CHAPTER 4

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When Dad told me he wanted to discuss my marriage, I... I hated the idea because of her.

(AN: You'll find out soon.)

I was about to say I didn't want to marry yet, but my dear sister Ritika intervened, saying she wanted a bhabhi. Her words stunned me since she knows I've always wanted that girl as my wife, my everything But why was Ritika saying this? I couldn't refuse her; she's my only dear sister.

I got ready and sat in my car, my mind a total mess. I couldn't think straight. Finally, we arrived at our destination. Sitting on the sofa, I watched as everyone chatted. Then, I heard an anklet voice. I looked up, and what I saw took my breath away – the girl I came for. She wore a simple saree, yet her beauty captivated me. In that moment, I knew she was mine

She is so beautiful that simple saree make that saree looks beautiful her open hair, her smile damnn

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Aryansh was captivated by Saanvi, but Saanvi seemed uninterested in the marriage.

"Saanvi beta, idhar aao mere pass baitho," Anjali said to Saanvi.

Saanvi sat beside Anjali, and they started talking, while Aryansh remained lost in Saanvi.

"Kya maa, ab mujhe bhi bhabhi se baat karni hai" Ritika said.

However, Aryansh and Saanvi locked eyes, and the air was charged with tension.

"Accha, ab bacho ko kamre mein akele mein baat karne bhi bhejte hain," Anjali suggested.

Saanvi and Aryansh walked towards Saanvi's room. They sat on the bed.

"See, I don't want to marry," Saanvi said, but Aryansh remained calm.

"Why?" he asked softly.

"Because of my career," Saanvi replied nervously.

"Okay, but I won't stop you from pursuing your career, so problem solved," Aryansh said, standing up with his hands behind his back.

"No, it's... it's not that," Saanvi said, turning towards Aryansh.

"Okay, you can tell me your problem. I won't judge you," Aryansh assured.

"Firstly, I want to be the best lawyer in the world," Saanvi said.

"You will," Aryan replied confidently.

"Please say no to this marriage," Saanvi pleaded.

"I won't," Aryansh said firmly.

"Why?" Saanvi asked, exasperated.

"My wish," Aryansh shrugged.

"What the hell is this?" Saanvi exclaimed.

"I'm going to say no, and that's final," sanvi said.

As Saanvi tried to open the door, Aryansh grasped her wrist and pulled her close, his hands wrapping around her waist.

"Leave me," Saanvi demanded, trying to break free from his grip.

"You have to marry me," Aryansh said firmly, his eyes locked onto hers.

Saanvi's hand found a knife in the fruit basket. She held it to Aryansh's neck.

"Tell me now, will you still marry me?" she threatened.

Aryansh remained calm, unmoving.

"You want to kill me?" he asked, still looking into her eyes.

"I will if you say yes to this marriage," Saanvi warned.

"Then kill me," Aryansh said resolutely. "I want to marry you only."

"What the fuck, why?" Saanvi asked, furious.

Aryansh remained silent.

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