Kashvi-

I was sitting and eating my chocolate,  savoring every bite but it got snatched by my annoying brother Aryan.

" Give it back to me! " I yelled running after him but he just laughed and ran down to the living room.

" Aryan!  Chor ! " he just kept running, I wasn't looking around but just at him when I collided with someone.

" I'm so sorry, " I said and froze after I saw  Bade papa glaring at me. 

Why the hell is my fate hell bent to murder me!?

" What are you doing? " he asked, his tone serious as if I was an employee and he was the boss.

" Ba..bade papa ,he just snatched away my chocolate, " I stuttered and regretted saying that childish reason but it was the truth.

" You are a grown up girl now, not a kid anymore, " he stated and I looked around to see my cousins and others staring at the show going on," You are engaged and going to get married within a week,

I felt like snapping at this ' Yeah marriage that was supposed to be of your daughter who ran away! ' but I couldn't do that to him now, can I?

" One daughter of this house already gave us enough reasons to keep our head low and feel ashamed,  I expect you to not do something like that. Start behaving yourself we don't want any kind of complain from your in-laws and stop playing around and start helping in the kitchen and household chores.  "

I nodded like an obedient child but only if he knew what I did behind his back!

" And you will not go anywhere till the day you get married, " he announced and I took a deep breath.

" What about my job? " I asked slowly.

" Take a leave till that or leave your job, you are supposed to handle household now, " he said as if 'Duh'

The words hit me like a slap, just because I was getting married didn't mean I was supposed to be a housewife. How could he even think like that! It was ridiculous.

I didn't work hard just so he could rule me and my life. I controlled my urge to roll my eyes at him. From the corner of my eyes I could see Aryan smirking at me.

That ass! I had saved that chocolate for like a week controlling myself for today.

Before he could drop any other stupid bomb, his phone ringed. I turned towards my mother who just gave me an apologetic look because there was nothing she could do after all!

She always  told me that she won't let me get married for another decade for the same reason. She didn't want me to not have a career.

Tears welled up in my eyes but I never cried in front of anyone, so I just blinked again and again.

"Yes Mr. Singhania, " Bade papa said and I wondered why they called.

" It's a pleasure... No don't worry about that.... Sure, we'll drop her by, " he said and hanged up the phone.

" Go and get ready,  they want to get your ring changed to your size, " he said and I nodded and walked away.

Reesha followed me as I walked back to my room. Taking a deep breath I walked inside to change my clothes when Ree's voice stopped me.

" Why are you doing this Di? " she asked and I smiled bitterly. " Doing what Ree? " I asked her.

" Acting as if are perfectly fine, I know you are not! " she snapped hugging me.

Rubbing my tears furiously,  I pulled away, " I'm getting late. Hitler will kill me, " I laughed playfully. 

We all used to call Bade papa - Hitler  , a part of me felt that he knew his nickname but another part of me argued that if he really knew then we would be six feet under already.

I was sitting in the passenger seat with Rushant Bhaiya because he was taking me to my fiance's office.

Yes,  I called him my fiance . It's better to accept truth when you couldn't do anything else.

Now I could not run away like Deepti right. Or else people will go crazy thinking ' dono betiyaan bhaag gyi ? Wo bhi ek hee ladke se?

" Behave yourself. Talk less. I'm leaving you to him, don't commit any mistake which would make dad lose his mind, " he said dropping me off in front of a huge and tall building. I looked around and entered inside and approached the lady standing at the reception.

She was in her early thirties, smiling at me she asked, " How may I help you? "  I looked around , the interior of the building had a modern look and everything screamed rich and extra. 

" Umm... I'm here to see, " I thought for a second, would she really know him if I tell her his name so casually? " Danish, Danish Singhania."

She looked at me from head to toe as if judging me and I tried not to snap at her. Smiling tauntingly, she asked again, " Do you have an appointment with him? "

First of all,  I wasn't looking bad okay! My fashion sense was way much better but for the same of my family  I was wearing a  blue denim jeans with a black kurti and a blue jacket over it,  my hair were braided by my side.  Agreed!  I wasn't wearing any sort of those formal clothes or extravagant dresses which I was sure was normal for people to wear coming here but what was the need in the first place? 

And appointment?  Seriously, who was he?  President? 

" No,  I'm here to meet him, and I don't actually think I need an appointment? " I said unsure of my own words.

" Sorry ma'am, " she said,  trying not to laugh at me, " you can't just go and meet him as you wish, he doesn't have enough time to spare anyone, " I looked at her gobsmacked.

  Was she trying to embarrass me?  I guess not.

She was just doing her work but it felt like she said those words on purpose. Before I could say something I heard someone call my name, "Kashvi " I turned around to look, it was Danish's friend I remembered but I forgot his name.

