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I kept staring outside the glass wall of my home office trying to fix the mess inside my head.
After his yesterday's words, I was beyond shocked and shaken. I was taken aback for a moment and after that I didn't speak a single word. I just knew Arnav Rai Mehrotra as Obsidian Exotics's owner. But him being a gangster too was something hard to digest. I never paid attention to underground business news but now I was marrying a gangster.
Even though I kept myself composed, I was scared. I was scared because he was someone who could kill anyone anytime and I wasn't an exception. I won't regret my death but along with me, some other lives would be affected and some might end too.
After we arrived in India, I straight came to my parents' house and he went to his.
After I had freshened up, I talked to Rooh and there she dropped another bomb.
She told me that Arnav was 34 years old and here I was, 25. He was fucking nine years older than me.
It was obvious for him to be that much old because Dhruv was two years older than me and he had another elder brother before Arnav; Rohan, who was 29.
Everything felt so heavier than I expected it to be. I knew I was welcoming another mess but never expected to call myself a 'ganster's wife'. He owned a law firm which was something that was related to legal justice and on the other hand, he ran an illegal business without any fear.
I sighed. I intended to stand here more and keep being lost in my thoughts when someone knocked on the door.
Turning around, I fixed my red kurta and the dupatta over it before voicing out, "Yes come in".
The door opened revealing my mami clad in a golden stone embedded saree with a cream coloured quarter sleeve blouse. Her hair was tied up into a low bun, as white mogra flowers was put around it. She stepped inside with a warm smile. Behind her was Maya di, clad in a set of orange anarkali suit set that she had bought from Sabyasachi a few days ago. Her hair wasn't tied up.
Mami stood in front of me and held onto my right arm softly, "Ani beta, it's getting late. Go and get ready fast. After the Roka it's the engagement party so you don't have much to get ready. Be fast okay?", her voice was so sweet and soft. I nodded with a smile.
Once she left, di pulled me to the deep blue sectional sofa placed at a distance from the main door.
Once we were settled down properly, she spoke, "Are you really sure Ani? He didn't force you right? I didn't get to talk to you about this face-to-face", her voice came out concerned. No matter how much we fought and didn't talk, she was still my both mother and father.
I sighed looking down at my lap.
"Di, I want to ask you a question?", I said, raising up my head to face her. I tried diverting her attention from that question. If I tried to feed her with my made-up answer, she might find me suspicious.
