If you were a vegetable, what would you be and why?
This is the first question she asked. I can't help but answer cockily. I liked emotions that cross her face rarely besides that passive face she maintains that only reminds me of myself.
I'd be a cucumber. Because my little Aryan looks just like that. I'm sure you can taste that thing one day. I guess you're not that vacuum to understand what I meant.
"Eww. Stop your dirty mind for once and answer it straight." She said with a blush forming on her cheeks.
"Fine. I'll be like two cabbages soft and round just like the one's that accompany the Lil Aryan." I replied. God! What am I even blabbering?
"Oh, my virgin ears! You know what you're a guy whose instinct is to make others puke with your garbage words. You and your dirty mind. I don't even know how I'll keep up with you if I'd to marry you-" She ranted on and on about how much of an asshole I am. I spaced out when she said virgin ears.
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Aryan Pov Urghh!! I hate her. That's all. I just wish her to vanish and never come back to me. I never felt this intense urge to murder someone. She is so infuriating. How could my father pair me with this sick witch? Everything about her just irritates me. I hate that I feel attracted to her which I haven't felt for any other woman. I hate that she always has an upper hand with her oh so great sarcasm. I hate that she doesn't fear me. I hate her because she is so me. That's what I feel for Meera. HATE. She is nothing but an incarnated devil. If there's anything that I love about her, they are- 1. I love to see her saying that Aryan is the most handsome man in the world. 2. RAT. She called me an ugly rat. I'd love to watch her trapped in a room full of starved blood craving rats with nowhere to go. Meera, the merciless chased by starving rats would be one hell of a laughter. 3. Submission. I
Meera Pov "Be a good fiancee and tell your men how you writhed in pleasure underneath me and begged for my little one." His dark black monstrous eyes swept over me as though I am his fun toy to play with. Don't. Don't Meera. Just don't lose control. He is trying to get back at you. He is a coward to choose this kind of means. I'll fucking show you how to take revenge on someone. How did this fucking idiot become Xela in the first place? I wasn't going to lose my self-control in front of my men. I looked around the room for my boxing bag to release my anger. But to my disappointment, it was already damaged when I smashed Junaibar Armandi hard. My eyes went to another side of the room where my men stood with a tense posture waiting for my command. I have trained them to be savage beasts no matter what. "Fernando ellipse," I said not breaking eye contact with Aryan. It is a command superior in defence use to ask their people to leave.
Meera Pov I bent over the sofa lying in the basement, the smell of blood and sweat fading into the background as I struggled to contain this newfound anger in me. Repressing the urge to kill him, I kept my voice low, venom dripping from the words. "What the fuck did you just say? I am sure I didn't hear you clearly." He rolled his eyes, not at all concerned by my ire. " I said, I would be the same guy and treat the same way at the restaurant if it were any other girl too." My hand tightened around the piece of my jacket that I was holding my dear life onto, I was surprised it didn't tear. "How dare you make fun of me comparing me to just any other girl? Do you not feel the sting when you speak so low of me? I am to be your wife in a few days. And I am not some bloody girl ok? Do I even matter to you? Even a bit?" I said with a trembling voice. He shrugged. "I don't care. I certainly didn't ask for this ok. So, don't dum
I feel like I am constrained in the heaven of liquor bottles. And do you know what alcohol does to me? Alcohol makes me stupid in the way that fear can do. Fear? When has this become a virtue? People call me ruthless because I ain't fear anyone. So today is the day. I am drinking straight from the bottle. Why? Because I am too tired to move and grab a fucking glass. Arranged marriages are so sick dude. How can you get married to a guy you've never met before? You don't even know what he looks like. What if he is ugly or fat? I am a woman with sex hormones running wild since I have never ever been with a man in an intimate way before. Now that I am getting married in over a month, sex is the only word that is
You are considered a dick, you know that right? I waved my hand, knowing exactly where he was heading to. Ranveer is a family man and was in charge of the defence department until his daughter got nominated. He is my best friend so don't think I will leave you if fuck anything up. He trains everyone hard with discipline. And looking at you, this does not even qualify to the basic standards of his disciplines. To add on Meera is the pearl of his heart. So, I will have my eyes on you everywhere, remember that. Look, father. I dumped Deepika a few months ago but that doesn't define my character and disciplines or whatever. I am also not Xela for no reason. I was tired of Deepika's sick attitude, anyway. She was a good
"Huh! For the love of God. Get the hell out of here. You guys are making me sick." I am going to kill these noisy women for their wicked love you husband and love you wife show that is being telecasted in front of me."Don't raise your voice at me, young lady." My father's dark black eyes narrowed, causing Sara to outright laugh.Right, she always laughs even at the wrong times like funerals. I know she is crazy man!"Yo Dad! She is getting agitated waiting for her lovely future husband."Sara said making my face red with chilly anger.That's it. One more word and she'll have a bullet in her pretty little fucking frogmouth who can't stop croaking her nonsense annoying ribbit language. Even, I will not be able to stop myself from doing
Xela point of view"Mr Chopra, w-we will be landing in t-twenty m-minutes," one of my new men stammered."What the-" Either he is stammering because he is afraid of being found out or because of my killer aura.That moron!Nodding, I sipped wine and looked through an important file.I still felt his presence. I narrowed my eyes at him and glared hard already imagining how to twist his intestines and hang them around his neck.Something felt wrong. This moron was more interested in my file details. My left eye twitched slightly guessing who he is.I dragged him by the tie harshly."W
Vinod sighed before taking a seat in front of me. "You have bloodstains on your jacket again. You should have let me kill him."Vinod said. "Uh, now that I can't do," I smirked lifting the picture of my future wife. WIFE. I cringed at the word. I wouldn't dare deny that she was damn attractive in fact highly beautiful. But I would need more than those damn enticing dark blue eyes, dark sex hair and heat throbbing infectious smile. She looks as strong and fierce as me. But I guess it's too early to judge from the looks for all I know she can be a barbie doll with no brains. "Her full name is Meera Kapoor, age twenty-six. S