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SHEHNAAZ POV

"Come." Rohit grabbed my hand and pulled me to a corner.

"What happened? Why did you take me here like this?" I asked.

"I heard." Rohit whispered.

"What?" I asked raising an eyebrow. I'm not understanding what he is talking about.

He had a serious expression, "About Gunjan and Sidharth ji."

"Oh! She told you?" I am surprised that she told him about their relationship. But what exactly did she said to him? Did she showed herself a saint? Might be.

"Yes. After you both left."

"What did she say to you?" I want to hear her version too. I want to know what lies she told him to make herself look good in front of him. He is like my brother. I can't see him getting hurt by that bitch.

"That they dated in college. Then, they broke up, before she left for London. She didn't want the long distance relationship. She even asked Sidharth ji to go along, but he refused for his mother and his father's business."

"That's it? That all she said to you?" I can't believe this woman. So cheap. She hides her wrong deeds to him. She told him only the half truth.

"Yes. Is there more?" Rohit look concerned now. He should be. After all, he is in a relationship with her right now.

I so want to tell him the other half of her story but I need to know something before that. "Rohit, do you love her? Are you both serious about this relationship?"

"You mean marriage?"

"Yes. Marriage. Do you have any plans to marry her? Btw, she is older than you hope you know that." That bitch is of Sidharth ji's age and Rohit is of my age.

"I do know that. And about marriage? I don't know. I am not sure about her. For now, I just like her. She is smart and sexy."

"So you don't love her?"

"Nope. No love and all by far. But I can't predict about future. You never know." He shrugs casually with a small smile.

"Is there anything serious Sana? That I need to know? If yes, tell me. I don't want to get hurt in future. You know."

I nod positively. I need to warn him about her. If she was honest she would have told him the whole truth. She would not have hide it from him. If not fully but could have said something close.

"Umm? Rohit when they were in a relationship,"

"Hmm?"

"She cheated on him, with one of his friend and many other boys of college. Behind his back. Acting all innocent. This is the reason why HE broke up with her. Otherwise, he was ready to go with her. It was just an excuse later."

"What the fuck!? Are you serious?" He asked in shock.

"Yes! You can ask Sidharth ji to confirm. Even his other friends. They all know about it. She was not a good person. Now how is she? I have no idea. So, I would say just be careful. I told you the truth because I care for you. You are my friend. I don't want her to do the same with you." I explained him, why I told him the truth.

"Hmm! Does she knows that Sidharth ji knows?"

"He never told her that he knows what she did. But she knows he knows from their common friends. They told her, when he was already with me."

"So, you guys meet before? You and Gunjan?"

"Yes. At his friend's house. But I haven't seen her before. I was blind that time. I saw her today for the first time."

"Hmm!"

"Rohit? Are you okay?" He is still in shock and lost somewhere.

"Sana, I need to go. I'll call you later. Okay?"

"Okay." I nod.

"Take care, Sana." He kissed my forehead and walked towards Gunjan.

They talked for few minutes and left the hall. But before going Gunjan looked back at me and flipped me off.

"Fucking bitch, showed me her middle finger." I can't believe her.

Ignoring her existence. I started to look for Sidharth ji in the hall. He told me he has to meet some people with Vardhan. It's over half an hour he is no where to be seen. I can't even find Papa anywhere. Both are missing leaving us alone in this boring party.

"Sana, have you seen your Papa?" Mummy asked as I sit back on my place.

"No. Mummy. Even Sidharth ji is missing." I said dejectedly.

"Maybe they are together?" Mummy ji guessed.

"Maybe! Maybe not. God knows." I shrugged.

Both agree, not sure where they are.

"Let's eat something?" I suggest them. I am feeling hungry. It's already 8:40. Dinner time.

Both agreed. So we three moved towards the catering side. We three grabbed a plate and started to fill it with the items we want to eat. It a buffet with varieties of cuisines. From Indian to Chinese and Italian. There are varieties in desserts too. There are five to six young men to serve us. All are in white shirts, black pants and black tie.

There are veg and non-veg options too. I guess, the veg option is included because of Sidharth ji. He told me most of their guests are non-vegitarian. Even Vardhan.

My poor husband always needs to take care of his own meal. I'm feeling bad now. This is my duty to take care of him, like he takes care of me. What's wrong with me? Why can't I be a good wife for him? He does so much for me. But, I? I do nothing but enjoy his pampering. How pathetic I am as a wife?

