All were looking too excited today. Sim was wearing a blush pink lehenga and Achraj matching sherwani. She was looking so happy. I couldn't ignore Achraj' gaze on me while laavans. My heart shudders at the thought. I saw true love in his eyes. I hope it won't affect their married life. I'm worried about Sas but also relieved that Saavi is going to live with her. Sas, she's the prettiest bride and her mother-in-law is a beautiful and kind person.
I'm still shocked. I'm trying to wrap my mind around what just happened. After signing the marriage papers, I was still feeling single. But now, we're married after the ceremonies. My heart is still beating in my ear. It's true. My unmarried life is over. I no longer belong to my family, but to my husband. Neither I'm feeling happiness nor sadness. It's time to leave now.
It's making me giddy, every
My enemies are waiting to ambush. They'll seek to attack during the reception. I'm trying to be soft with her which is clearly not my nature, nor my brothers. They're smiling, pampering her because she's their queen. Our empire is run by three lions, by us. I'm the eldest one. Her family kept the truth of this dark world away from her, I wanna keep it concealed from her too. I got the gist behind this doing, but they brought her up without giving her any training. I can swear, she hasn't seen a gun and a pocket knife. I'm taking note of her every small gesture. She's naive. She doesn't even know what I've planned for her. She has to gain my trust if she wants her freedom. I don't think that I can act according to her thinking. I suppose she'll understand in some way, of course in a polite way. There's no fu*king way, I'll use violence with her. Arya and Ryan are protective, they're bound to a blood oath. She'll be safe with them. I still don't trus
I stare at the linear chandelier in the hall of our bedroom. It looks like the crown of the king. It's beautiful all white but not pure white and lavender blue walls, a luxury king size bed with an extra tall headboard, huge bedroom decor. Walls are shining like newborn glass. Grey wave type curtains and sheer ceiling type curtains are adding more charm. It feels like I've stepped into another world. I don't wanna wrap my mind around it. I sigh heavily. I rub my fingers over my forehead as it begins to pound. Clenching my phone, I push myself up and take the stairs. It'll chase me after my death too. Did I do the right thing? When I push the door open, my two gargantuan suitcases are laying at the foot of the bed. I haven't seen what my family has pac
My feet freeze when I hear her clearly. The determination pierces my heart. " I'll kill myself." She says again. Her grip on my arm begins to lose. I hoist her up. Her eyes close and her head falls back. She stops crying. I've heard people crying before. Her cries cut my heart deep. I ascend the stairs but stop. " What happened to her? " Arya asks. " I don't know, " I've seen girls with fighting skills. She knows a little but uses it fully. " I hear her saying... " He couldn't say a word. Death is a companion to us. I quicken my pace toward the clinic. My glance lands on Devon. His nose is bleeding. I would have killed someone if anyone dared to touch my brother. She broke his nose in front of me. She sneaked out. I shou
I sit on the top step. It will be easy to move down the stairs. I can't hop. it will send me to the hospital for days. I won't be able to attend any reception. " Love, did you fall? " Yuvaan ascends the stairs, two at one time. " No, I was... " I anxiously look at him. He extends his hand. Reluctantly, I hold his hand. He scoops me up, " It'll heal quickly. If you'll rest. No more mischief making. " He says. It stuns me, " I'm not a mischief-maker. " I shyly say. " Aren't you? " He cocks his eyebrows looking down at me. I shake my head, " If you have told me that you wanna go out. I would have come with you. " He says. He's right. I purse my lips, " I'm sorry. " I whisper. &nbs
I never regret my actions. Today, I felt it because of my brother. I'm always protective. My own brother has hurt my wife. My wife! I want to keep her safe, protect her, I fucking hate it when she cries. I can guess. No one made her cry before. She loves little things, she doesn't need expensive things to be happy. " We can't join you for breakfast tomorrow. We need to see business. Local mobs are creating problems." Arya says. " Hm, I'm coming with you. " I announce. " We're kings. He'll handle it. " Ryan says. They exchange a look. I decipher them from the core of my heart. They are disturbed by the incident this morning. I can feel the tension in the air. " Boss, " Maggi knocks on the door, " Dinner is ready.
A fleeting smile comes over my lips when last night's dreams are still hovering over my mind. I saw my family, my sisters. For a second, I thought. I'm back in my old life. But it's not happening. I can never forget him. I'm doubting I'll be able to smile without him. I turn on my back and freeze. I shut my eyes tightly. I open my eyes again. ' Why are we sharing a bed? He didn't tell me we are sharing a bed. My toes curl, when my gaze stops on his bare chest. He's truly very handsome. His hair is covering his forehead. Reluctantly, I forward my hand. My mind is chiding me to pull it back. That's not what we've signed the contract for. I don't know how to take the next step. I have imagined a married life with nothing more than care, laughing and understanding. My smile broadens when my fingers touch his sil
My tears are dried now. Hoisting his hand, tenderly he touches my cheeks, " You cried, " He says. I open my mouth to dig my teeth in my lower lip but I stop myself as the small cut is healing, "I was feeling alone." I say in the middle of a sight. Weirdly, I'm feeling composure in his presence. He stares down. I followed his gaze, "I wasn't hungry." I whisper. He bends forward and glances into my eyes. I'm not feeling alone and longing for crying without reason anymore. Presumably, It's his absence that causes me all this, " Come, I've something for you. You'll like it. " He holds out his hand. I hesitate but put my hand in his. He tugs me off the bench and locks his arm around my waist taking my weight, " What is it? " I ask him as we walk in together. 
I wake up with the chime of my phone. I glance around cracking my eyes open. I'm exclusively alone in the room. I stare at the screen and it stops ringing. I await it to ring again. It did. Answering the video call, I keep it straight on the nightstand taking the support from the vase, so I haven't to hold it. I blinked looking at them. Saavi and Sas smile at me from the same frame, Sim on second. They are already dolled up. They are looking pretty like always. " Why are you still in your bed? You'll get late for medicine. " Sim stares at me. I answer her with the blink of my eyes. I'm not in the mood to say anything. He's not in the room, if I'm too late he's not in the house. " You look sad. " Sas s