His pov
She didn't give any reply and came to the main door, now she isn't even looking at my face. She has kept her gaze fixed to the floor since she came out from the room. What's her problem? till tomorrow she was asking for answers and now she doesn't want to look in my direction?
Chuck it right now I need to get ready to face the extreme reactions of my family. She was wearing her heels that she was wearing since yesterday. She was tieing them and suddenly thud!
She lost her balance and was going to kiss the floor but I don't know that it was a reflex action or anything else, but I held her midway only. My hands were on her waist and her hands were on my shoulders.
She was clutching her eyes shut. She took 5 long seconds to open her eyes which felt like an eternity, but the moment she opened her eyes, I felt like time stopped.
Our eye contact was so intense it felt like raw fire which will consume not just us, but the whole world. Dude what the fuck am I doing. She's quite of a distraction man!
I can't keep up with this shit now. I need to gather myself and ignore her. This is not who I am. I left her and thump! She fell on the ground. I ignored her and got out of the building and stood in the underground parking lot. What was i doing there?
After good 15 minutes she came, I didn't glance at her. She was silent. Won't she complain like she used to do in childhood?
"idhar kya kar raha hai re?" a manly voice echoed in the parking lot(translation: what are you doing here huh?). Wait! I know who it is. Its .. itss rudra for sure.
He literally jumped in front of me. "aj maharaj yaha? Mahal se nikal diya kya?"(translation: the King's here today? You got axed frok the palace or what?) . He was maybe here because he manages this place majorly as its my personal space so I don't trust anybody else for this job. He spotted divya and glanced at her from up to down wondering that who's she.
"ye kiski biwi hai oyy? Kiske sath ghum raha hai? Pagal hai kya aunty ko batata hu ruk! Pehle bhi sal me ek-do baar ladki ke sath milta tha, par iss bar kisi ki biwi? Tu markhayega rukk!" he yelled all this things in one single breath and jumped on me.
(translation: oyy whose wife is this? With whom are you roaming? Are you mad or what, wait 'i'll tell aunty! Earlier times too i would find you once or twice in a year with a girl, but this time someone's wife? You'll get a good beating wait!)
he didn't even give me a chance to explain. He was hitting on my back and shoulders continuously. I couldn't bear more and slapped him straight away. "biwi hai woh meri" I said (translation: she's my wife).
Shocked was a understatement to describe the reaction on his face right now. For 2 minutes he stood frozen on his place. I tried to cast a glance at divya, to know her reaction. But as soon as I turned my face a bone crushing punch landed on my face.
"what the heck" I yelled, I yell very rarely but when I do......
"when did you marry, why didn't you tell me you dagabazz" he asked(translation : betrayer)
"I'll tell you but not now"
"not now matlab abhi bhi nahi batana hai terko"(translation: nit now means what? You still don't wanna say?)
I just eyed him dangerously and he understood that the matter is serious. He is majorly a decent, calm and sane person, but this news was hard for him to digest.
He then went to divya's side.
Her pov
"hey, I am rudra ahuja nice to meet you", the guy said extending his hand who seemed to be like........ his friend? Even though I was exhausted I cannot be rude to everybody. C'mon divya please be polite its his friend only but still uski badas ispe nahi nikal sakti(translation : i can't take out my anger on him) "hey I am divya rajput, nice to meet you too" I said shaking hands with him.
"uhm uhm" reyansh started coughing. We both glanced at him. "you mean divya reyansh singh rathore right?" he spilled the name as it was some symphony. He spoke so slowly and coldly, but then too thousands of butterflies erupted in my belly.
The eye contact was making things even more worse. As soon as we made eye contact a unknown emotion was visible in his eyes. I couldn't hold the proximity more. I forcefully yanked my eyes away from him.
I need to take my stand, I want a divorce from him. Just let me reach my family. They will surely eat him raw.
