Arranged

Chapter 9

Mit's POV

I'm so confused with my feelings towards her. She's been on my mind ever since our engagement. Our engagement she looked so good. She's tiny but she's got a good body. That's new. I only like girls with big boobs and butts and Gina's the opposite of that. I'm not just attracted to her body but her brains as well. That girl is smart.

She knows I'm mad at her but I have a logical explanation for it.At the engagement I thought she was gonna say no after I proposed. Who does she thinks she is to say no to me. Nobody says no to me. I squeezed her hand to let her know everyone was waiting on an answer. She probably saw the anger in my eyes and said yes quite quicky. I tried to avoid her after that cause I didn't want to talk to her. I planned on saying goodbye to her but I got an important call that I had to take. It was about the business deal in London once this deal is fixed I will be even more rich than I am now. I'm already a millionare but this will make me a billionare. I'm going to donate a lot of the money that I do receive from it to charties and people who need it. I've always done that with my money. I give when I can. Nobody really knows that about me but my family. I have a reputation of being the player and the bad boy but I can have a good side of me as well. Though I don't plan on letting the media know about me. I can't be soft not in the business world. I need to be ruthless which I can say I am.

My mom comes into my room and starts talking

"Are you ready to get married?" my mom says while smiling

"I guess so" I say not really wanting to have this conversation

"You know, she's a sweet girl. You guys make a fantastic couple."

"Yeah, I know mom" I say trying to end this conversation. Also, any girl would make a good couple with me because of my hotness, I've got both of us covered.

"Well, you must be tired get some sleep you have to wake up early" she says

"Okay, Goodnight" I say

"Goodnight" she says and walks out.

I look at the time besides me and it says 12:15 am. I  have to wake up at 7 which isn''t bad at all. Tomorrow I won't be sleeping alone in this room someone else is going to join me. I feel bad that I was so harsh to her the day we met at her parents house but she can't love me. I'm not good enough for her. She deserves much better than me. That's one of the reasons why I said she can have relationships even though we're married. I don't know why but I get jealous when she's with Xavier and even when it's that guy named Jay. What is wrong with me I can't love her.

Gina POV

I wake up to my phone buzzing. It's 3:30 in the morning and I don't want to get up. Today is my wedding day. The day that I had waited on forever. The day many girls plans years for. I only spent a week on my wedding and it was stressful. Hopefully everything goes as planned. Can't say I'm excited about getting married. This is going to be a loveless marriage if I don't do anything about it. I get up and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower. I go downstairs to see my cousins awake. I don't think they fell asleep at all nor do they plan on it. They were drinking coffee and my mom and a bunch of my aunts were awake. I drank my Indian tea. I was supposed to fast today as it was one of the traditions. I don't think Mit would because he's not doing this for love. Once I finished my tea the doorbell rang and it was my makeup artist and hair stylist. I take them to my room where they get started on doing my hair and makeup. By the time it was 6 my makeup was done and so was my hair. I got changed into my wedding dress and it was time to take pictures. I took pictures with my family. I don't know when they got ready but they did. Once it was 7 I did a few traditional things that were needed cause this was the last time I'd be in this house without being married. People stated crying and so did I but this wasn't even the big farewell that I had to do. Once it was 9:10 I headed towards the venue. The wedding was supposed to start at 10:30 and everything seemed as it was going on time. The baraat (groom's side) arrived at 9:45 and my family greeted them. I was upstairs so I didn't see anything. Once they were done with their hellos they came inside to the venue where we were going to get married. At exactly 10:30 all my cousins that were guys came up  to get me. They were going to walk me down the aisle. I go downstairs and everyone's staring at me. The doors to the venue were closed but then they opened. Everyone was standing to greet me and I saw Mit on the other side awestruck? I can hardly read his facial expressions. Soon enough in an hour we were married. I said goodbye to my family and there was so much crying. I didn't know how to handle it so I cried as well. By the time it was 11:30 we were taking pictures with our families. I am so exhausted but I still have a reception to attend. Once the pictures were over around 12ish we had lunch. We enjoyed traditional Gujarati food. Once we are done greeting everyone and eating, Mit and I are supposed to go upstairs to start getting ready for the reception.
Before I know it Mit's cousins drag me to another part of the hall where just the grooms side of the family was. Mit was also there. We started playing traditional wedding games. It was so much fun. Mit actually played and looked like he was having fun. Good cause this is the only time he's going to experience this. He's not getting married again unless it's to me. I married him and know there is no way out.
Mit is talking to one of his best friends whose name I can't recall so he told me to go upstairs and start getting ready because I have to do my makeup. He just has to put on a tux. How easy. I said okay and I went upstairs. Waiting for me in my hotel room was my makeup artist and my hairstylist. I had my makeup done already but they did slight touchups by chasing the eyeshadow color and lip color. My hair stylist put my hair in a twisted updo and might I say it was gorgeous. I put on my navy blue reception dress right when Mit walks in the hotel room. Both of my stylists smile, wish me good luck, and leave. Mit just stares at me.
"You look beautiful" he said
Score!
"I-thanks." I say. Way to mess that up Gina.
"I'm gonna go change" he says and I just nod.
In 5 minutes my husband is ready for the reception and right on time. Maybe he's changing after we got married.
He walks out of the bathroom and walks outside of the room.
"Are you coming?" Mit looks mad?
I'm so confused. What the hell happened in that bathroom that made him like this. Did someone not flush the toilet cause trust me that would put me in a foul mood as well. I don't want to look at another person's poop. I intend to not ask him just because I wouldn't want to relive that memory if it were true.
I walk out the door and he's way ahead of me I try to catch up but I struggle because of those 5 inch heels I'm wearing. By the time I'm close to him he already has called the elevator. The doors to the elevator open and we both enter.
It was awkward. Elevator music played in the background and that was it. I decide to speak
"Are you okay" I say
"I'm fine." He says tersely.
Okay well this is officially the 2nd longest elevator ride of my life. The first longest elevator ride was when I met him. After waiting forever, the doors finally open and Mit takes my hand. I was confused at first then realized his friends and family were down there waiting for us. We greet them and get ready for the big entrance. The dj invites my side of the family to go first and then the grooms. Soon it was our turn.