"What are you doing here? " he asked smiling. At least, his smile was genuine and not judgmental. Sighing in relief, I asked him dumbly instead of replying him,

" You remember me? "  as far as I know, one meeting was not enough for him to identify me so easily.

His smile took over his whole face, "Ofcourse I do!" He exclaimed happily .

" But sorry I forgot your name, " I said smiling sheepishly in return.

Laughing he said, " It's Rahul, let's go. I'll take you to Danish, " he grabbed my hand, I swiftly pulled it away so he doesn't find it rude .

" But she refused, " I stated pointing at the girl . " Tracey, next time don't repeat the same mistake. She's Mr. Singhania's fiancee. "

Her face changed within seconds and she looked at me horrified. " I'm so sorry ma'am, " she apologized bending and I waved my hand refusing.
" No need, " Rahul pulled me with him and I smiled brightly.

A little part of me felt good for what happened because of the way she acted before. But then I wondered why exactly she was horrified.

Might be because of the way he acts?  Definitely.

Or because it was important to be in good books of rich people.

" On which floor are we going? " I asked him and he grinned, " Seventeenth, " he shrugged.

" Danish loves dark colors, " he stated and I raised my eyebrows only to see him pointing at my attire. " I didn't know besides I love black.  Nothing to impress your friend, " he laughed at my sentence. " impressing him or not,  I'm definitely impressed here, " he muttered and I frowned in return.

" How so? "

" You are the first person who forgot my name . Girls don't often do that!" he winked and I laughed.

"Bet you say that to every girl , who knows? " I smirked and he shook his head.

" No-one forgets Rahul Singh Rajput's charms, but I'll consider you an exception since your are my soon to be sister-in-law, "

 I smiled at him,  he gave me some sort of positive vibes  and friendly easy going demeanor.

" Good morning Sir, " a young girl who looked so beautiful wished us.
I looked around, it was all empty and no-one was there.

The sky looked mesmerizing from this height and a part of me envied the fact that he got to see this view daily.

" Is he busy,Aashi? " Rahul asked and she shook her head.  Without even knocking, he barged inside dragging me with him.

" You do know right  , why people knock? " the same familiar voice asked.

Rahul just ignored it and sat in front of him, gesturing me to sit next to him.  I looked at Danish and his coal black eyes, as always making me feel weird.

Something unfamiliar yet familiar.

My eyes went to his table and they literally bulged out 'Danish Singhania - CEO'

What the hell!

He was the CEO of this whole building, this explains the reaction of that receptionist and others who were staring at us when we walked till here. There were other people too who had glared at my way which I ignored so wonderfully.

I knew he was rich and all but I didn't know his profession.

" Take a seat Ms. Chahal, " it wasn't an option but a command. Sighing I sat down and looked around, it also explained the reason for his bossy demeanor.

I looked at his fingers intertwined each other , the shining ring which I slid across his ring finger two days back was still there. He didn't remove it as I thought.

" Where is your ring Ms. Chahal? " his sharp voice making me look at him. " Taking it out from my purse, I placed it in front of him.

" If your finger would be a little slim,  we wouldn't have to change it, " he mumbled which made me narrow my eyes at him.

" We don't have to change it now either,  I can go without wearing it too, " I replied and he shook his head at my comment.

" Haww, wait bro. Did you try to call my sister-in-law fat? " Rahul smirked and faked a horrified look.  He was trying to provoke me to say something for his entertainment for sure.

" I didn't certainly say that, " Danish grumbled and I snorted, " Even if I'm fat,  I don't think so it concerns both of you in any way. "

Rahul placed his hand around my shoulder, " Come on sister-in-law, don't be mad at us. Danish will make it up to you, " he assured and I stared at Danish who looked at us with a bored expression.

Thought of Danish apologizing was enough to make me roll on the floor laughing,  because one thing I knew was that the way he acted, apologizing wasn't his thing.

" Will you excuse us? " he asked and I thought he was asking me but his eyes were fixed on his best friend.

" Didn't think you were this eager to make it up to her!"

Rahul smirked getting up and leaving the room, while Danish just glared at his best friend's back.

" Look here Ms. Chahal, " he ordered and I snapped my eyes at him.

" Let's get this clear, " he said throwing a file towards my way and indicated me to open it.

It was a contract.  A marriage contract.

" What is this? " I asked him even though I knew what it actually was.

" I'm least bit interested in this marriage, the only reason is my Grandfather.  I couldn't deny his request  and due to his health concerns we are getting married so early. " I stared at him, digesting each word that flew out of him.

