Love Me If You Dare

7 - Broken

Dev's pov

I was staring at the ceiling of my suit room for few hours from early morning I couldn't sleep well last night. I was mad and I don't understand what was happening with me. Was I taking out my frustration over her or that anger which I felt for Lakshmi was taken over her ? I don't understand. Night which I had to spend it with my new wife got spoilt by me itself and I feel so happy about it. If I think about her my mood will turn off and that girl is not even look attractive for me. What makes me happy and satisfying when I see her tears. When I see how her dreams are getting shattering one by one.

When Zahir told Mohit that I came to hotel he asked me a question...., do I have to be like this from marriage night itself ? I could only scoff at him because he won't understand that pain inside my heart. Watching her happy face to get married to me I felt like walk away from there breaking her dreams. How dare she ? How can she smile at me like that ?  Whenever she smiles I feel like to hurt her. Because her smile and her happiness is someone's else life. She don't have any rights to smile in her life.

I heard Zahir calling me from outside. I let him come inside and stood from bed grabbing my robe.

" DD, your aunt just called me now. She asked you to get back home as soon as possible. " He seemed to be worried and he was still holding his phone in hand. I think aunty scold him from morning itself.

" Why she called in this early morning ? " I asked while drinking some water.

" Your Dadi came back with some relatives and waiting to for you to finish post marriage rituals " he replied.

" Damn..... What else is there ?  Didn't they finished everything yesterday night itself ? " I rolled my eyes getting annoyed by everything that related to my marriage. Only I know how I sat to marry that girl for half an hour.

" There will be such tradition. Even we have so for a royal family definitely there will be something special. You should hurry up DD, your aunt sounded bit tensed .... I think it's because of dadi " Zahir says

" Alright I am coming.  You wait outside" I ordered to Zahir and went to get freshen up quickly. She was all over me yesterday. But nice..... I liked her she knows to satisfy her partner.

Zahir drove me back to my home quickly and when I reached there I saw some familiar and non familiar faces. A group of aunties and most were my close and distant relatives.  With a fake smile I just passed by them. Their looks at me was thousands of questions and I can guess the main one. " Where I went leaving my newly wedded wife ? "  Dadi looked annoyed..... Did that bitch said something ? I wondered , if she spilled something then it's her final day here. Clenching my jaw I walked silently towards my room.

Usually everyone will be happy to open their own room's door but I never likes it. I don't even like to come to this house then this room isn't anything special. I get more comfort from those hotel beds than here. see the irony..... Soon after I opened the door I shut my eyes tightly because sunlight just pierced into my eyes like some vita rays of captain America.

" What the hell ? " I shouted and entered into my room searching for the remote of blinds.

" Who the bloody hell did this ? " I grunted and quickly closed all the blinds on windows to keep my room dark. I like it in that way , maids know that then who ?

Damn, from morning itself I really getting frustrated. I threw the remote to couch and walked towards the closet and there I stepped on a few plastic packets which was lying on floor. I frowned my face thinking that from where these waste came ? Chocolate wraps, cookie covers what else ?  Did I came to wrong room ? Is it my brother's room or mine ? Even such doubts passed into my mind because I don't recognise my own room within a night. This can't be my room.  I want my room to be clean and tidy always,  also my things shouldn't change its place at any cost.