Shadows Of Deception || 18+

Engagement

AISHA

We are at aryan's ancestral home, adorned with floral arrangements Manicured lawns, sparkling fountains and twinkling string lights.

Soft glow illuminating faces Ivory, gold and crimson hues.

We have only close family and friends. Laughter and warmth surrounded.

I stood nervously beside Aryan, adorned in diamond jewelry and traditional attire wearing a gorgeous saree.

He's wearing a armani tux with sleek hair and his fragrance is spicy, seductive and intoxicating which made my heart skip.

His mother came and hand us the rings. He stood infront of me all tall and broad while I look so small infront of him.

He take my hand and his grip tightened on my hand as he slide the ring. "You're mine now." His whisper chilled.

With trembling hands I take his big rough hand and slide the right, I hold back her tears but didn't smile.

"Behave aisha, smile." He whisper in my ear, he sounds angry as he press the words.

I obey and force a charming smile on my face and everyone cheers and rose petals fall on us.

Darkness enveloped me. I feel rapped, suffocating.

He wrapped his arm strongly around my bare waist and lead me inside the mansion.

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AUTHOR

The Oberoi and Roy families gathered in the lavish living room, surrounded by opulent furnishings.

"Let's host it at our villa in Tuscany." His vishal said while sitting beside his wife as they hold eachother's hand lovingly. They look cute like lovey dovey couple.

"Or our beachside estate in Bali?" His mother speaks while looking at Aryan who's engrossed in his phone.

"Ibiza for the party vibe!" His sister Rhea said, she studies in Australia and especially came to new York for their wedding.

"How about a palace in Rajasthan?" Nalini said while looking at Mr and Mrs Oberoi.

"Las Vegas for an unforgettable bash!"
His younger brother Kabir said in excitement.

"Aryan, are you even listening?" His mom speak while looking at him in irritation.

"I'm busy right now. And why are you all making it such a blast? It's just a fucking wedding." He said coldly, his deep voice sounds frustrated and anger.

Raj, aisha's father, spoke, "Now that the engagement is official, let's discuss the wedding details."

Vishal, aryan's father, nodded. "We've narrowed down the wedding destinations to three options."

Nita, Karan's mother, leaned forward. "Let's hear them."

Vishal cleared his throat. "Option one, a luxurious beach resort in Goa. Option two, a palace in Udaipur. Option three, a private villa in Italy."

Vishal's eyes narrowed. "I want something exclusive, something that reflects our family's status."

Kabir, aryan's brother, suggested, "What about a destination overseas? Dubai or Paris?"

Reyansh, aryan's other brother, countered, "No, we should keep it in India. It's more convenient for our business associates."

Aisha's mother, nalini, spoke up, "Aisha, what's your preference?"

Aisha hesitated, feeling trapped. "Whatever everyone decides is fine."

The room fell silent.

Vishal intervened, "Let's put it to a vote. Goa, Udaipur, or Italy?"