Harold pov
It's been a week since I am preparing for our wedding. Hell my baby is being sassy, she request for all those things which at the end becomes impossible for me.Last Monday, we were in garden. She was playing with a cute little baby of one of my man but suddenly started crying. That scared the hell out of me. I ran towards her and asked her about it, all she said was,
"I want these flowers to grow up now". Hell that gave me quick trouble feeling. I tried to explain her and she being better half of mafia king was not even getting the point.she didn't even shared a word with me for whole 4 hours and those four hours were like a hell to me.On Tuesday, she was craving for chicken masala (Indian dish), I literally tanked to God cuz I was well know about it, her fucking taste buds didn't approved and then in this hell mansion I had to paint our room with fucking black and white colour. I loved this punishment but was not happy the way her hormones were making her behave. But it was kind of cute thing.
Tomorrow is our marriage and I am so fucking happy. I love her and I don't have words to explain it.
Suddenly my phone started ringing. Who the fuck wants to die, cuz if the person is not important to me and had the guts to call ,I would not hesitate to kill, damn I am day dreaming about my love.
Looking at phone and hell, cupcake was calling me.
"Yup baby, how can a handsome man like me can help you"? I questioned and you can say it was my mistake cuz she responded in a different way.
" Who the hell in this fucking world ate my all kiwis, I will torture that person through your room." She shouted.
Hell she is craving for kiwis lately and I had to maintain the stock.
"Baby calm down, I would bring kiwi flavour cake for you. " I calmed her down.
"You better bring or else sleep in the guest room for 5 months." She said in her best serious voice.
I hate her hormones.
"Baby have you tried the dress of yours, will I be that lucky to see a picture at least?" I asked.
"Yes I did, and no you're not getting any pictures." She said and disconnected the call.
It's been 3 days since I last saw her. Actually the Punjabi ritual as well as the Christan rituals don't allow this so, here I am staying alone.
I am living in a hotel from last 3 day all alone and I fucking miss her.
I called Vic ....
"Omg! What I did in this hell world that I am getting a call from the king of mafia after FUCKING 17 MINUTES." He said last part with loads of sarcasm."Vic, I want you to maintain a stock of kiwis, no I don't want to , I am ordering you. Man her loud voice can make a person pee in his pants". I said making him laugh.
"Ok I'll do buddy. Bye see you tomorrow". Vic replied.
That idiot is staying with my wife, for no reason.
........................ WEDDING DAY.................
I am so happy that today is our wedding. I can't wait to see my girl.
I got ready and went to the venue. Everything was perfect. I love her and this gonna be the best wedding ever.
I called Bella and the way she sounded made my day more blossoming. Dude she is the best.
"Hey handsome, I am on the way. Our babies are so excited to see their father looking so fucking like a chocolate prince". She said.
Yes babies, actually she was fainting alot this week. So we decided to see doctor. When we got this news, cupcake was so red due to her blushing.
Then I saw someone standing near the tree looking goddess, in a white wedding gown.
I was so mesmerised in her beauty that I didn't recall when we took our vows.
"Now you may kiss each other and I announce you husband and wife from today". The priest said.
Hell , when the fuck I said " I do".
I took a step forward and started kissing her like my life depends on it.
Finally we did it, I did it, she did it.
"Thanks baby for everything". I said after kissing those beautiful lips.
"Please don't let me go back to all those dark memories ever". She kind of pleaded.
"Poor you, now you are struck with me for you whole life". I said making her laugh.
"Forever?"She asked
"Forever". I replied.
"FOREVER." This time Vic shouted making us laugh.
"I love you". I said kissing her once again.
"Love you too". She replied.
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