SIDDHARTH
My mind keeps going back to her. I am not able to focus on my meetings. I told off 2 employees eve though I am known for keeping my cool.
When I saw her sleeping this morning I could barely stop myself from touching her to see if she was real.
She looked so peaceful sleeping, nothing like the woman she was last night. And I hated the fact that those two idiots got to taste her cooking.
I knew she would be uncomfortable around me during the wedding shopping if yesterday were anything to go by which is why I left earlier than usual. Now I regret not staying back.
With a sigh I drop the file I'm reading. Looks like I can't get any work done today. I might as well invite my sperm-donor and his wife for my wedding. There that was the perfect way to kill my mood. Atleast this way I will not think of my wife.
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Its 1am when I reach Chauhan Mansion. The only reason I kept visiting back here once I got my own home was for my grandmother, now I lack the will to even enter the house.
When I enter my step-mother is the first one to notice me.
She was on my father's lap whispering something in his ear. I barely hold myself from gagging. My hate for my sperm-donor grows. Once, long ago it was my mother who was in that place, I remember adoring their relationship. Wanting the same for myself. I mentally shake myself out of the stupor.
My father who still hadn't noticed my presence realised the change in the behaviour of the woman who was on him. She was quick to scramble off his lap and had the audacity to look embarrassed. He stands up and faces me.
"Siddharth" he says
"Come in beta." my step-mother says
I enter the living room asking my inner-self to muster enough courage to last atleast 5 minutes without blowing up.
"I am getting married this Saturday." I say as I sit down
I see my step-mother's face fall. Obviously, even after the will being read she still expected her son to be the one to inherit the company.
"Wh..what do you mean married? To whom?" he asks
"Ye..yes Siddharth. Is it piya?"she asks
"No... its not her. I have someone I like and I want to marry her." I say
"Someone you like?" My father asks
"Yes. why? is it so fucking hard to believe?" I ask him
"You fell in love too didn't you? Even when you were married." I say gesturing to the woman sitting next to him
"Siddharth!!" He shouts
"What?" I ask calmly
A trick that the same man sitting in front of me thought me a long time ago. The calmer you are in a situation the better hold you have of it. And the person in front is put off guard and left stammering.
"Mind what you say." he says
"The same way you minded what you said before my mom died?" I ask in monotone
"Enough. I-" he starts
The other woman places her hand on his chest. I stop another gag from leaving me.
I sigh as I stand up.
"I was here to inform you about my wedding. You wanting to show up or not is totally upto you. Infact it would be better you don't. Atleast that way I'll be happy on the most important day of my life." I say as I leave
"Baby." my step-mother stops me
"I.. I'll visit your place today to meet you bride, if that is okay with you ofcourse." she says
"How do you know she is living with me." I ask furious
"You booked an entire wedding dress shop to your address. I was just notified and asked if I would be present too. I hoped the news was wrong, but well. I should atleast see if she is worthy of being the daughter-in-law of this family." She says
That's it. Nobody fucking insults MY wife.
"Just like a certain waitress with no home or a man to support her ended up being the daughter-in-law of this house?" I ask
She stammers A little tearing up. The audacity she has to even look shocked I said that.
I don't see it coming. My face turns to the other side with the power of that slap. When I look back up I see my father huffing in front of me. I bring my finger to my lip to inspect the damage. A droplet of blood is on my finger.
A smirk spreads on my face.
"You are lucky the only woman I ever respected loved you once. If it weren't for her values you would be long dead father dearest." I say with enough menace
There is fear in his eyes. I leave before giving one last look to the mistress.
"You will NEVER be allowed in MY house." I say
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I'm in my car. I need to vent my frustration. Fuck. How did I not see that.
Well this isn't the first time but shit-, I should've seen it coming. I slam my car wheel before driving off to Aaryan's house. It is his day off today, but I don't fucking care right now.
I knock on his door and he opens it in a few seconds looking sleepy.
One look at me and he knows what I want.
"Fuck. You go to the ring, I'll be there in 5 minutes." he says
"2 you have 2 minutes". I say as I head toward the boxing ring and change into my workout clothes.
ANNIKA
I have been looking at the wedding lehengas for hours they just don't listen and keep presenting me a grander version. Realising I wont be left alone till I choose the grandest clothing of all I choose the most shining and the heaviest of all.
Looking pleased with my choice they finally leave me alone. I had already chose the venue for the wedding. The decoration, booking of the make-up artist, the henna artist, A hair-stylist the list keeps going on and on.
Its 4 pm by the time I'm done with everything and I'm starved. I decide to order first, but then I remember Shaym saying that he, Aaryan and Siddharth usually eat dinner together so I decide to cook dinner for them. I tell myself it is for Shaym and Aaryan and not for certain someone as he clearly did not like my cooking, but he will have to deal with it today.
I quickly make myself some snack before I start prepping for dinner as I had ordered groceries online. I try not to think about the phone call I'd received today. He must have not realised who he was talking to.
*sighing* I begin prepping for my meal.
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