Chapter-1

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  • Dedicated to Himanshu Kataria
                                    

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EDITTED

(A/N) Hello dear readers. This is my first book on wattpad. So I am really excited about your reactions. All your suggestions are welcome. And appreciated as well! Feel free to post feedback. :)

You are already familiar with the main characters of this story. Currently I am also editing this story as I go. Thank you for your patience and support. And special mention to those who stayed with me throughout this journey of Caroline and Klaus. To my new readers I am so happy you find my work worth your time. If you liked it or not, let me know. It really means a lot. Enjoy reading. ;)

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Sun’s rays were spreading a reddish hue over the horizon and here I was standing, looking forward to a new life. A life based on lies and betrayal.

I know how cruel I might sound right now but after spending a long time in this self-centred world I was just not ready to take another risk, another risk to lay my heart on the line. But am I ready to risk my whole life’s worth friends and family and lie to them in their face?

Is this really worth it?

But then I wonder, what is the use of this all re-thinking? What I am worrying about has already happened. Well with the point of view of a successful fashion photographer (not really boasting), I strongly believe what I did was right.

And come on! They knew I was not ready for an emotional relationship. Not now, not then, not ever.
Rule #1 Never indulge yourself in emotional crap. (I’ve formulated few rules over the years that I followed to be where I am today.)

So this is what I did. Ummm… Actually we did. Yes, why take the blame alone?
Rule #2 Never share success. Always share blame.

I, Caroline Thompson, am no more a ‘Thompson’. Legally I am a ‘Hall’.

Mrs. Caroline Klaus Hall

If someone would have asked me to marry Klaus Hall a month ago, I would have laughed in their face and probably have peed in my pants while laughing so hard. And yes suggested them to seek help (serious medical help). But you never know what happens next.

Even I had no idea about such dramatic change of events.

######Hello, Good morning

Let's go, let's ride,

Hello, Good morning

Hello, Good morning

Know you've been waiting for it

'cause I seen you watching

So let's go#######

Music flowed from inside the room and filled my ears. Alarms and me, well, we just don’t get along well since I was a kid. I am not at all a morning person and my career just understands the fact easily. Now what was I doing this early morning awake, standing in the balcony and enjoying the rising sun? The reason is simple: Marriage. ‘Marriage’ does weird things to people. I just couldn’t sleep so I decided to catch some fresh air that brings me here.

Music was getting louder as someone who was supposed to get up with it going off was still laying dead to the real world. I went inside the bedroom and stood by the bed at Klaus’s side and shut that damn thing off.

Should I wake him up? What for? That’s not my concern.

I washed my face in the bathroom and secured my hair in a tight pony tail. I brushed my teeth. As I entered the silent and peaceful ambience of bedroom, I came face to face with a grizzly bear version of Klaus. He stood there staring at me with all the agony in his blue eyes and his bed-ridden hair adding up to the whole zombie effect. A hot zombie whose pyjamas have decided to be lazy and ‘V’ was peeking from the elastic band of it.

Caroline Focus!

Reread Rule #1
Rule #3 Things often look beautiful until they decide to open their mouth and brutally murder the effect mercilessly.

“Why would you do that?” he sneered.

As if I care Mr. Husband. “What?”

“Don’t try to act all innocent. If you shut that damn music on alarm off, couldn’t you at least tell me that you were doing something useless to add up to my list of worries for the day?”

“It was getting louder and on my nerves!”

"Listen I'm already late. I'm in no mood to talk. So better cut the crap and go sleep or something!" Klaus turned without waiting for an answer and then started the ‘Wrath of the Drawers & Doors’. Klaus gave a whole new definition to slamming doors and drawers as he went through them.

“Could you just turn down the volume? I haven’t had my coffee and all this banging and thumping is killing me.” I shouted last two words.

He looked at me and then glared. Then glared some more and went to the bathroom. Finally after the final slam of bathroom my feet took me to the bed and I planted myself on it, face down.

I too had a life once. My zone, my life, my peace and yes… my coffee. I miss everything. Hell! I even missed scratching my back without having any concern about any particular Hot zombie bear with a capital H. I could enjoy my magazine lying in bed. And now as if the whole universe is suddenly against me to plot my fall.

I heard water hitting the tiles of bathroom. It was better to escape than facing his royal assness himself! I quickly changed into denim shorts and an old sweat-shirt of mine and went downstairs.

And there he was, in all his glory. The love of my life.

I rushed to him not caring how many home servants I had to prevent colliding with. I wanted to run up to him, hug him and give him the best kiss of my life. And I know he would understand that it was always him, Klaus stood no chance.

But I stopped a step away from him. “I missed you so much.” I moaned. “I love you with all my life.”

I held him in my hands, his warmth seeping through my skin. My ultimate lover, who could make me forget any shitty day.

My beloved Coffee, with a capital C.

Dramatic much?

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