Aakriti's POV

We went to Sachi's place with Haldi. The groom's family has to send the bride Haldi, and it must be the first thing applied to the bride. I saw Abheer smearing Haldi all over Sachi's face. This idiot will never grow up. Sachi got up from her seat and chased Abheer.

I looked at the waiters carrying multiple snacks and serving the people. I felt an instant hunger, and my stomach started churning. I can't eat because my hand has mehendi applied. I looked around and then turned towards Ansh.

"Ansh. Feed me. I am going to die from hunger now." I said softly.

"Huh!" He came out of his trance.

"I have not eaten anything since morning. I went to the office and then came to Aarav's place, and before I could eat anything, Aunty forced me to apply mehendi. As I didn't attend the mehendi function yesterday. Then we came here. I swear I will faint if I don't eat anything right now." He took a snack plate from the waiter, picked a piece of dokla, and brought it in front of my mouth. I was about to eat it, but he pulled his hand back. He gave me a mischievous smile. Ansh, not now.

"Say please." he said with a teasing smile.

"Ansh, seriously." This idiot needs to annoy me when I am going mad with hunger.

"When will I ever again get the pleasure of hearing please from you, Miss Arrogant?" He said, being his usual dramatic self.

"Ok. Please." I said, and he smiled. Idiot.

He was about to feed me, but someone held his hand and pushed him slightly. He stood in between both of us with his back facing me.

"What the hell, man? Who are you?" Ansh asked him.

"I am her husband." Dhruv. Husband. Am I hearing things? He said that just now. This man is mad. Absolutely mad.

"Husband." Ansh reacted loudly, and a few people who were near us started looking at us. He pushed Dhruv to the side and stood in front of me.

"Aaku You got married without telling me. How could you do that to me?" He asked and was continuously shaking me. Ansh, you idiot, stop reacting in such an exaggerated manner.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Dhruv said in a low voice, but when he said girlfriend, his voice sounded scary. The way he looked at me made me feel self-conscious. If I don't give him a proper explanation, he might just eat me.

"Wait, don't interfere. Serious talk is going on." Ansh said to Dhruv. Ansh, when will you learn to understand the situation? Dhruv looked at Ansh as if he would punch him at any moment.

"Ansh, stop shaking me, or else I will seriously faint right now." I said a bit loudly.

"Ok. Sorry. Sorry."

"He is not my husband. Do you think I will marry without telling you?" I said, and Dhruv glared at me.

"Yes, not now but soon in the future." Dhruv interrupted our conversation.

"You are Dhruv, right?" Ansh asked him.

"Do you know me?" Is that even a question to ask? Wasn't our engagement news published in the newspaper? But this idiot Ansh doesn't know because of that, as he doesn't read the newspaper.

"No wonder she got..." Before Ansh could say anything, I kicked him lightly. I was thinking about Dhruv and Samar bonding with each other in just a few days. So, I subconsciously mentioned Dhruv's name to the mehendi artist. She wrote his name on my hand.

"Idiot. Be quiet. It is nothing like you are thinking." I glared at him to stop him from blabbering nonsense.

"Let's talk, Miss Nanda." He gestured for me to follow him. I was walking behind him, taking tiny steps. I am feeling like a criminal who is going to hear her verdict.

He stopped and turned around and started moving towards me. I started moving backward and dashed to the wall. He stopped just an inch away from him. He caged me by placing both his hands on either side of me.

"Dhruv." I whispered.

"Aakriti." He said my name, and I got goosebumps all over my skin.

"You explained to him, but what about me?" He asked me with resentment. If anyone heard him, they would feel as if I had wronged him.

"What explanation do you want?" I asked him. Tell me what I have done so I can understand your behavior.

"Why was he so anxious when he heard, I am your husband? Are you his girlfriend? Does he have feelings for you?"

"What girlfriend? Have you lost your mind? He is my bro. The way he reacted is entirely normal."

"Is his reaction normal? Why did he panic so much? I feel that he has feelings for you, and you know about it. Do you also have feelings for him?" He asked all these stupid questions but avoided looking at me.

"Dhruv Look at me. What nonsense are you thinking? None of my four friends can ever have feelings for me. Even if I am the last girl left on this planet, they would never consider being romantically involved with me. They will creep out if you ever mention anything like that in front of them. I don't know what you are feeling right now, Dhruv, but let me tell you one thing: if I had feelings for anyone else, I wouldn't be marrying you." I said softly. Dhruv, you are worrying for no reason.

"I don't like the way he reacted or the fact that he was about to feed you food. Even if we are going to marry with no feelings, you would still be my wife. Let me tell you one thing: I am very possessive about my people."

"Dhruv, are you getting jealous because of Ansh? Really, Dhruv." I asked him.

"If you can get jealous of my princess, why can't I get jealous of your friend?" He asked, teasing me.

"I wasn't jealous." I said, denying his statement with full confidence.