" This contract will benefit both of us,  we'll have to remain in this marriage  till the end of this year. Till you are in this marriage, I'll be paying for all your expenditures and stuff,  money won't be a problem for you , I assure you that. Once you'll be out of this marriage,  you'll get a cheque of wholesome amount but in return you'll have to keep this all as a secret and it stays between us. " I looked at him baffled.

Is he serious!

" Are you kidding me? " I asked and he glared at me like always. " No, Ms. Chahal. "

" You sure are talking like that, " I scoffed and he clenched his fists, " I'm dead serious here, " his voice at edge.

" Why exactly do you think I'll sign this contract? " I asked him and he gave me a bored look,

" Any girl would die for this, Becoming my wife isn't a joke Ms. Chahal, " he boasted and I pursed my lips in a thin line.

What did he even think of himself?

" I'm not any girl, Mr. Singhania.  I don't need your money, you can keep it to yourself," I objected and he looked at me amused, " About the contract , I will not sign it.  If you have enough senses you should no that this is inevitable."

He clenched his fists as if trying to control his anger," This contract would make sure you don't run away like your sister and the termination of this marriage,"

I sighed staring at the papers in front of me.

" Let's get this straight okay , I will sign this thing only on few conditions," he motioned me to go on.

" First of all,  I want my freedom. I won't give up my job and You won't restrict me from going anywhere anytime. " I mentioned and ," You'll keep me updated about your whereabouts, " he said and  encouraged me to go on,

" Second,   even though this marriage is just a contract based marriage for you and you want to end it after a year, you'll respect my family, "

" I intend to do that Ms. Chahal, "

" You won't.. You won't get in a relationship or something like that with anyone else while you are in this marriage, " this made him more amused.

Ofcourse , I won't tolerate being a joke in a unwanted marriage.

" I can talk to anyone I want to, no restrictions and do whatever I like, " I said. There wasn't anything else or much I wished for, seeing that this marriage wasn't on my agenda in the first place. " We'll see about that, " he mumbled and I looked at him confused.

" You'll have to act like a happy married wife in front of my family and others, everything should be confidential . The last two conditions of yours apply to you also and you won't dare go against me," he warned, " your family might lose everything and go bankrupt. They have a huge debt to pay.  And your sister running away just added fuel to fire."

" You may sign the contract after its prepared, today in the evening, " he informed and I shook my head.

" I won't sign it," I said and he glared at me.

" You just kept your conditions and you are refusing. Why?"

I smiled at him bitterly getting up ," Cause when you want to be out of this marriage , we'll sign only on one paper that is divorce.  About the debt my family has to pay you cause my sister ran away, I don't think so they have to since we are getting married and I am not running away,"

Like have enough senses at least. Just cause you think you'll scare me away saying big words doesn't mean I would give away.

I wasn't that dumb.

He stared into my eyes coldly realising I wasn't going to sign on a piece of paper to determine our future we had no clue about.

" This was for your own benefit Kashvi, but clearly you want your life to be ruined. Now see what I will do," he warned me as I rolled my eyes and walked away.

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" Di. Di wake up!  " I heard Ree shake me up and I turned around groaning loudly.

" Let me sleep Reesha, " I mumbled .

I went to sleep after I came back, to ignore over thinking but here Ree wasn't allowing me sleep.

" Di,  Your groom is here, " she stated and I turned around and fell down on the floor. " Hell!  Where is he? " I asked running toward my bathroom.  She laughed and stared at me surprised.

" Downstairs,  he said he'll be coming here if you didn't wake up within five minutes, " Danish could have said that, but why was he here?

I combed my hair fast, " Wait,  where the hell is everyone in the house? " because I was sure he wouldn't have said that in front of Bade papa.

" They went to distribute wedding cards and Rushant Bhaiya and Bhabhi went for a movie,  others are watching a match while your groom or I should say my jeejaji (sister's husband)  is waiting for you.

" I'll be there, tell him, " I pleaded but stopped combing my hair when I heard a voice.

" No need, I don't have much time, " he stood in my doorway. Reesha looked at us awkwardly and walked out.

Throwing some papers on the bed he looked around.

He checked out all my childhood photos hanging in the wall. Him being in my room, made me feel uncomfortable for God knows what reason and all I wanted was to throw him out.

I combed my hair hurriedly  while he waited patiently .

"Why are you here?" I asked but he just kept looking around .

I folded my hand standing straight staring at him waiting for an answer.

" I came to see your bade papa but he's not here so I'm giving you this envelope," he said handing me a white big envelope ." It's really precious so as soon as he comes back give him this,"

I nodded taking the envelope from him.

" And Kashvi," I looked at him intently when he called out my name ," You better watch out yourself before you mess withme next time," he warned me before going out.

What did he mean?

The man was very confusing to be honest.

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