Broken Pieces✔

17. Mine

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[Ishani's POV...]

He kissed me.

In front of hundreds of people.

And the media.

And my grandmother.

Holy shit.

I was just trying to piss him off and it worked but not for once I thought that he would kiss me in front of every single person present there.

When our lips met I could feel my body stiffen, yet the goosebumps rose on my skin. It felt as if thousands of butterflies erupted in my stomach and spread throughout my body.

When we parted, my eyes met his and he smirked at me pointing behind me with his eyes.

As soon as I turned back around I saw the media smiling, Pari with her jaw dropped and Vihaan trying to stiffle his laughter. My dadisa looked.......Traumatized.

She had her eyes wide open and her hands on her mouth.

"Handle Dadisa." I whispered to Ansh and grabbed Pari's hand, taking her to the washroom with me.

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"That was so funny!" Pari said, laughing out loud while I paced in the washroom here and there.

Everything will be so awkward with our family tomorrow.

This was not very queen like.

My dadisa will lecture us about our reputation as the king and queen and that we have to maintain some decency.

Fuck You Ayaansh.

"The pictures would be all over the fucking internet!" I am damn sure it would have thousands of shares by now.

"I mean, you both are married, so it should not be a problem." 

"Yes. It is not a problem but what about dadisa?" I almost yelled but all she did was to give me a lipstick.

"You are such a bitch." I whispered before looking in the mirror and reapplying the lipstick.

"But you love me." She said and got out of the washroom.

Okay.

Now I have to go out and face everyone.

Ayaansh will die by my hands.

I took a deep breath and got out of the washroom to see my Dadisa sitting on a chair as she glared at me.

"You are so dead." I whispered to ansh wrapping my arm around his bicep.

"Am I?" This fucking asshole!

"I hate you."

"I hate you more."

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After the party ended Dadisa lectured me on how I should behave more 'queen' like.

I will strangulate Ayaansh and hide his dead body in my garden.

Great plan.

Before I could even think of another idea to kill him I was pinned to the wall as soon as I got inside the room.

A pair of lips attached to mine in a slow, desperate kiss. His cologne hit my nose and I kissed him back as my hands went to his nape.

I'll kill him later.