did I finally kill Atharva for talking too much?"

"I have no idea but god, Debasmita Kaki looks sexy from here, doesn't she?" Ishani was as drunk as me. Rather, more. Chunking three bottles of beer, two dozen glasses of vodka and a tinee-tiny bottle of whisky.

"Anurag Kaka is mighty lucky, don't you think?"

"I heard you, Isha."Deba kaki said as her calm but fiery stare fell on me. "And thank you for your compliment. Anu is indeed lucky to have me, am I right?"

"I am." Anurag Kaka blushed as if they're newly married couple and Atharva pretended to vomit.

Oh. Atharva is here! Oh my, my soon-to-be husband is here!

I was missing him. I was missing him when I couldn't fit into this fucking white dress. It's too tight against my body. It looks like the new skin on my body. Wrapping my chest and ass. Thanks to Ishani and Amara, they picked up the outfit for me. Even though I was happy with jeans and sweaters, they said I need an appropriate 'Fuck, I'm getting married' outfit because soon I won't be able to fit into it.

So here I am,

Wearing the white, ass and boobs dress but thank god it at least covered my thighs and knees because I catch cold so fast...

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"Do you see that guy over there?" Ishani pointed at Advik as if she has never ever seen him before. She is definitely drunken than me. "I think he is cute. Should I ask him out?"

"Isha, I think he is your fiancé ." I said, squinting my eyes to look at Advik. My blur vision hasn't fully back.

"Is he?!" Ishani's jaw dropped as she watched Advik with a shock. "No way! Is he really my fiancé?!"

"I am, Cupcake." Advik stood up from his place as he walked towards us with lazy steps. "I am your fucking fiancé. Thanks for remembering it."

"Does that mean if I ask you to sleep with me, you would?" Ishani looked up at Advik with surprise. Advik's face got a wide smile as he see his Cupcake being all drunk and cute.