Billionaires' Runaway Brides

Chapter 10

Nandini Arora's POV

Each day, I was hating my precious life more and more. I didn't behave badly in that dinner because I was full with my favorite food. I declined to have anything because apparently I had a 'kind of' heavy lunch. Manik gave me a look and I returned that look.

But that was not everything. Nayona Mehrotra wanted Manik and I to attend a party to let others know about the union. I saw that coming but nothing could prepare me for the snobby rich people's party. I would see the faces of my so called besties of that time.

That brought me in the fancy salon to get me ready for the party. I had no wish to attend that anniversary party. I knew I would get many nasty comments mostly because of Manik. He had a big number of admirers well his money had.

I looked like snatching such big bank balance right in front of their nose without doing anything. I got ready in a dark bronze color designer party dress. It was body fitting and I clearly didn't like the long neck and slit at the side. I was more of a jeans girl than a body fitting dress girl. Thankfully they left my hair open and alone, saying my hair was naturally wavy.

I was practicing my best bitchy face to get me through it. If I show them that they are affecting me in anyway then I would be done for. I thought Mehrotra's driver would come to fetch me but Manik too came along with the driver.

"They did a great job on you." Manik said and I rolled my eyes. Looks like that's all I would get as a compliment.

I silently sat inside the car. I was too anxious to argue with him. "You are future Mrs Mehrotra. Do not let others look down on you. You are superior than them. Show them their place if needed. You now have a reputation to uphold."

Instead of relaxing, he increased my worries. People were going to talk specially those stuck up b*tches. I had to save myself as well as his family name. The anniversary party was like a regular one. Too much media, too much wealthy people, too much glamor.

I had a blank face when we went towards the media people but Manik obviously didn't like it. As soon as we stood in front of the backdrop, he pulled me towards him, wrapping his arm around my waist. I wanted to glare at him but the media people started to click pictures so, I had no choice but smile sweetly at everyone including Manik.

Paparazzi started to throw questions towards us, mostly me. First question threw me off when they asked me about my presence here with Manik. I thought they were smart and could say what's going on between two people without actually mentioning anything. Then I realized, he might have attended that kind of parties with different dates and those paparazzi were thinking me as one of them. I could never explain the disgust I felt that time.

"My fiance and I, finally decided to come out publicly. We are having our engagement party soon. Hope to see you all there." Manik announced confidently. I just smiled. He clearly acted like we were in love that's why the marriage happening. I sighed internally because of all the lies. I wonder how he would wrap it up once I was gone.

We were greeted by Mr. & Mrs. Singh. They were celebrating their 30year anniversary. I actually did not remember which Mr & Mrs. Singh they were until I saw them. There were countless Mr and Mrs Singh. They were obviously shocked to see me there with Manik but they didn't say anything related to that. I could feel all the eyes of jealous girls who were wishing to witness my death.

"You are nervous." He said and I looked at him. "Your poker face do not work that well. Keep your shoulder up and head high."

"It's just your fanclub's death stares. My God those b*tches look so angry."

"They have every reason to be angry but you should not keep up with them gently." I resisted an eye roll. What was he expecting me to do? Should I start wrestling for him?