Behave

Meera ~

I winced as the hair curler touched my forehead, causing my skin to burn slightly "I am so sorry, Ms. " I heard the stylist and sighed "it's okay, just tell someone to bring me an ice pack" I said to her.

Today, I am attending the first event with my husband after my wedding. It is a party hosted by one of his partners at their home, and they has sent invitation to bring me along.

That is why, my husband sent all the stylist to doll me up in the best way possible, to make me look presentable, that was his exact words.

It hurt, it hurt so much, when he humiliates me, I know I am not pretty enough, no, I am not pretty at all but atleast he could have the decency not to humiliate me in front of outer world.

"Done, you can see yourself now" I heard the hair stylist, the makeup artist has already done my makeup.

I slowly opened my eyes, and blinked slowly, taking in my whole appearance.

My face was done in light summer makeup with glowy blush and hair was done in French side low bun with few curls bouncing on the sides of my face.

My dress was from Ralph Lauren, it is a sky blue gown, with florals on the hem, it fits my curves amazingly.

I can't say I look prettiest but I look presentable as the wife of the wealthiest man in the whole of Europe.

"You have beautiful eyes, ma'am" I heard the stylist and I bit my inner cheek and than gave her a small smile with a thank you. Its not that people give me compliment everyday.

'Why did you have to give me a ugly child, Paris? Look at her, saggy potato. Just make her look presentable for tonight, I don't want to deal with commenting on her ugliness.'

I was 9 at that time, ugly and chubby. My father never liked, I was not his desired child, he always taunted me, he hated the mere site of me.

And my now my husband hates the mere site of me, I hope I match up to his expectations from me today.

The stylists were gone and I was waiting in my room, for my husband. Who still has not come from the office.

Samantha came in, and gasped for the air, a chuckle escaped from my mouth "calm down sammy" I said, jokingly and she shake her head.

"Master, has arrived and is waiting for you, he has asked me to get you down, fast" She said and I sighed and got up from the bed.

Everyone fears Abram, no one can predict his temper, it is like a boiling water on the stove, always on the edge.

I walked out the room and climbed down the stairs, I clench my fist tightly and casted my eyes on the floor as I feel his eye watching my every movement.

I just hope he finds me presentable enough. "Look up, when you walk, I don't want people commenting on how under confident my wife looks".

My ears perked up, and my heart beat fastened, I have heard these kind of words before but every time they just hurt new. Even though they are not wrong.

I look up and found him already ahead of me, I tried to control my nerves, I won't mess it up, I won't mess it up for him.

We sat in the car, there was eerie silence , it was dark, only lights from the outside was peeking inside.

I tilt my head and look at him, his face was straight, void of showing any emotion. But still inhumanly beautiful.

The stubble was shadowing over his jaw, which was clenched, he is wearing a tux with a floral tie as the same dress as me.

I don't know why but this little detailing gave me butterflies in my tummy. I know I should not be happy, and think that he did it for me because I know the truth and I won't think about it now, because it will make me sad.

And I want to glow with happiness, even though inside I feel nothing but sadness.

The car stopped and we got out from the car. And suddenly a warm hand was put on my waist, tugging me closer.

I look up to see my husband, and he looked at me, his eyes shining with pretentious happiness. My heart thudded inside my chest with the close proximity.

He smiled and brought his face closer to my side cheek, near my ear and he whispered "behave--" . That's it, I heard the click of the cameras, capturing our pictures. Oh how I could forget that it is all pretense.

We walked past the paparazzi, with him holding my hand walking me inside the home, gently.

The home was decorated beautifully, with florals and illuminated with big chandeliers. It feels like a lavish party, and why wouldn't it. It is the party of one of the richest man in England.

Ladies and gentlemen were dressed in different shades with floral patterns and designs, after all the theme was floral summer.

"Finally, we get to meet Mrs. Oberoi, sorry we couldn't make it to your wedding, but thank you for coming today and gracing this party with your presence" I blushed at the way Mr. Beckman talked to me.

"You are such a charmer, sir. It's my pleasure to attend this party with my husband" I said and shake my hands with him.

I bit my lip as Abram, squished my waist painfully and I released my hand from Mr. Beckman's hand.

He said his bye to us and walked away. Many new people I met today, most of them were rich industrialist or A- list celebs.

I was smiling with my whole heart, because this is the first time I am this close to Abram, even jst for tonight even just to pretend a happily married couple, I feel happy to pretend all these things, because for me it is real.

I excused myself from the group my husband was talking to One of them was Hanerrina the new famous actress. I did not like the vibe she was giving me.

I need to go to the loo, to calm my nerves from all these things.

I was in the loo, when I heard some women talking "Did you see the wife of Mr. Oberoi, god she looks so young and naive and she doesn't look at all his type, he is so handsome and dreamy. "

I feel a pang of jealousy as, the way they were talking about my husband. I did not care what they think of me, but I did not like the way they were talking about my husband.

I flushed and walked out, usually I avoid these kind of situations but tonight I feel as if I have to face these woman.

"Mr. Decker looks good while posing with Beth, I must say Mrs. Decker" I said and gave her a big smile. She grew mum and the woman standing beside her chuckled. Bitch.

I washed my hands and walked out. Feeling a little content, I know I shouldn't have said this but it was fun until--

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I hope you all enjoy the chapter.

Love Pia