His Mad Love

(14) She said yes.

SARTHAK SINGH RATHOD

She agreed. She fucking agreed to marry me. A feeling of happiness and relief washed through me when I heard those words from her.

'I'll marry you'.

At that time I wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her till we melted in each other's arms. But that stage is very far.

I doubt if I'll ever get to hold her in my arms. We are getting married only for six months. Even spending six centuries with her won't be enough.

I'll cherish each second I'd spend with her in the next six months. I'll use each second trying to make her fall in love with me but if I don't succeed I'll let her go.

She thinks I am getting married to her for some inheritance shit. But there's no such thing. I have already fully taken over the empire, my family would never do such shits.

I asked Mr. Banarjee prepare the contract for us. I choose him for two reasons. One, he has been working for us for the last twenty five years and is trustworthy. Two, there's no fucking well I'd let my brother know about this.

The only thing that makes my heart hurt was how relieved she was when she got to know that the marriage was only for six months.

Well our feelings aren't mutual and her reaction was expected but it still burned my heart. Nobody knows what'd happen in the future but I hope this marriage lasts till my last breath.

Working was the most difficult task today. I have had days when I would have to work more than a day with the minimum amount of rest and I could easily so that.

But just a few words from her and my brain isn't able to focus on work anymore. We'd be discussing the contract in the evening. She is making me do things I didn't even imagine I'd in my baddest dreams.

Aradhna is a distraction, one ai can not avoid and would never avoid for the rest of my life.

ARADHNA SHARMA

Convincing my parents was hard and the questions they asked, god, were no less than a CBI inquiry. The contract thing somehow convinced them but my father was still guilty for his foolishness and against this arrangement.

I accept he made mistakes and we all do that, but right now we don't have any other option except seeking help from Sarthak Singh Rathod.

Shivi has no idea on what's about to happen, god knows how she'd react to this. I already told my parents to not tell the whole thing to her.

I walk out of my house and the first thing I see his him leaning against his car his eyes glued on the phone screen. He was still dressed in the blue button down shirt and black formal pants from earlier but his sleeves were rolled up.

Never knew someone would have such attractive forearms. He might have sensed my presence because now he lifted his eyes and slid the phone inside his pocket.

"Hello"

"Hi, get in."

He opened the door for the passenger seat for me and then went to his side after closing it softly.

Through out the drive none of us talked the only sound was that of the speakers in the car, the volume was low but clearly audible due to the silence and surprisingly all the songs were my favourite.

"Our taste in music is similar."

That slipped from my mouth before I realised. He turned to look at me, his eyes were unreadable.

"Is it?"

He asked while turning back, his eyes now on the road.

"Yeah, all the songs that played since the beginning of the ride till now are some of my favourites."