Book #1 of Bounded series
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Sign the papers! She said
I'm not into child marriage Miss Mishra! Shaadi karke mujhe jail bhejne ka irada hai? His tone dripped with sarcasm.
"Can't you be serious with me at least for once Avyan?!!"
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Silence.
That's what been in Chauhan mansion since that last hour.
The moment those fateful words left his mouth, Sunidhi-the queen of overreaction, drama, and unsolicited advice-froze mid-step with the expression of someone who'd just discovered she was adopted.
Her eyes widened so much it looked like they might fall out. She gasped dramatically, clutching her imaginary pearls.
"Haiiiiiiii Rammmmmmmm!" The scream echoed through the house.
Everyone turned to look at her.
Sunidhi, who lived for drama, didn't waste a second. She rushed toward back and forth, flailing her hands like she was warning them of an incoming tsunami.
Avyan sat there, staring intensely at Vihaan.
Lily and Smridhi tried holding back their laughter.
Kritika was busy in controlling herself from blushing and looking at Daksh's side. She was already getting dreams of them getting married and going on a round with their kids on Daksh's renewed barbie pink bike.
Daksh shifted nervously in his place from time to time, receiving a deadly glare from his little sister. Now which brother wouldn't who found out that their sister is a very dangerous mafia.
Avyan's bua was deeply staring at Vihaan who thought that he had actually made his ex-girlfriend pregnant.
Who would tell her that Vihaan was so nervous to even touch her ex-girlfriend's hand that, this was the main reason for their breakup. He couldn't even get over from his shyness. And even on first day of their dating, he by mistakenly called her behenji in restlessness.
Meanwhile in all this scenario, Vihaan sat on the ground, his legs folded in Indian style while his hand rested on his legs supporting his head.
He kept on slapping his head from time to time, muttering curses for Daksh which were not so very innocent and not in the well being of Kritika's imagination as well.
All of them held back their laughter but it was Lily the one who was enjoying his misery alot.
"Bhua-"
"Ek dum chup. Sharam nahi aayi tumhe Aisa karte hue Vihaan haa? Yeh sab sikhaya hai humne tumhe?" His bua countered while he looked down in defeat.
"Par Mai-"
"Bas ab bahaut hua. Kya haal ho raha hoga bechari bacchi ka. Kam se kam apne bhai se kuch toh Sikh lete. Pata hai woh Aditi se love marriage kar raha hai phir bhi ab tak uske saath woh wali harkat nahi ki, aur tum" Hua bhua shook her head in disbelief.
And each and every single person coughed.
Aditi's eyes bulged out and she snapped her head towards Avyan who was already looking at her with a guilty look.
