he never believed in love, she never understood love what happens when they're put together by the destiny?
Rudraksh Malhotra is one of the top youngest businessman in India. Ruthless, arrogant, ambitious, fierce. Workaholic by nature. He gets ever...
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SHIVANI'S POV
"I think you should change, I don't want my bride to suffocate in that lehnga." Rudraksh says. I laugh lightly, "it's not that bad." It's horrible, I hate it, but I don't want to seem whiney.
"You can change in the closet, you will need plenty space, I will go and change in my office." Before I could argue, he put his finger on my lips and shook his head. "Don't, I wasn't asking." He says. I turn around towards the closet but before I could go, rudraksh hold my hand. I turn around giving him a questioning look.
"Can I take a picture of you?" He asks. I am a little confused, why would he need my picture. I don't understand. "Um.. The photographer might have taken plenty. But.. Why do you need my picture?" I ask hesitantly.
"I need one for myself. Those photos are for me but it's also for everyone." He stops talking and then lets go off my hand, "it's okay you can go and change. Leave it."
As he is about to exit the room I call him out, "wait," He turns around and eyes me up and down, I shy away under his gaze, "you can take a picture." "No if it makes you uncomfortable-" I cut him off in between, "no it does not, but it's just for you, please don't show it to anyone else." I say in a quiet voice. He walks towards me, taking out his phone from his dhoti. I am very awkward in front of cameras, so all I do is stand there straight putting a smile on my face and he captures a photo, a soft smile playing on his lips.
"Now give me a twirl." He says. And I look at him confused, "just one video, no one will ever witness these I promise you." The way he's looking at me, for a moment I believe that I am actually beautiful, but my mother's words ring in my ears. I still twirl for him with a small smile. This man is trying his best here to make me feel comfortable, I can at least give him this much.
"Show it to me?" I ask him. "Nope. These are just for me, meri jaan, no one else can see it." And then he bops my nose and walks away. Wow. If 10 days ago someone would have told me that I would be in Rudraksh Malhotra's house, and I would see him smiling and laughing like a normal person, I would genuinely laugh at them, like really. It's hard to believe how cocky and scary he is for everybody else.
I walk into the closet. If it took me two hours to get ready, I feel it will take me whole night to get out of this dress, wipe of the make up, undo my hair, everything. I take off my dupatta and then I start with my Jewelleries, god I don't don't remember wearing these many, but as they come off one by one, my body feels light. I start taking off my make up. I hear a knock on the door, "Shivani, are you alright?" It's rudraksh. "Yes, I am fine." I reply. I am tired and sleepy but I am fine I think.
