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The Com'Promise' Wedding💍

Mahir's POV:

I followed her...

She took Musky in her arms and was hugging her to her chest...

She sat in the car and announced...

'Prabhu Group Of Hotels!!!'

I looked at her...

She's not coming to farmhouse?

I looked at her...

Although I didn't want to talk to her I had no other way...

'Bela... '

'Call me Miss Sharma...Mr Sehgal!!! ' she snapped back...

'Whatever!!! Where are you going? You are not staying at the farmhouse?'

While she shot me a fire glare!!!

'That place!!! I will never stay there!!!' she roared...

What's her problem? She's good to stay in a hotel but not the guest house!

I couldn't understand what her behavior!

'You can even pay me if it's about money!'

She shot me a glare and repeated

'Me in that farmhouse of yours!!!Over my dead body!'

She shouted saying..

She stopped and handed me Musky...
I looked at her...

'You can keep her with you!' she passed her from her embrace to mine...

Our fingers brushed while doing it.

I felt a sudden current pass through my spinal chord!

I looked at her once...

She didn't even look at my face.

Next second she climbed her luxury car and vanished in no time

I stood there for I don't know how long..

Her touch still ignites fire in me!!!

She is ok to let Musky go but not ready the step into farmhouse 🙄

I shaked off the thoughts and started going back to my resort.

No point going to farmhouse...

Rather going to my hotel is better
..
I took Musky on my chest and lied down on the bed.

She was as big as 2 times of my palms...

So small❤️ so curled up❤️

I could see when she was breathing on my chest..

I felt her breathe nicely ❤️

'Thank you sweetheart for making me your Dadda!!!' I said softly to her...

While tears formed in my eyes 🥺

I smiled through them..

I don't know after how long I slept so well.

I was woken up by her crying too❤️❤️❤️

It was surreal.

***

'Akki...why all this yaar...you know this wedding is meaningless!'

Akki smiled saying it's ok Mahir...

' It's just a Sherwani Mahir... And I know if not this you would have come in your business formals.'

In no time I got ready and stood in front of her.

'Handsome hunk' she teased and I laughed..

We were waiting for her...

'Where is this girl' Akki was loosing it...

I laughed saying 'Huhh history repeats!'

Suddenly we heard a voice saying...

'History is history! Nothing repeats!'

I turned around to see she was in front of us.

We were SHOCKED 😳 to see she was in a business suit.

Although she look hot as hell🔥

Shutup Mahir. .

She looked at Akki and said...

'Lets go...'

Akki folded her hands against her chest and said..

'I convinced Mahir but here you are...oh god...this husband and wife will make the perfect pair' she blurted

Next second we both looked at each other in unison...

I was drowning in her beautiful brownish black eyes... While I noticed there was only sadness and pain there...

Her eyes were slightly red...

Did she not sleep well.

Suddenly she broke our eyelock saying...

'Its just a compromise wedding Akki.. for Muskaan's custody. Nothing else matters!'

She cares a damn about this marriage?

It hurt.

'Bela we will click pictures... atleast wear something nic'

'Its a formality a mere business deal to get my neice back to me Akki!!!

Nothing else...

Bela Sharma attends every business meeting with formals!

I believe nothing else should matter!

No fashion parade

No opinions

No etc people!!!'

Akki rolled her eyes saying...

'Better to tell it to a stone than you!'

Next second we were in front of the registrar.

He made us sign the papers.

Akki got a Mangalsutra, vermillion and garlands.

Akki asked me to make her wear the Mangalsutra...

I took it in my hands and was about to approach her while she showed her hand signalling to stop ✋

I looked at her...

She announced...

'This marriage is a compromise! Rest meaningless! Neither I want it nor Mr Sehgal.

This Nuptial chain or the vermilion is a burden to carry!

This marriage is only for giving Muskaan mom and dad!

I don't need a husband!

Hence...

I don't want any rituals! That Nuptial chain doesn't go into my neck. These rings will never be exchanged and that thing will never ever again make it's way into my hair partition!

Am I clear? ' she roared like lioness...

We were shocked...

She shot me a glare!

I passed it back with same fire!!!

'We have to click pictures Bela!!!'

Akki announced...

'We will exchange garlands! That must be enough of this sham!!' she spit venom.

I also clenched my jaws!!!

'I agree Akshata...lesser the fuss more convenient it is!"

Really Mahir... You didn't want to tie that into her neck? Or that ring to be slipped into her finger??? Or that vermillion...

No!!!

I didn't want to...

Why should I???

Because after that everyone will know she's your wife after this!!!

She's not!!!

Oh she definitely is!!!

From now on...

Mrs Mahir Sehgal!!!

Back to claim her old title ...

I laughed at that last line mentally 🙃

We exchanged garlands...

She did with the least of her interest like I'm some dead man's frame and she's giving me condolences!!! 🙄

We stood together for the pic.

She didn't even smile!

It was like she's been forced into this.

Next second she removed the garland.

And said...

'I have an important business meeting in Bangalore... I hope custody papers are ready too Akki... ' she asked...

'Here you go!!! She's legally yours and Mahir's child... Happy' she asked...

While I saw her eagerly read the papers...I saw a small smile on her lips...

I smiled too...

She loves Musky❤️

Next minute she looked elsewhere and told...

'Mr Sehgal I'm leaving to Bangalore... You can join us when you are done from here!!!

This is my card!'

She offered me her card.

While I shot her a glare.

'I stay in Blue Berry Hills... And you can shift there! Would you want the address!

I believe you still remember the address Bela...'
I huskily whispered...

She shot me a glare...

'Im not staying there! And last time...

It's Miss Sharma!!!' she was gritting her teeth.

'You will!!! Because I'm not leaving my home!'

She shot back

'And I don't want to stay with you in that stupid penthouse of yours!'

'You can stay in mine! I will stay in the one where Brinda stayed!!!'

She shot me a glare...

And started walking away...

'Bela... It's 2 seperate penthouse! The child will have it's parents and we will have our privacy! '

She thought for 2 minutes...

'Fine!' she said and left.

I looked at the way she left from there...

Her confident walk!

Her no nonsense talks!

Bela wasn't Bela anymore.

She was different!

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