Even after the insults, Saqib didn't back out. Instead he sent Huda and her family a fancy invitation with a big bouquet of flowers to visit his restaurant for dinner.

Unable to deny the temptation to visit a 7 star restaurant that too to be able to eat for free, Huda accepted the invite and she, along with her family got ready in thier best clothes and she had covered her scar with lots of makeup. He even sent his BMW to pick them.

Seeing all that, Huda's attitude had reached Mt. Everest and she literally considered herself as a Princess, the way she carried herself and all.

When they reached thier everyone's jaw dropped on the floor seeing the grandeur. She felt like she was a millionaire. Of course Saqib didn't own the restaurant, he was just a salaried Chef there but still, it was amazing how well Huda and her family were treated.

A handsome waiter ushered them inside and Huda's eyes sparkled seeing the golden themed interior.

"MashaAllah! Is this a palace or something?" Her mother whispered.

"This way to your table ma'am, sir!" The waiter stretched his hand like a gentleman and Huda, with her chin raised, followed him.

Huda's parents couldn't stop looking around like fools and Huda kicked then from under the table
"Stop it you guys. You're embarassing me!" She scolded whispering.

"Look at all this Huda. Do you still not want to marry him?" Her mother asked excitedly.

Huda rolled her eyes.
"Oh please.... it's not like he owns the restaurant."

Just then Saqib walked towards them with a smile in his white Chef's coat and even Huda couldn't deny that he looked quite handsome.

"I'm glad you could make it. Welcome to our restaurant Miss Huda, uncle, aunty." He said humbly.

"Thankyou for inviting us Chef." Her father chuckled.

Saqib grinned.
"The pleasure is all mine. I'll get the dishes ready for you and we'll start serving in a moment. Till then please enjoy some Margaritas. They're 100% halal so please don't worry." He said and a waiter came with fancy glasses of pink and green Margaritas.

Huda was keenly noticing how efficiently he walked without a cane or a guide as if he was just a normal person.
Well, why wouldn't he? He had been working in that restaurant for 3 years and knew every nook and corner of it like the back of his hands and used his ears and counted his footsteps to guide himself. He had to make a grand impression afterall.

After, some 5 minutes Saqib came out again with a waiter who carried thier appetizers.
"This will be a 4 course Michelin star meal with a seafood theme. I hope you all like seafood, Miss huda?"

"Oh we love fancy sea food!" Her mother said unable to contain her excitement.

Saqib chuckled softly.
"That's perfect then."

He gestured the waiter and after hearing 3 clicks of the plates being placed on the table he began explaining.
"For starters we have for you a lettuce and cucumber salad with cashews. Please enjoy. "

"Looks beautiful!"

"Eh.... it's ok." Huda said and her parents scowled at her.

However, as soon as she took the first bite, her eyes widened.
"How can salad be soo good?!"

It brought a huge smile on Saqib's face.

"We'll bring the next course shortly. Please enjoy."

And he went in. As soon as he was in he got serious and began giving orders.

"Sam prepare the dish for table 3, Anubhav prepare the Risotto for table 9 and I'll prepare the Lobsters for table 7."
He wanted to make everything himself for Huda and her parents. He never doubted his skills, that's how perfect he had made himself. It wasn't just a matter of his dignity here, but he also wanted to conquer her heart with his food. That's the only way he knew he couldn't do it. So he was a bit nervous this time.

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Huda's eyes sparkled seeing the plate of Lobsters.
"I always wanted to try this."

Hearing her excited voice and her satisfactory moans on tasting his food was making his heart flutter. Even the other Chef's and employees were surprised that thier Micheline star chef, with whom, just for a meeting even famous and rich people had to book appointments, that Saqib Hussain was himself serving and explaining his creations to an ordinary family!

Next, for the main course he served a fancy fish stew that they hadn't ever heard the name of. And for desserts he served 4 kids of beautiful culinary masterpieces stunning Huda completely.

"This is delicious! Pure magic!" She exclaimed and his face was literally red.

"Thankyou, I'm glad you liked it. Please tell me if you need anything." He said and went to the kitchen with a goofy smile on his face.

"Oh Chef! You look extra happy today! Did she enjoy your dishes soo much?" Anubhav cooed nudging him. He was the sous chef under him.

"Oh, why wouldn't she? Even the biggest food critics won't leave without licking thier fingers eating our Chef's food."  Another Chef joined.

Saqib felt for him at his side and hit his head playfully.
"Enough chitchatting. Tonight's a full house. Get your hands working...and, how did you know it's a She?"