"Ma'am? Cake?" I heard the man calling me breaking my disturbing thoughts.

"No. Thank you." I have lost my appetite. I gave a small smile to him and walk back to my seat.

"I need to change myself and act like a good wife for him."

"What the fuck did you say?" I heard his angry voice coming right behind me.

Why God? Why? He was missing right? Then why does he have to return exactly right this moment? When I'm having a personal talk with myself? Why? Honestly, I'm feeling like crying right now. Now he will scold me for thinking all this. Will call it a nonsense then tell me I'm already a good wife for him. I don't need to act like one. Typical Sidharth ji.

"Nothing." I lied. I hope he didn't hear the whole thing I said.

He comes from behind and sits beside me with a stern look, ready to kill me. Or fuck me right here right now on this table in front of all these people to punish me.

"I heard what nonsense you said. Okay? So don't make me fool."

See nonsense.

"It wasn't nonsense." I need to tell this man.

"Really?"

"Yes. Really. What you do for me, I do nothing for you. I want to do more for you. I want to take care of you more. Pamper you more. I want to be a good wife for you. Like you're a good husband for me. Actually you're the best husband." I said in one breath and look at him. His facial expression didn't changed at all.

"You want to be a good wife for me?" He asked pulling my chair closer to him.

I don't know what's his intention right now. Maybe something dirty. But, it can't be. I'm on period. He can't have sex right now. Can he?

"Yes." I said quietly.

"You want to take care of me more?" He asked and grabbed my thighs and opened them with his hand under the table.

God! What is he up to?

"Yes." I nod.

"You want to pamper me more?" He removed my dress from my dress cut side making that place naked.

"I-I do." My voice choked as his moved sensually over my naked legs then moved up towards my private part.

"Huh!" An evil smirk come across his handsome face. Means he will say something dirty now.

His fingers ran sensually over my inner thighs then moved in between my legs and he cupped my private part over my undies.

"Sidharth ji?" He has gone mad. Our parents are coming towards this table with their plates in hand.

He bent to my ears and whispered, "Then, keep me happy in bed. Let me love you every day. Every night. All fucking day and night. Understood?"

"Sidharth, please. Stop." I begged feeling his fingers moving teasingly over my inner thighs.

"Understood or not?"

"Very much. Understood."

"Good wife's listen to their husband always." He kissed my cheeks sweetly and removed his hands from my private part too and sit straight before our parents came and sit 9n their places.

"Getting all lovey-dovey in public?" Mummy ji teased us.

"Yes. Can't I do some romance with my own legal wife? In peace?" Sidharth ji shamelessly replied giving a soft kiss on my red cheeks

"My parents are here too." I whispered to him. He has no shame. But I do. They looked awkward.

"Do I care?" He snapped at me.

"No. But," He cut me off.

"Papa, Mummy, do you have any objection if I show some affection to your daughter? I mean my wife?" He asked shamelessly.

Papa smiled awkwardly. Mummy was all smiling and blushing red and mummy ji was giving death glare at him for acting all shameless in front of my parents. But this shameless man has no shame. He is smiling big holding my hand in him. On top of it he grabbed my thighs under the table too. At this moment, all I felt to kill myself then buried myself, six feet under from the ground.

"Have some shame." Mummy ji scolded again.

But he ignored like always. "I'll be back." He said then look at me with a smirk, "Going to get my food. Do you need any DESSERT, Shehnaaz?"

He is talking dirty.

"No. Thank you."

"Fine. But I'll have some." He winks before leave the table.

"Oh God!" Save me.

"I'm sorry for his shameless behavior. He is such a brat." Mummy ji apologize to them.

"Mummy ji?" Why is she apologizing on his behalf?

"He is my son. I needed to teach him some manners."

"No. He is a grown up man." We kept arguing for a few more minutes until Papa stopped us.

"It's okay Anjali ji. It's good to see how much he loves our daughter and he doesn't fear to show his affection to Shehnaaz, in front of us even." Papa said.

"Yes. No worries." Mummy added, smiling.

"Hmm! But still. I'll talk with him later." Mummy ji still looked offended and a little humiliated with his PDA stunt.

He is in big trouble.

We all started to eat our food. In ten minutes, he comes back with his plate and sits beside me with a small smile.

