Aayansh pov:-

I sitting on the pavilion when a beautiful ,charming angel entered jise dekh ke mera khada ho gaya and then I realised that she is non other than soon to be my wedded wife whom I should hate but instead I am drowning in her beauty.

“No Aayansh behek mat uski khubsurti mein wo jarur dusron ki tarah tere paison ke piche hi hai. ”saying this I composed myself then that girl sitted beside me.

When the priest called us for the pheras I stood up but she didn't. Then I felt anger rushing down my veins. First she agreed to this marriage and now not ready to do it like she was on a mission to ruin my fucking reputation.

I forcefully made her stand and as per instructions we completed our pheras and sit down again.

Now the priest told me to tie the sacred thread (mangalsutra) around her neck. I did as asked. Then again priest told me to put sindoor (vermilion) on her hair partition.

I take a pinch of sindoor and on my way to put it on her partition then he looked in my eyes. My breath hitched her eyes were doing something wrong to me still I feel peace in that like I would die happily if I asked to in the depth of those beautiful seren eyes.

When the priest asked again I regain my sense and fill her hair partition some of it fell on her nose making her more adorable as she is.

Then priest announced us as husband and wife infront of our family. Yes it was a marriage only composed of mine and hers family as my family wanted it to be a secret which I don't understand.

Then I noticed that my so called father giving her father 20 lakhs while saying “thank you for solding your daughter to us”

What she was sold by her own genetical father. I stood rooted in my place where she stand still without any emotion like she has no life.

When I saw her vulnerable state I felt anger rushing down me then I marched towards our so called fathers.

I held her father's collar and said tumhari himmat kese hui use bechne ke liye wo tumhari beti hai.

Mujhe pata hai ki wo meri beti hai Issiliye toh becha or mera collar chod aur apne baap Se puch Said that bastard .

Konsa baap esa karta hai I roared and turned towards my father and said ye aapne sahi nhi kiya iska anjam bura hoga.

Kuch bura nhi hoga agar Tumhe wo pasand nhi toh mein use ajj kothe (bothrel) me bech dunga Wese bhi mein kl bechne wala tha said my cruel father. I ashamed to call him as my father but destiny is harsh.

Aap usse bechna toh dur usse dekha toh mein apki jaan le lunga aur sab dabha kr dunga. Wo meri biwi hai ijjat Se pasao usse. Saying this I held her hand take her towards my car.

She is not reacting at all jese ussme jaan hi na ho. I made her seat in the passenger seat and went toward driver seat droved towards my house where I was living alone from past years.

The journey went in pure silence and we reached our house.

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