When the heirs of the two great companies are bound to be each others , they refuse to accept their fate and try to go against their destiny, but is it that easy to accept their fate because fate is something that's bound to happen.
you can't escape...
Rich people and their luxuries waste money isn't it I couldn't but I would say my future husband's taste isn't that bad I thought.
Women: oh there he is my son.
I immediately look back to see who my soon to be husband is, the person whom i'll spend my rest of the life with, who is that lucky person I wonder........
Now
My eyes doubled in size and I look at him
Aish: YOU!?
Accidentally said that little too loud loud enough for others to hear it CLEARLY
Women: what's wrong dear?
Parth: We have met a couple of times mom.
Women: Ooh that's wonderful glad that you two know each other already.
Women: dear well I know that you both know each other's name but still let me introduce him to you. He is my son Parth Kashyap, and my son is Aish Malhotra.
Parth: I know.. (smirks)
Parth's outfit
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Parth's POV
She looked absolutely stunning in that dress. It was simple yet held elegance. Everything was perfect from head to toe her delicate movement raised my heartbeat the convo b/w are parents wasn't mine concern at all, I had only agreed to the marriage cause I was promised that once I get married and graduate I can handle the company but after I laid my eyes on her I knew she would be mine by hook or by crook and there is nothing that could separate us, my eyes still didn't leave her figure. I could tell she had already noticed me staring at her like a shameless person but I can stare at my soon to be wife all I want right? My lips twisted to a sly smirk as she shifted in her place adjusting her dress.
Her mind seemed to be distracted somewhere else and I knew that her little adorable brain was prolly thinking about me judging from her tinted cheeks.
The food was barely touched. All she was doing was moving her fork around the plate playing with her food. I decided to pull her from her imaginative world.
Parth: you seemed not interested in the good? (I said grabbing her attention)
She jolted from the sudden voice. Realising she hadn't even taken a bite of it.
Aish POV
I was busy in my own world my mind just couldn't accept that he was my future husband and I hate to accept it but he looked damn good in that formal black attire making just the perfect impression on my parents.
Aish: Umm no its good I like it (I forcingly tried to put the food to my mouth)
Mrs Kashyap: Are you ok dear? Do you wanna eat something else? (Concerned)
