Your Bride

part 1

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Mrs rathour, Mr rathour is no more"

"No! "

Naina's eyes again filled with tears facing the nightmare. It's been 2 years since she is having such dreams after her ex husband's death. Unable to control her emotions , she cried out loud. Her mother from the other room came running to her showing something called 'fake concern'

"What happened nayan? " Seeing her eyes she could guess what she had dreamt just now

"When will you understand nayan that your husband passed away?"

"Mo-" Nayan couldn't finish her words as her mother cut her off

"I know you think that you are the reason behind his death but still move on"

"I can't mom"

" Then I think I've to do something "

With that saying rashmi went out of the room with rage in her eyes. While nayan just sat there resting her head in the wall

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"Welcome Mr Abhimanyu kumar Rajput"

Nayan's one and only elder sister
Radhika invited her soon to be husband who is 6 ft tall, handsome boy with well toned figure and beard,wearing a black colour shirt and pant, while spreading flowers in her house which is not more less than a mansion

"Thanks darling" he said in a flirting tone kissing her hand

Abhimanyu's presence is bothering Radhika's father. Being a conservative hindu orthodox person who is more into gods and goddesses than person, could sense that something is suspicious about abhimanyu's behavior.

"Darling is that your father? " Abhi asked. He came in front of Mr singh and touched his feet while her father shivered a bit.

"Wow uncle.. I can feel something positive in you" Abhi said with a suspicious smirk

"And I can feel something negative flowing through you" (*uncle is savage)

"Postive and negative attract each other. You know right unclee..like magnet"

Uncle rolled his eyes and went from their towards his office. He runs the most famous spice brand in India which carry number one rank in the spice Industry. Being such a wealthy person he has no pride about money.

On the other hand

"Don't you want me to show this big house of yours? " Said abhimanyu

Radhika nodded her hand and started to show her big house. When suddenly abhimanyu stopped in front of Nayan's room. The door was slightly open and nayan was sitting in bed, her long, smooth, silky hair was open.

"Who is she? " He asked

"Her? Why? you don't need to know.. " Radhika uttered showing no interest towards her

" I want to know who she is" Seeing his interest towards nayan , Radhika seemed to be a bit offend but she started

"She is Nayantara Singh , my younger sister. "

"Why is she sitting like that? Is she depressed? " Abhimanyu asked Radhika with a face like showing concern but only the author know that these are all fake drama

"2 years back she got married with the rathour's elder son. But in a accident she lost her husband , according to my opinion I think that she is the reason behind his death that's why she is depressed"

Abhi looked at her through the space between the doors when Radhika also turned her face towards him

Their first eye contact

Abhi for a moment got lost in her beautiful black eyes .

"Abhi! " Radhika shaked him and he got his senses back