"And now ladies and gentlemen please make some noise for Mr. And Mrs. Desai! The dj said

Suddenly everyone started screaming. Mit still holding my hand leads me inside. I smile at everyone and so does Mit. We walk towards the stage to cut our cake. Once that was over the dj starts talking again.

"Now, it's time for the beautiful couple to have their first dance" said the dj.

Oh shit. I totally forgot about this.
Mit and I are slow dancing to one of my favorite Indian slow songs. "Tum hi ho" It wasn't as awkward. He held me in his arms very protectively. I seriously don't know what's wrong with him. He seemed pissed off in the elevator. I went with it because everyone was staring at us.

Once the song was over we sit down. We had our friends make speeches and had a little video presented to us from our families. We had some of our friends dance and then soon enough food was served. It was a buffet because it only fit with everyone's demands.  There was so much food it was amazing. There was Punjabi food and seriously good pasta for those who don't want Indian food. After we were done eating the dance floor started. It was lit. I had to say that. After everyone was done partying it was 1 in the morning and I was so tired. I've been up for 22 hours now and I am exhausted.

We head upstairs to the hotel room where we got ready for the reception. It was a beautiful penthouse suite. I am guessing Mit knows the owner of the hotel. Doesn't surprise me because his friends do look rich. We were staying at a resort where the wedding and reception took place. It was quite beautiful honestly. I've been running around so much that I didn't get to take in the beauty today.  Once I changed into some shorts and a t-shirt I walked outside of the bathroom. Mit was shirtless and HOT DAMN. This man was gorgeous and he's my husband. He had some serious muscle. It wasn't super bulky either because I don't like when guys look like that. He had a six pack and some heavenly looking arms. He turned around and his back muscles were AHHMAZING. I stopped staring because we weren't in good terms. He hasn't noticed me yet good. I walk out and he starts talking

"Hey. Since we are married, we can share the same bed." He says tiredly.  I was too exhausted to argue and I really didn't want to sleep on the couch so I agreed.

I get in on my side and he gets in on his side of the bed. He turns the lights off and I was out. 

When I woke up the next morning, Mit wasn't there beside me. There was a note instead.

Gina,

I'm not leaving you so don't start crying. I have some business to take care of in London. I told my parents you were coming with me so they told everyone that you have gone with me. Clearly you and I both know we aren't on a plane together. I am leaving for a while. I don't know when I am going to be back. Here is the key to one of my mansions in California. At the end of this note I have written my driver's number. Call him he knows what's going on. He'll take you to the airport where you will be going to California. Don't get caught by anyone on your way there. If anyone asks you're with me. Tell your parents that you are with me.  Sorry it has to be this way.

Mit

A/N My updates take forever and I'm sorry. I haven't paid much attention to this story but I will try to write during the week so I can upload on the weekend. Senior year is crazy. I take 4 college classes so I have no time. But I will make time for you guys. Keep voting. You guys stopped doing that. I would like for you to vote or comment so I know you're reading or if you like it. If you have a great idea about where I should take this story feel free to tell me. I love new ideas. Right now, I'm just winging it. I seriously don't know where I'm going to end it but I have a few ideas. Thanks for reading!

-Rutuuu