Wedding Night

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I was seething in anger as I was pacing in my home office. I do not want to do all these shitty rituals. Why does everyone want to make me do all these useless things? I hate wasting my time on something that is not necessary. They make me waste almost 10 hours of my time. I could have finalized the significant deal and one more company franchise would be in Germany. I did not want to go inside my room but I had to since my maa made me promise her that I would do everything according to her for today. I hate to admit that something inside me wants me to go but I do not want to do something irrational.


I do not love her and I would never be able to do that. I do not want to hurt her since she is my best friend's sister. But what will I do to tell her that I do not want to do this marriage thing? There is a difference between a wedding and a marriage. A wedding is a ceremony that is done to tie two people in a very holy knot. But marriage is full of responsibility and I am not ready to fulfill those responsibilities and will not be ever. It is not my cup of tea.


I would not be able to talk sweetly with her and hold her hand while star gazing. I would not want to hold her in my arms and sleep while cuddling. I like my space and would want to maintain that. I am a person who would always like to maintain my own space. I don't like when people question me about my daily chores and decisions. I will never be able to give her love and the clingy husband she would want. I am not that person and I would never be that person ever.


I am frustrated right now. I cannot explain what I am going through right now. At one point in time, I do not want to hurt her. But something that happened in my past would make me realize to not trust a person so easily. What if she has some motive to marry me? What if she is not like Kiaan? What if she married me just for money and power? I am going to be the King of Rajasthan. It does have a nice ring to it. Anybody would do anything to get me as a husband who would provide anything to them. But I would not do any such thing. I have to see whether this innocence is a façade or not. I have to see it and for the time being, I have to show her that no one can mess with RUHAN.


I was walking towards my room when I heard someone talking inside my room. I entered my room and saw her standing in front of the bed with the phone in her hand. Was she talking to her boyfriend? So, she indeed is a bitch. She thought that she could fool me. I know how these types of girls do their work.


I went towards her in anger and grasped her arms in my hands tightly. I saw her flinching but I ignored it.


"I knew you were a whore. If you thought that you could fool me then you were wrong. I would never let that happen. I know girls like you would do anything to retrieve money from powerful people and then run away with their boyfriends. But I won't let that happen here. You will not live in this room as my wife. Fuck, I do not consider you as my wife. Stay away from me and your fucking boyfriend. If I ever got to know that you are meeting someone behind my back and you ever tried to hurt my family then I swear I would ruin you to the extent that you would never be able to look at yourself in the mirror. Bloody Gold digger." I screamed at her in anger and saw her shivering and her eyes were full of tears but she controlled them. She was trying very hard to not let them fall. I almost melted at the sight of her. I pushed her with a jerk and turned my back towards her and moved my hand in my hair in frustration.


Why does it matter to me so much when she cries and has tears in her eyes? Why does it break my heart when she shivers uncontrollably? Why did it make me burn this whole world when I saw her flinching in my arms as if she wanted me to not touch her? Why does it matter so much? Why does my heart want to believe her? But my mind tells me to not repeat a mistake and ignore these things. I don't know what is happening to me.


"I a..am s..so..sorry but I w..wa..was n..not ta..lking to a...ny boy. I w..was t..alking to m..my f.frie..nd Ritu." She spoke very softly and stuttered; I heard her but thought I almost missed it. She was looking down and shivering. She thought I would believe her just like that. But then she showed me her recent dialed list and I saw Ritu on the top of the list and the time also matched. So, she was not lying.


"Whatever, boyfriend or not. Just stay the fuck away from me. It would be nice if you would not show me your face and stay the fuck out of my business. I still will never accept this forced relationship. I was forced into this shit. And forget about any thoughts you might have about being my wife. You will be the daughter of this house but will never be my wife. I do not do love and I would never ever love you." I told her in a stern voice and saw her sobbing and shivering a lot. Did I go too far?


I don't think so. But she needs to know this for her own betterment.




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