The Revenge Marriage

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THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME SMUT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT YOU CAN AVOID THE PARAGRAPH WRITTEN IN BOLD. IT WON'T HAMPER WITH THE STORY IF YOU CHOOSE TO AVOID IT, I PROMISE ;-)
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Persis's P.O.V

It's been 48 hours since i left her at her Fathers house. I have no news from her. I tried calling her yesterday but she wouldn't pick-up and now her mobile is switched off. It's pissing me off to no limits. I am considering barging in their house but am not sure how that would go.

After all that has happened; i was still hopeful that she wouldn't cheat me. Now I am really seeing her for who she is. She is not coming back with the money, She will file a divorce case with the help of her fathers shit expensive lawyer and might as well rip me off of my assets by demanding a hell lot of alimony.

What the hell have i done? What monster took over me when i went to her wedding and eloped with her?

I sit up on my bed with my legs at the foot of the bed. With my elbows on my thighs and my palms pulling my hair with my head sunk down staring the ground. I look up and stare at my pathetic image in the mirror across me.

My parents are unaware about my Marriage with Meher. My Mother is going to be furious. My Father's Paralysis attack after the whole cheating incident left my Mother very bitter. My Father never blamed Meher for this. He took her as his daughter and meant it. In fact he was very upset when i told him i had dumped her but My Mother had sighed with relief written all over her face. I wouldn't say i dumped her for my Mother but seeing that expression on her face gave me confidence that i had done the right thing.

"But after that what do you do, Persis? You hear about her wedding and you rush to her with romeo eyes. You are pathetic". I curse myself.

My mind wanders off to that awful night when i learnt from Sherr and Ray that my Meher was getting married the next day. I wanted to rush to her house and kidnap her. It was difficult staying away from her these last eight months but now imagining her with Darius was making me sick. The image of his hands snaked around Meher's waist kept popping in my head. I was going crazy so I simply glided to IRIS in my car. I needed Meher. I couldn't have her so alcohol should do. I hope It will help me forget about her, with that thought i entered the massive club as loud music attacked my ears and i saw an enthusiastic drunk crowd dancing to oblivion. I pushed through the crowd and strolled towards the Bar.

'IRIS' is one of the most happening clubs in south Bombay. Buzzing with electric young crowd. You will often see celebrities dancing around in the V.I.P section on the mezzanine floor. You will find most of these celeb pictures captured in IRIS and then published on page three in the entertainment section under 'SPOTTED'. My school friend Zaid owned this club and though i was no actor , I was a known producer and could be passed off as a little known face. Being a producer also means that models and actors who wish to work with you flock around you like fake bitches. I wanted to avoid all that fake attention hence i swiftly walked to the bar on the common floor.

"Gin and tonic" I gestured at a known Bartender who i think is working here since a year.

He nodded recognizing me and soon passed me my drink. I sat on the bar stool and drank i don't know how many drinks before i felt someone tap on my shoulder.

A beautiful girl with shiny black eyes and black straight hair with blonde highlights smiled at me. She was tall and slender. She could be a Model i thought.

"Dance?" She whispered

I read her lips as the music was too loud and nodded.

"Sure." I got up and followed her to the dance floor.