"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

「 ⋆.˚ 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡 ꩜ .ᐟ」 "Kabhi pyaar bhi kiya tha mujhse?" He asked, his voice cold, rough and husky. "Mera jawab shayad mayne nahi rakhta ab," She replied, looking everywhere but him and that's his punishment for loving her. "Ab to kuch bhi mayne nahi rakhta," He replied, looking everywhere but her and that's her punishment for loving him. "Maaf kar paoge mujhe?" She asked, trying to hold his hands, "Kaha na, kuch mayne nahi rkhata hai ab," He replied, harshly jerking off her hands. "Hum mayne rakhte hai?" "Hum nahi sirf 'main' aur 'tum'." "Phir kabhi 'hum' ho payenge?" "Kash na hi ho." "Kyun?" "Kyuki ye sawal main phir kabhi puchna nahi chahta." "Kya?" "Kabhi pyaar bhi kiya tha mujhse?" -𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆? sorry we aren't in disney.