The Lustre [On Hold]

chapter eleven

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chapter eleven • legally wedded wife
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"Do you like this one?"

"Don't lie to my face, Zara. I know if you're lying or not. Tell me the truth, do you like this one?"

"Pack this instead."

I was happy.

So happy because she trusted me and told me she didn't like the one stepmom chose and liked the one she chose. I'd get myself twisted if I couldn't get her what she really likes and wants.

When I saw her today at the saree store with her messy French braided hair, her white lace off-shoulder top, her jeans, her brown sandals then her brown leather tassel side bag, her simple long white nails and her minimal pieces of jewelry, she was simply breathtaking in casuals. How's that possible?

Even when we met at the marigold garden, she looked pale but it couldn't succeed in reducing her beauty. Her tall and perfect body, hazelnut eyes with long eyelashes, cute bubbly face with sparkling innocent eyes, and pink cherry lips. And that little mole on the right side of her chest. Fuck, that mole.

I've been noticing whenever she wear a top that's a bit low on the front, it reveals her mole. I've been so fucking attracted to that fucking mole that it makes me lose my mind.

I missed her so fucking much after the marigold garden. I would usually stop by her college just to see her but the wedding prep kept me busy and I couldn't get to see her. When I saw her leaving her house yesterday I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to tell her that I missed her indescribably. I wanted to tell her that she looked so beautiful. I kept my eyes on her and she did the same.

"This is a very intimate wedding. Not everyone knows about it. I also don't want any publicity. No paparazzi." I inform the wedding planner over the phone. The wedding is next week and it's already spreading in the news.

"Indian Multi-Billionaire Raj Malhotra to tie the knot with the Royal Heiress of Uttar Pradesh? Reports say Her Royal Highness, Princess Zara Aurora Oudh of Uttar Pradesh, the Royal Heiress of His Royal Majesty, King Yahaswant Oudh of Uttar Pradesh is to be Mrs. Malhotra soon?"

I haven't even completed thinking yet and the news is already playing in front of my eyes. I take the remote and I turn it off.

"Sure, sir."

"Thank you," I say before cutting the call and opening my text message. I just realized today was a full-out shopping day for Zara and Anya.

Me: Where are you, princess?

I text my fiancée- Oh, damn, that feels nice to say.

My Princess: At the mall.

I receive her reply in less than thirty seconds.

Me: Who's with you?

My Princess: Anya, Jia, and Jordan.

I didn't need to ask who's Jordan. He's Jia's boyfriend and I knew that from the digging I did on Zara a long long time ago. The three of them were the trio besties from high school where Jordan and Jia fell in love.

Me: Be safe, Zara. Please.

My Princess: Ok.