"Are you sure? You weren't even jealous, and you punched me and stomped on my foot, so how will you react when you are jealous?" He said with a smirk. I know that I overreacted that day.

"I was not jealous." But furious.

"My future wife is scary. She seems to like violence. What will happen to me in the future? Will I be beaten at every turn of my life?"

"Dhruv." she said in frustration.

"Aakriti." I said softly.

"The way Ansh reacted was completely normal. If you go up and say that you are my husband, everyone who knows me is going to react the same. If it had been Abheer and Ruhi, they would have reacted in a way that the entire Delhi would have known about it." I said, trying to put some sense in this man.

"So when are you planning to tell them? I wish for the entire Delhi to know that now I belong with you." This man is mad. Absolutely mad. What the hell is this man speaking?

He reached out his hand to touch my cheek and stopped in the air.

"May I?" He said in a husky voice. His words created havoc within me. I felt goosebumps all over my skin. I was so wrong to think that if he didn't touch me, everything would be fine. This man has the power to ruin my brain without even touching me. I gulped and unconsciously nodded my head. He placed his hand on my right cheek and held my waist with his other hand. He slid his fingers behind my ear and creased my cheek with his thumb. I can't even get offended. This man knows well how to take advantage of my words.

"Haldi looks good on you." He looked at me with intense emotions. I didn't even realize that I had gripped his kurta.

"My mehendi." I let go of his kurta and looked at my hands to see the mehendi.

"Hush." I said with relief. Luckily it was semi-dry, so it was not ruined completely.

"Aakriti I want to kiss you. May I? Stop me if you don't want to." Stop you, but how? Who will tell that? He pulled me closer, and I closed my eyes tightly. But still, he didn't kiss me. I slowly opened my eyes. He was looking at me with an intense look. He was calm, but I was feeling impatient. I encircled my arms around his neck and reduced the gap between us. I kissed him softly, and he responded passionately. My hands were running in his hair. He took over the control and started kissing me aggressively. If the wall wasn't supporting me, we both would have landed on the ground. I felt hot as he was tracing my waist and back with his hands. We broke from each other as we heard someone coughing.

I saw Kabir and Ruhi looking at us. I felt extremely embarrassed as they caught us in this situation. Ruhi looked at us with her eyes wide open. Kabir wore his typical mischievous smile, giving us a knowing look. I have a feeling that this idiot will say something that he shouldn't say. I distanced myself from Dhruv. Even he had a teasing look. Dhruv I will kill you.

"Bhai, Bhabhi, are you planning to make me chachu even before getting married? Not bad. You both are becoming my inspiration." Ruhi looked at Kabir, then at us, and again at Kabir.

"Di, you are kissing him. You know how to kiss." She blabbered nonsense, and both the brothers started laughing.

"Yes, your di knows how to kiss. In fact, it was she who initiated this kiss." Dhruv said with his usual smirk.

"Was it necessary to say it?" I feel so.... I don't know. I wish I could hide myself somewhere. I glared at him.

"Di, did you also get married like Aarav bhai without telling us? Di, how could you do that? I have not come out from the shock that Aarav Bhai gave, and now I got to know that you also got married." She said with a pout.

"I am not married yet. He is my fiancé. Dhruv Singh Rathore, and this is Ruhi Malhotra, Rajveer's sister." I introduced both of them to each other.

"Jiju. You must be so cool that you can convince Di to marry you. I am your fan." She said with a goofy smile.

"You are my brother's fan. I am 90% similar to him. Why don't you admire me?" He asked.

"Because unlike Jiju, you are dumb. 90%. You are not even 50% similar to him."

"Ruhi Chuhi (mouse), how can you say that?" He asked dramatically.

"With my mouth." She said nonchalantly.

"Very funny." He said with a sad look.

"Then laugh." She said, making him speechless.

"But Di, nobody told me about you and Jiju." She said to me.

"It was printed in the newspaper. But then you need to be educated to read it right." Kabir teased her.

"Shut up. If you don't speak for a second, no one will think that you are dumb."

"Nobody told me that means no one knows. I need to tell Abheer. Otherwise he will kill me. But before that I need to go to the washroom. Bye, Jiju. See you soon. You can continue where you left off. Bye." She waved at us and pulled Kabir along with her.

"Where is the washroom? I need to use it urgently." I heard her faint voice as she dragged Kabir.

"What was this? I never thought that I would meet a female version of Kabir." He said with a smile.

"The one and only pampered princess of the Malhotra family." I said with fondness. Not just her family, she is pampered by every single person who comes in contact with her.

"It felt nice when she called me Jiju. Looks like all of Delhi is going to know about you being my fiancée." He said. I can see you floating in the sky, Dhruv.

"What did you say? It was she who initiated this kiss." I said, mimicking him.

"Wasn't it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You just wait, Mr. Rathore. I never let go of my grudges. Even I will have my chance." I said and started walking away from him.

"I will wait, Miss Nanda." He yelled. Idiot. 

"I know." She said it softly, and it made my heart beat so fast.

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