"bhabhi he's like this only ' a scary jerk' don't pay much attention to him" rudra said this and reyansh rolled his eyes annoyingly. Reyansh dragged rudra to a corner for don't know what. But after 5 minutes they came back here. I wonder what they were talking but I should not poke my nose in his matter. So I left the thoughts.
"bye bhabhi, we'll meet soon" rudra said to me. "bye, it was nice meeting you" I said politely to which he smiled and then left. "sit in the car" he said in his always cold tone.
I swear I'll make him regret everything. From the marriage to making me fall in the doorway. You'll regret evrything hukum sa be ready, i am not a puppet who'll dance on your directions, instead i'll cut the thread and choke you with that thread.
The mourning session is done, now it is show time. For now I sat in the car as I can't risk my family till I have a full proof plan. He too sat in the car and started to drive. The drive was fully silent.
After 20 minutes
Here we were standing at the doorstep of his palace. The palace was exquisitely big, it had a very traditional royal kind of architecture. It was giving me goosebumps as it was insanely large.i thought to run away but then the thought of what would he do to my family made me stay back.
All the guards were bowing down and greeting us . I was getting really uncomfortable and awkward. I like to be an invisible person mostly. I thanked each one of them but he didn't even glanced at them. Huh rude jerk.
The guards were stunned too, well not their fault I am too scared at the sight of mangalsutra and sindoor on me, it makes want to rub my forehead so bad that then the red color on my forehead would be of just blood.
a lady opened the door for us, "a gya tu...." She stopped mid sentence at glanced at me(translation: you came...).
she was damn shocked. "who is she?" she asked hastily. She didn't recognise me I guess but I remember her, she's anika aunty, his mom. "don't panick mom please, I..i ... married her" just as these words left his mouth a plate slipped from some family member's hands. Many people were there in the house right now. There was complete silence in the whole room. Anika aunty was glaring at us and was about to say something but then an old man came In view. He's I guess dadji. Yeah this is him only. "anika calm down, I know about this and daksh too knows, he took permission from me"he said this and anika aunty turned to him.
"you gave him permission papa? Whyy?"she asked him. "I'll explain it you in some time but first please do her griha pravesh". How does he know? What is going on? Meri permission nahi li par inki le li wahhh. Anika aunty glanced at everybody and then left with a half confused face. Nobody argued and tried to speak because of dadaji.
She came back with a kalash filled with rice and kept it in front of me. "kick this gently and then enter" she said softly. I kicked it and then entered.
Then a maid kept a thal full of kumkum. "dip your feet and then leave your footprints" I wonder how can be she still so calm. I dipped my feet in the thal and then entered.
This everything was feeling so strange. Many people were just silent and glaring at me as if I were some alien. I didn't bother right now to remember them, as my brain wasn't working properly right now. "go reyansh show her the room" dadaji instructed him. He eyed me to come along with him and we left the main hall room.
We now reached a big hallway.
Then we entered his room.
His room was a little giving more royal vibes unlike his penthouse. But still it was dark. I guess he loves darkness.
He sat on the nearby sofa as soon as he entered. We need to talk. After few seconds of silence he started speaking.
"See I have nothing to do with you, make this clear in your mind. You are rani sa ,but not my wife. And Don't even try to evade my personal space at any cost and fix this in your mind."
What the hell. Before i could reply he whispered coldly.
"i.don't. like. Repeating. My. words". Does he have to be this rude all the time?? Tears were welling up in my eyes but i didn't let them fall.
He fucking married me forcefully himself and now this.
Who am i a rajput?a rathore? What is my existence god? Do my choices even matter? I don't what destiny has planned for me but now I'll not stay silent. I'll fight. I am not the shy, traditional kind of girl. Now he'll pay for what he did. You'll pay for everything Mr. Rathore.
"why did you marry me??" I asked him rather I would say I yelled at him. He groaned and stood up. In a lightning second I was pinned to the wall.
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