Aaliyah's POV,
"Maa why would you??" He asked calming yet there was anger filled in his tone.
Aunty rolled her eyes and said "How else was everyone suppose to know about your marriage. You said no to any public display of this event. So I did what I did."
Vidit closed his eyes for a brief moment.
I mean I am on grinch's side this time.
Not because he's my husband now.
EW.
But because I personally do not want all the spotlight that I got a while ago. I could still feel all the camera flash stabbing my eyes.
Mumma came and hugged me followed by papa and bhai.
I was so so so so so so so so mad at them for forcing me to marry this asshole.
My dad said something to grinch to which he nodded.
After bidding everyone goodbye I went and sat on the back seat.
Vidit entered the driver's seat and looked to his right and then back at me.
He sent an icy glare my way and said "I am not your chauffeur."
I smirked and said "Yes....but you are my shohar."
(Shohar means husband.)
I giggled at my own pathetic joke.
"What?"
I cleared my throat and said "Nothing nothing."
"So do you need a special pleading letter?" He asked his tone getting on the edge.
I got out of the car and sat on the passenger princess seat.
More like passenger burden but ok.
"Geez. Bro thinks he's a mom." I said and sighed loudly.
He didn't reply to me and hit the accelerator.
The whole ride was spent in silence.
Very uncomfortable one.
So me being the genius that I am I broke the silence.
"How fa-" I started but he sent a glare my way silencing me for the rest of the ride.
Yesterday I was enjoying my single life and today I have a ring around my finger.
He parked the car in very huge garage which only had sports car or luxury cars.
A fuckin Mclaren was parked like someone would park their Maruti car.
"Woah." I said in satisfaction.
He went towards the lift and I followed him like a stray cat.
Even the lift is bigger than my bathroom back in the US.
He pressed the button of the top floor which happened to be the 30th floor.
Perfect. If I happen to jump there's no space for survival.
The door of the lift opened and there was only on door.
There was a huge 'DO NOT ENTER' sign stuck on the left side.
So extra. Its not like a thief would stop after he seed the 'do not enter' sign.
He opened the door with his finger print and entered while I followed him.
We entered into a hallway leading to the living room.
Even the hallway was so lavish that I felt like a trash.
He turned to face me and said "Your room is upstairs. First room to the right."
He stopped in his track and turned to me while saying "I hope we both are on the same page about this marriage. This is just a namesake relationship. You under no circumstances should have any type of expectations from me. And same goes for me. We both are just associates."
Associates?
Am I an advertising deal for him?
With that he walked away without glancing at me again.
What a bipolar pathetic asshole.
Did he want to hit a nerve?
Trust me he did.
But was I going to cry over a guy ever again?
Over my dead body.
I walked towards the living room and this living room called me poor in 100 different languages.
Just wow.
It feels like I am walking in a 7 star hotel with a hint of sophistication.
I wonder if he gave me a room in the attic.
He can totally do that.
I went towards the stairs while trying not to drool all over his expensive flooring.
I saw a brown door.
This was suppose to be my room. There was one more door at the end of the alley. How big is this house??
THE DOOR HAD A FINGERPRINT LOCK.
HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO GET IT???
Does grinch see me as a cockroach that can easily crawl under the door.
Before I could even call him I heard the same voice again "Get aside."
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