American Boy - Indian Girl
After marriage love story
He is an American. A renowned doctor working in New York. That ideal man every girl longs for. A workaholic and his world revolves around his family and hospital.
She is caring,soft hearted tradit...
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○ Diya's pov ○
I walked out of the club and inhaled the fresh air. God!! This feels soo good. Looking at my watch which showed half past ten. It's too early for any party to end and I can't expect Ryan to pick me up. So, I began walking slowly. The faces of those disgusting creatures came to my mind. They were utterly shocked and looked at me plainly when I shouted at them. They sat there unable to comprehend the scene that happened. Definitely they wouldn't have expected that from me. Even I couldn't believe the bold me. But, I should be like this, wherever necessary instead of being quiet. To be honest, I liked to see those three see me like - We shouldn't have taken her for granted.
I was pondering over my thoughts when my phone vibrated. I unlocked my phone to see a message from Ma. ~ Are you comfortable in there, darling? If not, call Edward and come back home.
Just by seeing the message, I got tears loaded. I must be very lucky to get her. Just like a mother, who understands her daughter's feelings without telling her, she understands me. What did I do to get an awesome husband and mother in law?
I quickly replied to her message
~ Don't worry about me, Ma. I'm totally fine and will be back soon. You should go sleep. Love you ma :) Good night
I pressed the send button and looked forward to walk when I felt someone hold my arms. Without a second thought, I turned with a force to give a tight slap.
After my hands landed on the person's cheek. My eyes widened to see Edward standing there looking at me shocked. Oh Shit!!!
I came out of my shocking statue state when I saw Ryan touch his cheek and flinch in pain saying "Ouch...DIYAA"
○ Edward Ryan's pov ○
I got late after meeting my friends so, I went straight to the bachelorette party. Usually, I'm not a party person and every time someone or the other have to drag me to attend it. This time, I should attend this and no other go. It was the usual party - drinks, dance nothing new. Yeah, when I say dance, obviously no men will dance like in group without women and most importantly, here comes the thing, I hate the most - the strippers. I don't like to look at some random women for pleasure and also I hate the way these guys talk and do with them.
Looking at all these, the thought of my wife came. Of course, the party would be same there and am damn sure, Diya would feel uncomfortable and out of place. I already know this, but I didn't want to stop Diya from going to party. Being a husband, I should just think of her safety and not stop her from having her own time.
But, something in me wanted to atleast see her from far. To see her if she's okay. This place doesn't suit me so, I quickly got out of the place after informing James. I drove my car to the club but, when I was nearing the club I saw my lady walking slowly. Wait!!! Is she Diya?? Yeah but she was wearing a knee length dress. Till now, I haven't seen her in dresses. God!! She looked super hot and dazzled in that golden dress. My favourite, her long hair was complimenting her look. A smile formed across my lips thinking that she's mine. BUT What is she doing here?... My thought would have been right. she would have been uncomfortable man. Thank God, atleast I came at the right time.
