~𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬~
With her radiant smile and compassionate heart, 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐇𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 illuminated a world overshadowed by darkness. Her unwavering belief in the power of love and kindness never fa...
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"Exactly how many times I will have to repeat that don't do this shits Maira? I'm tired of your tactics now!! Tell me the amount." I yelled at her. Now I have had my limit to tolerate her acts. Her eyes met mine for a second and lowered again. Tears rolling down her eyes and even though I don't care if she's crying I hate myself for making her cry. "Kya? Aap...aap konse amount ki baat kar rahe hai? I swear maine aapka credit card nahi use ki-" I cut her off in middle. That's the reason my anger is boiling. I had given her the credit from which she can do anything and will leave me and my family alone. "Mai bhi wahi puch raha hoon Maira, aapko maine credit card de diya hai phir kyun aap ye care karne ka naatak kar rahi hai? Band kar dijye ye dhong, aapne muje sach mein bevakoof samaj rakha hai? Mujhe achche se pata hai ki apne ye shaadi mere business connection or paiso ke liye ki hai." I yelled again this time breaking the vase. I hate her. I hate her for coming into my life for just a mere amount of money and my business connection to some publishers. I hate her for making me feel things I believed didn't existed anymore.
(What? What amount are you talking about? I swear I didn't used the credit card you ga-.)
(I'm asking that only Maira. I gave you the credit card then why are you acting like you care for everyone? Stop that tactics, do you really think of me as a fool. I know you married me because of my money and my business connections.)
Her eyes snapped to met mine. The tears suddenly dried and her eyes widened not in shock but in anger and turned red. "What did you just said? Because of your business connection? Because your money? I wait for you to have dinner together because I wanted to not because I needed your business connection. Jis tarah se aap iss khali makan ke bahar, sab ke saamne mujse pesh aapte hai, socha thode efforts dalungi to ye makan ghar ban payega. But you know what? Fuck it. I won't correct you. Think whatever the fuck you want, I don't care. You want me to treat this marriage nothing more than just an alliance right? Fine let's do it your way. Ab se aap apni family ko jawab dena. Jab koi puche ki hum shopping gaye the ya nahi, koi puche ki aap mere liye is makan me jaldi aaye the ya nahi ya fir kuch bhi puche, aap hi jawab dena. Agar kisine mujse pucha to main mana kar dungi. Ab se aap apna schedule muje mail kar dena taki muje as your fake wife pata ho ki mera fake husband kya kar raha hai. Main 8:00 baje breakfast aur dinner banati hoon, agar aapko wo khana hai to use pehle bata dena. lunch to aap office karte honge. Mai bed par soungi ya to apne liye dusra kamra le lijye yaa couch. Or ye vase jo toda hai, khud saaf kar lijye staff ko aaj se hi nikal diya hai maine." She said and stormed out of the room taking her phone with her. Did I just fucked up everything that was brewing between us?
(The way you were behaving with me outside this lone house in front of everyone, I thought that if I will put some efforts into us we can make this house our home.)
(From now on you'll answer your family, when they will ask about us spending time together or going to shopping date or you coming in this house early to spend time with me or whatever regarding us, you will answer them. If they will ask me, I will deny them about their conclusions. From now on mail me your schedule, so as your fake wife I should know my fake husband's whereabouts. I make dinner at 8:00 pm and breakfast at 8:00 am if you want eat together then you can join. I don't know about your lunch schedules. I will be taking bed from now. Find yourself another room or make yourself comfortable on couch. And vase you just broke? Clean it yourself. I have fired the staff.)
