It's been two weeks since I'm back in India. And it's been a week my mom has been nagging me about getting engaged with my aunts daughter, paternal side. Well, she's been asking me to get married but i wasn't interested back then, actually I'm still not interested yet but to stop my mom's nagging, i agreed and decided to get engaged with a woman who's involved in affairs with numerous guys not that i care however, i agreed and tomorrow's my engagement. My mom seemed so vibrant, when i finally agreed. I don't know why she wants me to marry that woman who i barely know even though they've been living in our house since my aunts husband died. So, my father made the biggest regretful decision and took their responsibility and now they want me to marry, cos they think she's perfect for me. What a joke..
That woman is anything but perfect.
It won't matter cos obviously we're not gonna be a real couple like others, I even lost the count of the men she's involved in with. I'm not a stalker but i had to investigate what kind of a person i was marrying. So, I've actually planned to ruin my own engagement. I despise her, such a nuisance.
Well, my mom has been telling me to go along with her and "my future fiancee" for shopping, i kept denying but my mom was not willing at all and forced me.
"Aryaan you will come with us for shopping"
"Mom I'm sorry i can't go along with you guys, you should go"
"No, you will come with us, and that's my final decision"
After a few moments, mom forced me and and i had no way but to go along with her. I sighed in defeat and said "ok, I'll go with you guys"
All of us sat in the car and motioned towards the department store.
While on our way there,i noticed that Kyra, my fiancee has been texting someone since we sat in the car and i knew who it was, her new fling.
I diverted my attention from her and looked at the road.
"Aryaan,Mr. Rudra Rathores daughter is back from New York"
My mom said, i just know that Mr. Rudra has a daughter who studies in New York, i don't know who she is nor I'm interested in knowing her
"ohk, cool"
I gave a dry reply to her statement as i wasn't interested and didn't know what to say about it.
"I invited their family to your engagement. Have you ever met her, maybe you haven't that's why i invited them to your engagement. Their daughters name is" Kiara".
Kiara, hmm i don't know why but it intrigues me.We reached the department store and my started getting busy in whatever she came for. We stopped at a jewelry shop, my mom showed kyra a ring asking her about if it's good or not, in return she mustered a fake smile. What a hypocrite..
I don't care how she is with me or if she cheats on me but she's not allowed to do any of that with my parents.
After a while, kyra got a call,
"umm I've a call to attend, I'll be back in a moment" she excused herself with her signature fake smile. "It's been fifteen mins and she isn't back, Aryaan go look for her"
my mom spoke,her voice filled with concern.
I left from there and started searching for kyra, there was no clue of her. I checked everywhere on this floor until i reached an abandoned room, what stopped me was the moaning and grunting sounds coming from the room. I opened the old rusty door making a creaking sound and saw the scene i definitely wasn't expecting ..
Kyra was having sex with some creepy old hag..
She's so greedy that she can go to such extincts to fulfill her needs.
Blood rushed through my veins at the sight, i was so enraged at this point. So, i stormed out of the abandoned room.
I need to calm myself down.
Don't worry kyra, you will be exposed for playing with feelings of my parents and making a fool out of them.
I couldn't stay here any longer so, i texted my mom that I've got some urgent work and informed that kyra is shopping, actually i had to lie but tomorrow it'll be the end of this all bullshit.
I texted my driver to pickup my mom and my aunt and her whore daughter.
I marched towards my car in the parking lot, i sat in my car, and left.I was about to reach home until i saw a" Amethyst Black" 991.2 GT3RS coming in my direction over speedingly.
It was coming in my direction and i abruptly applied a harsh break. I was now even angrier than before, i opened my cars door and slamming it shut, to reach the person who had the guts to do that. But then suddenly, i saw a girl with blue eyesand long wavy light brown hair wearing a black embroidered kurta with golden stilettos. And all of a sudden my anger vanished after seeing her, i don't why and she looked so enraged and annoyed like i was a second before and suddenly her face went blank as she stared at me.
After a moment of staring contest, she spoke "Mister, are you aware that we could've gotten into an accident all because of you" she spoke with anger.
"says the one who was overspeeding in an area like this"
"That's none of your concern Mister"
"ofcourse it isn't but it will be if you're dead and I'm held responsible for it"
"Bullshit, I've been doing this for five years in New York"
"But this isn't New York, this is India, i think perhaps you're new here and are not familiar with speed limits over here maam"
"you're wasting my time mister, i gotta leave"
Suddenly her phone started ringing and it was connected with car Bluetooth, she checked the caller id bu didn't pick it up. It kept ringing continuously, getting annoyed, she recieved it and the person on the phone spoke.
"Kiara, where are you. Come back immediately" a male voice spoke sternly but what caught my attention was her name "Kiara" and the male voice with whom i was familiar with....
Perhaps is she the one mom was talking about today in the car?
Kirara..
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