When fate intertwines two souls who has contrasting emotions for their past in a holy knot of marriage, and add to more a pair of watchful eyes suddenly started to shadow their every move.
What mysterious journey will they embark upon?
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A A R A V
When I was a teenager I used to think how falling in love with someone would feel, how would it feel to look at someone the way Dad looks at my Mom? How would it feel to wake up with someone, spend your every day, every night, your life with someone?
However, after I got married I found out its nothing special. There's nothing special with marrying someone, waking up someone, spending every day, every night with someone. There's nothing special in all these things.
Then again, I was not in love with the person I was married to.
After my first marriage I was done with marriage bullshit. I never planned on getting married again after her death, not because I was heart broken. I was never heartbroken for her death, in fact I felt nothing– nothing when I heard the news of her death. What an asshole you are! She was your best friend before your wife!
I couldn't help but chuckle at the voices in my head. Best friend? Yeah sure.
But my family suddenly became obsessed with the thought of me getting married again as if the previous one wasn't enough! They have been trying to convince me to get married for so many days that there have been days i had to stay back at my penthouse so I wouldn't have to listen to their same bak bak.
The sole reason for me saying yes for marrying again was my mother. I can't see my mother in tears no matter what the reason is. I tried to tell her I'm happy being alone but my dear mother wants me to lose my freaking mind.
I looked at the woman sitting on the bed with a frown as she continued to wonder who the hell would write such things to her?
“Are you sure you never had any psycho obsessed lover?” I couldn't help but ask.
“YES!” she threw a glare at me.
Suddenly the door opened with her brother entering with an indecipherable expression.
“Here, your phone” he passed her phone.
“Who was it? Did you see the face of the person who threw this?” Both Purvi and I looked at him, expecting some answers.
“No, the person’s face was covered, he must have known about the CCTV cameras that are installed” he answered with a serious expression and went out.
Then it must be someone who knows the Ahujas’, personally maybe.
“Haw, pata nahi kisne nazar laga diya hain merepe!” She exclaimed, gently patting her bruised cheeks. [Who has put their evil eyes on me, oh god]
I scoffed before saying “Tumhare saath saath meri shaadi mein bhi nazar laga diya hain” [Along with you someone has cast an evil eye on my marriage too!]
“Tum pagal ho? Yaha mere kamre pe koi pattharein phenk raha hain aur tumhe shaadi ki padi hain!” she uttered in disbelief. [Are you mad? Someone is throwing stones at my window and you're worried about the marriage? ]
“Why won't I be worried about my own marriage duh?”
“Aww, Mr, Malhotra, so eager to marry me?” She blinked looking at me and it was cringe but I don't why my heart just skipped a beat, a fucking beat! I really need to get myself checked.
“D-dur hato yaha se” I stepped back from her and made such a huge distance that even an elephant can pass by.
[Move away from me]
“Oh god! You're such a chicken” saying that she started laughing, her dimple deepened and I had to resist the urge to poke that dimple– fuck!
What the fuck is wrong with me!? Why would I want to poke her dimple?! Something is really wrong with me today!
And wait, did she just call me a chicken? Serves you right, Malhotra, you called her Tota too few days back.
“You are being a Tota again” I teased, as her laugh from before slowly disappeared, her soft eyes replacing with her eagle glare.
“And you're being desperate to get married to this Tota only” Her lips slowly forming a smirk.
“Ab kya kar sakte hain? Kismat mein yehi Tota hain na” I uttered, faking sadness. [Now what can I even do? I'm fated with a parrot]
“Okay then, let's not get married, let's break off–” before she could complete her useless sentence I held arms pulling her towards me, I stared right into her eyes.
“That option isn't available anymore–” I showed her my right hand “–that option was closed right after you made me wear this ring;so be very careful with what you say– I am a territorial man” I spoke in the tone I use mostly in office and or when I’m severely pissed off.
“A-ah, geez dude chill I didn't mean it like you know why” She freed herself and took a step back, realising her breath.
“Apply the antibiotic on the cut before going to bed, it'll help in healing” Saying that i departed from her room
Dang! She pissed me off! I may not be in love but I know she is my fianceé now and nothing can change that not even she herself.
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That brother of hers was definitely hiding something, it was written all over his face, I didn't ask at that time because I know that leech isn't going to say anything.
And I know that person knows the Ahujas’ personally or else how the fuck does that person know about our marriage when we didn't even announce it yet. Our parents decided they'll announce our marriage once the date is fixed.
Something clicked my mind, I immediately took my phone from my nightstand and dialled Kunal's number.
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A/N: Sorry for the short chapter and being late! Next chapter coming soon! Follow me on Instagram : talesofdelusionz
