The moment he first saw her he was completely smitten by her. Though he had uncountable wealth, power he felt empty without her by his side. He wanted to cherish her. She became his ultimate weakness. With wealth and power he also inherited many en...
The next day they got married according to Vikram's families ritual too and now it was time for her vidai.
Most of the females were jealous looking at her outfit which was made up of gold and valuable stones and diamonds
They wished to be in her place so that they could enjoy all the riches and royalty of the Suryavanshi family.
Her outfit:
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His outfit was no less than hers . He was dressed in a off white suit which was embroided with gold ,a diamond brooch adorning his chest and even his suit buttons were made of diamonds.
Just like Ananth Ambani's outfit 😉
She was crying a lot and each of her tears were a pain for Vikram. Her father kissed her forehead and she hugged him like her life was dependent on him.
Same goes with her mother, sister in law and brother's.
" God , no one can steal my clothes from now on and please steal them from your husband ." Abhinayan tried to lighten the environment but failed miserably.
He ended up crying at last and hugged her tightly . Though they used to irritate each other it was their love language at the end of the day.
Nitya's father came forward and held her delicate hands and placed them on Vikram's . He joined his hands in front of his family members and said while crying "I never thought I would be blessed with this pure soul . I raised her with utmost care and she is just a child , if she does something wrong please ignore it and Please take of her I am giving you the person who is most dearer to my heart ."
" Appa " Nitya shook her head in no asking her father not to cry.
" Aare... she is our daughter too even we will give the same love as yours . We never had a daughter of our own but God decided to give her as a greatest gift we have ever received. And about mistakes my daughter will only make beautiful mistakes. You can't even estimate the importance she holds in our lives." replied Vikram's father.
With that Nitya hugged her family members and friends once again and sat in the car with the help of Vikram
The cars started moving and she was still crying. Vikram pulled her towards himself " Don't cry precious. If you want I can ask them to shift to Suryavanshi palace or if you want you can meet them whenever you want . I will do whatever you want but please don't cry. "
She was eyeing him with her teary eyes and he pulled out a hankie and wiped her tear stained face gently and kissed her red fluffy eyes.
He passed her a water bottle to drink water. Nitya's eyes became wide when he gave a peck on her lips and heat crept to her cheeks.
Vikram woke her up who slept on his shoulders during the journey when they were near to the palace because there was a suprise waiting for her.
She was already mesmerized by the beauty of the palace but today it looked something different. It was decorated with lights, diyas a very rare variety of flowers and much more.
The car's came to a halt and Vikram got down first and stopped the bodyguard who was about to open the door for her.
Vikram came to her side to open the door and helped her to get down because she was a very heavy jewellery and lehanga which was almost twice her weight.
The moment she stepped down the car the whole sky was lit with fire crackers and flowers petals showered upon her.
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Vikram smiled a little looking at her smile . It felt like they were inviting goddess Lakshmi ( goddess of wealth).
" Kick the pot gently and come inside" instructed Ashwini . She did the same way and lifted her lehanga a little so she could step into the plate of atla .
Vikram held her protectively and walked along with her who was imprinting her foot prints on a white cloth.
Then came the ritual of finding ring from a huge bowl of ring. Veer was supporting his brother and Mayank was supporting his sister in law.
The rings were dropped into the bowl and both of them put their hands and started finding the ring. Nitya's face remained red most of the time as Vikram was playing with her smooth hands.
She looked at him when he handed over the ring to her and gestured her to lift her hand up. " Bhabhi won yayyyy!!! ....." .
This happened thrice and after performing few more rituals Nitya was taken to Vikram ' s room.
His room amazed her though the interiors were completely black it screamed luxury and richness.
But the part which shocked her the most was a painting of her's hanging opposite to the bed side.
She was made to sit on the middle of the bed which was decorated with fresh flowers.
Her heart was beating so fast that she felt it would pop out any moment.
Here , Vikram was surrounded by Kiara and shraddha who was demanding him some money.
He didn't waste a minute and took out his phone and transferred a huge amount of money to them.
They whined because they wanted to tease him but he didn't give them a chance and transferred double the amount they asked him.
She held her breath when she heard the door knob being opened.
" Precious, my love you know I dreamt for this moment since I saw you for the first time where you would be with me when I return tired from work." He said while nearing her.
He gave a small peck on her forehead and lips. Nitya who was overflowed by the amount of love he had for her held his face in her hands and deepened the kiss.
Both of their tongues fought for dominance but he won and kissed her till she was out of breath.
" I love you so much precious" and he kissed her forehead.
