His Unwilling Bride | COMPLETED ✓

✿ ADHRIT ✿

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ADHRIT

"Why in the world would you want to give twelfth standard exam at this age?" Daivik raised his brows in disbelief.

"There's no specific reason." I shrugged.

"No, there has to be a particular reason or else why- What I mean to say, Adhrit is that you're rich, you can get anything at one single snap of your finger then why do you want to appear for...?" Saad spoke.

"I want to do it for her." I cleared my throat. "For Rabya."

"Cringe. You guys are cringe. First, this fucker forced me to make him learn how to make Baklava cheesecake for his wife and now you're asking Saad to teach you basics of twelfth standard subjects for your wife." Daivik said pointing at Agastya.

I looked at Agastya who chuckled at me. "Your wife is my big fan."

"And your wife smiles warmly at me everytime we meet." I replied.

"Right. I'm out of here. I can't deal with any of you." Saad whispered.

"Please Saad, you topped AIPMT exam. You're the only one here with highest intelligence." I said, knowing very well that what was about to come.

"Let me remind you, I was the CBSE state topper, Adhrit." Agastya spoke, almost offended.

"Ah, once again the same talk about education and shit." Daivik rolled his eyes.

"That's because you barely managed to get passing marks throughout your school and college or else-" Saad replied to him.

"Fuck off." Daivik clenched his jaw in irritation.

I sighed.

I should'nt have asked them for help.

My eyes shifted to the pastries that I've bought from Alaia's shop. She told them that it's called lemon meringue tarts. I'm not sure how it tastes but I wanted to buy it for Rabya. When she told me that she's not even aware about her favourite food, I wanted to bring every single cuisines of the world to her table so that she can decide her favourite dishes.

I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me but I can't stop myself from thinking about her all the time. She had invaded my mind and with every passing day, I feel something odd happening inside my chest.

I shook my head and taking the phone out from my pocket, I tapped on the Google.

Is it wrong to get feelings for someone who's way younger than me?

I forrowed my eyebrows together in confusion at the search results.

"What is the meaning of pedophile?"

"Eh?" Agastya's head snaps in my direction.

I swallowed a thick lump of saliva down my throat. "Does having feelings for Rabya makes me pedophile?"

No one said anything for a brief pause before Daivik burst into laughter followed by others.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. This is so funny- I should've recorded it." Daivik laughed uncontrollably, clenching his stomach.

"No, Adhrit, you aren't pedophile." Agastya tried his best to hold back his laugh.

I gritted my teeth and quickly Googled the meaning only to be horrified with it. "What the hell-" I quickly closed the tab and put the phone back in my pocket.