"Your face is saying everything Chef!" Anubhav continued teasing him.

Saqib cleared his throat trying to conceal his smile.
"Start making the Special for table 5 or else you're joining the cleaning crew tonight, Anubhav!"

"S...sorry boss!" He hurried to his station and Saqib just couldn't erase that smile of his.

All the food was just soo beautiful and delicious like none Huda had ever had. She literally felt like a Princess that night and she wanted to enjoy such moments even more and it was all only possible....if...

Saqib came out to them. However, he didn't wanted the night to end and for Huda to leave.
"The driver will drop you home. Miss Huda.... thankyou soo much for coming. " He stretched his hand towards her following the sound of her heels clicking. Huda reluctantly shook his hand and realised how rough they were.

He's a hard worker. She thought.

"I also hope....you may reconsider my proposal after tonight." He just said and turned to his heels not waiting to hear her response.

Huda, watched him leave and looked at the restaurant one last time. Her lips twitched into a smirk.

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Days passed and Huda couldn't stop thinking about that night. Traveling into a BMW, eating Michelin star food in a 7 star restaurant! It was like a dream come true.

Saqib wasn't the most handsome guy on the planet but he was ok and his cooking was extraordinary! Not to forget, he was loaded. Also, he wasn't someone for whom she had to compete with other beautiful girls and there was no chance he could ever cheat on her.
The way he treated her at the restaurant, she was sure she could easily wrap him around her fingers and pull his strings like a puppet. She could even demand for a lot of gold and property too.

There was no reason to say No!

So, she said Yes to the proposal!!!

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Huda knew as long as he desired her she could demand anything and he would fulfill it for her. When they finally went to meet his family, seeing his huge mansion had her head spinning. His dad was a factory owner and thier only son a Michelin star Chef in a 7 star restaurant. Of course that was expected.

She demanded a Manish Malhotra lehenga and Swaroski diamonds. Something she couldn't even had imagined to have in her wildest dreams, but it was all coming true.

She knew she seemed like a gold digger to everyone but she didn't care one bit. Saqib was head over heels for her afterall.

The Nikah ceremony ended and she signed the certificate with her eyes sparkling seeing the 15 lakh rupees Maahar (dowry that the husband gives his wife) promised on it.

Saqib's parents were not at all happy with Huda but they had no choice but to let down thier hands in front of thier dear son who had never asked anything of them till now except for Huda.

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Saqib nervously paced his room waiting for his bride. The smile wouldn't leave his face as he still couldn't believe that he was finally married. It was like a dream come true.

The door opened and closed and he could hear the sweet sound of her anklets getting closer. Her floral perfume filled his nostrils and he grinned from ear to ear.

"You're here?"

"Of course I am. Can't you see? Oh wait u can't!"

Saqib ignored her sarcasm laughing it off.

"Wow! This room is amazing!" Huda exclaimed looking around. It was twice the size of her room and also all the decorations made it look regal.

"I'm glad you like it. I got it renovated as per your taste." Saqib said scratching his head shyly.

"Splendid! Everything here is as per my taste." She said clapping her hands.
"But.... there's one thing I don't like. Can you can it out for me?"

"Um...sure Huda. This is your room now." Saqib said feeling for her hand but her next words made him stop midway.

"You! You're the one thing I don't like. Please get yourself out!" She snapped wrinkling her nose.

Saqib stood thier frozen.

"What? Didn't you say you'll do anything?"

"Huda....this is my room too...and I'm your husband. Not to forget it's our wedding night." He said calmly like explaining to a child.

"Huh! So? You think I'll let the likes of you touch me? You think too highly of yourself Mister." Huda taunted looking at him from top to bottom.

Saqib swallowed the lump in his throat but still smiled.
"It seems you're too tired today. You should change and go to sleep on the bed. I'll....sleep on the couch." He said like a gentleman.

"Whatever! Just don't touch me and don't bump into me or anything because of those useless blind bulbs of yours." She huffed and strode towards the bathroom only to trip and fall over her own overly expensive lehenga.

Saqib heard her yelp.
"Are you ok?" He asked worried.

"Fuck you!" She yelled at him then he heard the door slam. Saqib chuckled to himself.

Any girl would've swooned over his gentle nature but Huda's stone heart and harsh personality were too rouge to be melted. However, Saqib accepted it as a challenge.

She was rude...but she was interesting and now he was curious as to how this might turn out.