My Cheating Husband

☆ Chapter 3 ☆

Warning
Ahead in the story, there are some mentions of activities that aren't encouraged at all.
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KARTHIK'S POV

I was sitting in my office with that girl in my mind. I was so lost in her that I couldn't realize that my father entered my room.

"Mind acknowledging your father?" He asked me.

I was never in good terms with my father. He controlled my life particularly. I wanted to be a singer. I used to write songs and used to perform at functions. I had secured many rewards too, but they seem useless because here I am, CEO of my father's tech company. I have a lavish lifestyle but I can't enjoy it. I always imagined living in countryside where I would have a farm and would raise animals. I would have a small family and live peacefully, but at the end, dreams are dreams.

"Oh hello my father, how may I help you." Note the sarcasm.

"Son, you have now grew up and you have become such a wonderful man-"

"Straight to the point father."

"I want you to get married."

"No, now get out."

"Don't you dare say that. Don't forget that this is my company."

"This WAS your company father, now it's mine." As much as I hate seeing my father, I hate saying that the company is mine, but I don't have any choice.

"Please just see her, she is well educated-"

"One more word and I would forget that you are my father."

He sighed and went out.
I knew whom he wanted me to get married to. He wanted me to marry Natasha, my father's best friend's daughter. She is not that educated. Only because she went out of country to get graduation doesn't make her educated.
We were childhood friends and we actually did get in a relationship. Come on, I was in 11th standard. She cheated on me and that was it. I lost my respect for her. Again getting with someone who I am very well aware wants my money would only add more loneliness.

Now I only want her. Prisha.

PRISHA'S POV

Today I decided to confront Nikhil. I want to know if he is really cheating on me. I know it's his life but it doesn't seem right. I did decide to give this relationship a chance and I tried during the first month of our marriage, but it didn't work. He would insult me or ignore me and this made me hate him more. Every night he would come late and wouldn't have his dinner too. At the start it made me look like a desperate obedient wife, waiting for her husband. I respect the holy bond of marriage.

I am trying to forget the man whom I encountered yesterday. Yes, he is handsome, but I don't wanna think a lot about that. He was just an attraction and that's it. I AM MARRIED.
But if Nikhil is cheating on me, then the marriage would absolutely have no meaning. I always dreamt of having a simple man with whom I would lead a simple lifestyle. I would have a small family. One boy and one girl. But my hopes are crushed now.

Prisha, you are 26, your life hasn't ended yet.

Yea I know I am young, but I don't think that I will ever be able to trust someone again. I had horrible experience in past and now this loveless marriage. I don't think I will ever get loved in this universe. Growing up, I was a neglected child. My parents showed more love to my elder brother. To get their attention, I used to cut my wrist, jump from balcony only to get hurt so that my parents would pay attention to me. When I grew up I realized how foolish I was. So, I decided to create my own identify. But what am I now? Again I had let my parents decide my fate.

9 more months only Prisha.

I was sitting on the couch when I heard the door open.

"Nikhil, I want to talk."

"Talk"

"Why are you always rude? Can't you be normal?"

"Talk baby."

Eww. I stood up and went towards the kicthen where he was drinking water.

"Are you cheating on me?"

He chocked on his water and started laughing. Maniac.

"Cheating? No baby. Why would I cheat on such a beautiful wife. What made you think so."

"Then why do you come late at night everyday? You don't even pick my calls."

"Oh so is that bothering you wifey."

He slowly came towards me with his eyes staring at my soul as if I am his prey. I started moving backward and hit the fridge. Typical.
He held my waist with his long and thick hands.

"I have a lot of work wifey. And I can't pick calls because I am not allowed to. Can't mix my personal and professional life na."

"Are you drunk Nikhil? Yes you are. I can smell it."

Never in these 3 months this man had been this close to me. Today, this drunkard came close to me to release his sorrows? I felt there was a hope but now I feel sad.

"Look at me wifey." He said.

I looked in his eyes. I could sense sadness in his eyes. I was about to ask something and he suddenly crashed his lips on me.

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