Omkara snatched his phone and talked to the caller angrily "Who the hell is this?" he asked.
"Om baby... it is me your Lizze" said the voice and he groaned.
"Congratulations on your pregnancy... call me when you know the name of your child's father" he growled into the phone and she gasped.
"Om... it is you...that night at the bar" she started and he cut her off.
"That night and the many nights before... I didn't sleep with you and unfortunately that is mandatory for you to get pregnant with my child... science isn't that developed yet that children can be born out of a mere touch or hug" he explained patiently and Lizze sobbed.
"Om... I thought it was you I slept with that night... who was it then?" she asked and he rolled his eyes.
"The last I saw; Larson took you away from me at the party... you might start with asking him first" he advised before he ended the call muttering 'Good God'
He turned his head towards Gauri who resumed reading her book and tried to repair the damage.
"Gauri... she is just a friend I met in UK... I didn't sleep with her I promise... please trust me" he said but she refused to turn her attention towards him making him shut up.
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It was the day of engagement and Shivaay was busy in looking after the arrangements.
"Mom... when will you reach?" he asked into the phone.
"Okay... I will let the engagement start then... try to come sooner... yeah...everything is taken care of. You just have to come on time... okay... I will call you later"
"Shivaay... when will your mother come? It is almost time" asked Shakti. Shivaay explained that she will reach in a short time and they start with the rituals in the meanwhile.
Gauri was near the stage giving company to Priyanka when Omkara silently walked towards her. She wore a violet colored lehenga-choli which matched with the theme. Her neck was adorned with diamonds designed into a beautiful necklace made of platinum, her ears with matching jhumkas and hands wore plain violet bangles interspersed with silver ones. She left her hair open, with long ear chains pinned to the sides completing the traditional look.
Her blouse was backless and Omkara ran his hand gently over it before he whispered in her ears "You look breathtakingly beautiful Gauri"
Gauri sucked in a breath before she turned around to look at him. He looked dashing in his grey colored ethnic wear, hair open and eyes pouring out love as he looked at her.
"Bhabhi... where is mom?" asked Priyanka and Gauri broke out of her daze and turned to the bride, explaining that she is on her way to the function.
Omkara was having a great time irritating and provoking Gauri. He never wasted a single moment in the last two days, finding ways to spend time with her and talk to her warming her up to him and making her forget her anger towards him. He was sure she forgave him but was still keeping him away for some reason which he had no idea of. However, he vowed to find it out soon.
He glanced at the guests around him, some walking around to show off their designer wear, some busy taking selfies and others helping in the preparation. He was about to return his focus back to his girl, when he saw Shivaay yelling at some waiter who was profusely apologizing to him.
The next instant Shivaay looked at the entrance and his face relaxed, happiness replacing the earlier frown. He looked in the direction and saw a woman walking towards his friend. Intrigued, he focused his attention on the woman whose face wasn't clearly visible as Shivaay was covering her.
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Mr. Perfect (Completed) ✅
FanfictionA perfect man would never act from a sense of duty; he'd always want the right thing more than the wrong one ---- C.W. Lewis. Meet Omkara Chowdary an upcoming neurosurgeon in Mumbai. He is infamously called "Mr. Perfect" by the way he always prefer...