"Mom, Mummy and Papa sorry if you all felt offended by my act. But, I am not ashamed of it. I love my wife a lot. And, I won't hesitate to show my love to her even in public or in front of you all. Moreover, it was just a cheek kiss nothing inappropriate. Mom, any problem?" He asked, seeing her look upset.

"It was unethical Sidharth. They are her parents."

"So? It was just a cheek kiss mom. It's not a big deal. Chill out please." He looked pissed but sounded calm.

"Sidharth ji, relax please."

"All I'm saying, you should behave. It's not Europe or American. It's India. So, whatever. We will talk later at home. Now you have food."

"Seriously Mom? You want to drag this shit to home as well? To discuss? About me and my wife? Seriously?" He is angry now.

"Please calm down." Papa request them.

"I'm calm papa." He gave a fake smile to him then get up and leave the table without having his dinner.

Fuck!

I quickly got up to follow him, when I heard Mummy ji to say, "Drama king like his father."

"And, romantic like his father." I don't know why I said that. Mummy ji looked a little embarrassed.

"Sidharth ji?" I called him, but he acted like deaf to me.

"Damn it!" I cursed, seeing him going towards the bar area. Now he will drink and get drunk which mummy ji asks him not to do.

"One wisky on the rocks. Please."

"Are you taking revenge on her now?" I asked him, with cross arms over my chest to show my anger and disapproval.

He laughed, "Revenge? Nah! I am taking revenge baby; I'll just irritate her more."

"By getting drunk? And doing stupid shit?" As I asked, the bartender pass him a glass of whiskey with ice cubes in it.

"Kind of. I love to piss her off sometime." He took the glass in hand and swung it for a few seconds and drank the whole glass of whiskey in one go, without making a face.

He pushed the glass and showed a finger asking for another one. The bartender took the glass and refill it and pass it back to him. He did the same thing and drank it in one go making no face.

The way his Adam apple moved while drinking, it was a turn on for me. It was a hot shit. He looked hot. And I'm feeling hot right now. Great.

"Refill it." He said, then bent near my ears and whispered, "Am I turning you on baby?"

He knows me so well. But, "No."

"No?" His voice comes taunting.

"Yes."

"Then, why is your nose looking an inch bigger suddenly?"

He caught my lies. Too. I bit my lips feeling shy.

"It's my right to do," He bit my red ears and moved away, laughing. "My not-so innocent wife."

I blushed hard.

"Refill it."

"Sidharth ji, please stop. Let's go and have dinner. They are waiting for us." I request him.

"No one is waiting baby. They're having their meal, chilled. So, you chill out and enjoy." He winks at me smirking sexily, before gulping that disgusting drink in one go making me weak on my knees.

"Grab a seat baby. You must be feeling weak?"

He is such a tease.

"God! You are." I unwillingly sit beside him.

"I won't mind to be your God. But, I would love more by worshipping you like your devotees."

I couldn't breath after this. He is so smooth in flirting. God! This man will be the reason of my death.

"Shut up! Shameless man." I said, pointing the bartender who is not even looking at us. He is busy cleaning the glasses with a rug. But, still he is here and I'm feeling extremely shy right now.

"Don't worry about him. He is minding his business. So chill."

"Chill!"

After drinking few more shots, he finally stopped and we went back to our table and had our dinner. Whole time, mummy ji was glaring at him as he drink alcohol. But he royally ignored her look and stay chilled.

After our dinner, a man called all the couples on dance floor for a dance. Mummy-papa, Sidharth ji and I joined other couples for a romantic dance. As we both aren't good dancers so we did a slow romantic dance.

Mr. Vardhan was dancing with a model girl, getting all cozy. He is a total playboy. A bad boy. But, he impressed me with his one gesture. He left the model girl in middle and walked towards Mummy ji and asked for a dance with him. Mummy ji blushed hard but then agreed to dance. Now they are doing a slow dance like us.

"Is he flirting with my Mom now? Fucker!" Sidharth ji sounds pissed seeing mummy ji smiling and blushing with him.

"I don't know." I really don't know what they're talking about and what made mummy ji blushing, red like a tomatoes.

"I'm gonna go and kill that motherfucker." He sounds serious.

"Did you just said, motherfucker?" I said just to tease him.

"Shehnaaz," He is pissed.

"Sorry. But, she is like his mother age. So, chill out." I mimicked him in end.

"You!" He left me and walked towards them to rescue his mother from that playboy man.

I couldn't help but laugh. "This mother-son duo is crazy."

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