Hii everyone! So here I am with a 4 shot of mine đ I got 3 days holiday so I wrote it!!Â
Rihaai: Shot 1Â
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Riddhima was sitting on the bed, silently. Her not so good Uncle, entered the room with a very stern face. Riddhima scared of him, clutches her saree tightly with eyes squeezed.
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âHis grandmother likes you. So you are getting married tomorrow only. I canât keep a trash like you for much days.â He told while Riddhima looked at him with horrified expressions.
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âTo.. tomorrow?â Riddhima asked to confirm what she heard right now.
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âHere is your Shagun lehenga, where this only. Canât believe such big businessman agreed to marry a trash like you. Donât defame my name there. I hope you know everything a wife should do, a typical âservantâ â He spat the word servant in such a way, that it was like a black spot on Riddhima for her.
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âJ..jiâ Riddhima said with a lump in her throat. He left the room with a bang on the door.
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Riddhima sat on the floor near the bed, crying digging her face on the blanket.
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Riddhimaâs POV
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Life is so cruel. I can do nothing except crying. Yesterday, I just got my 12th results of scoring 93% in Science stream.. And today, I am being tied to an unknown man. I donât even know his age, his work, and we are getting married âTomorrowâ.
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The next moment I knew was, sitting in front of the mirror in the Shagun lehenga gifted by my to be husbandâs grandmother. My aunt made me wear all the jewelry. My not-so poor uncle. Owner of lakhs but canât afford a lehenga for his âservantâ.
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Yes, I am of course a servant. What have I done till now? Made food daily, cleaned everyoneâs rooms, came back from school to hear some taunts, and back to household works. Doing homework of his toddler Children and study for myself mid night. Thatâs my life.
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Drum beats surrounded the atmosphere, I slowly peeped out of the window into the curtain. Here was my groom, in the Lamborghini. His face is not visible.
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What will I do..I have to see his face the whole life.
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My aunt pulled be back, her eyes widened trying to scare me. But I am used to it. And finally leaving this hell. AndâŠhere came..a sizzling slap on my cheeks. I used my hands to protect myself from falling. As I would never be able to stand back alone in this heavy attire.
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âTelling you. If you ruin our name in their house, you will be killed. And no one will even know.â Aunt told me, her voice broke in two as she wasnât able to shout loudly.
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I chuckled in mind, who even cared if I die. Now it was another beautiful slap by my uncle. I feared him a lot. WellâŠlet bygones be bygones.
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âWhy the hell are you standing here! Go and sit in the mandap. Now!â
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His voice was so fierce that I flinched and nodded moving out.
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I sat next to him, his muscular body. I felt weird. Where I thought to run away and have my life, and here I am.. getting tied to a man, basically becoming servant of another house.
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I ran my eyes all over, a group of youngsters gazing at me with disgustâŠmaybe. I hope they are not his close family members.
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The next moment my veil was lifted up, he filled my hairline with vermillion. He had a slight smile, which he passed me. I unwillingly repriocated, I think it was looking forced.
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He came near meâŠwaitâŠwhy?
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âWelcome to hellâŠjaanaâ
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Did he just say hell? HELL!?
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No way..I am running away. I canât. Oh god..Is he..he..like my uncle?
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My heart cried, but tears denied..or they were finished early.
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âAaj se aap dono pati patni hainâ
â From Today you both are husband â wifeâ
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The priestâs words rang so much in my ears. My not so good family immediately did my Vidaai, and forced me to shed fake tears for them.
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Finally. Bye Khatri Mansion. I looked at my husband, he smirked.
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WHY DID HE SMIRK!?
He is coming closerâŠno no noâŠwhat should I do? Should I cry? No it is so overrated. Should I smile? WHY WILL I SMILE AT HIS SMIRK?
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I looked at him as he inhaled a sharp breath to say something.
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Pov ends
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âAre you ready for tonight?â His words felt Riddhima to suicide right nowâŠ
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She was gazing the stars from the new window of HIS room. Tears were continuously flowing⊠All the way down to her chin, both the tears united becoming one, and fell down on his hands.
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âSave them..these are very preciousâ
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His sudden enter made her flinch away. She looked at him, and smiled.
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âDo anything you want to, afterall I am still a slave.â She said with no worries, like she didnât care.
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Of course she didnât care, her dreams were snatched from her very earlier, and the only thing left was her dead soul.
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Vansh pulled her pinning on to the bed, her breath hitched at his action. He came closer, and more closer, joined his forehead from her, their breathes mingled, and Riddhimaâs heavy breathing was felt by Vansh, he smirked.
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âNowâŠnow say?â Vansh said slowly.
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âI still donât care..what will you do? Slap me? Hurt me? Beat me? Huh (chuckles) or whatâŠR*pe me!!â Riddhima said, slow yet loud.
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His eyes became wide and bloodshot on her words, he moved away from her, throwing all the things on the floor, while Riddhima flinched at every vase and frames falling down.
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âLimits⊠And be a good little wife. I donât want the world to say that Vansh Rai Singhania married a broken and dead person like you. Secondly, learn to live, you can have my credit card and buy a whole damn country. I donât care.â Vansh marched out of the room, loud and clear.
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Riddhima sat on the bed, pulled the duvet, and slept. It wasnât the first time someone said her to be ideal, nor the first timeâŠwaitâŠdid he say that she can buy a whole country?
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Riddhima opened her eyes is confusion, shrugged everything and slept. Atleast she wasnât harmed by him like her good for nothing uncle and aunt.
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Vansh sipped his wine, sitting with Angre, his best friend and business partner. He chuckled taking the sips, and Angre just looked at him, with some kind of.. sympathy maybe.
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âStop it Vansh. If someone will see you here they willâŠâ
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âLet themâŠ! Let them do whatever. No one can beat Vansh Rai Singhania. I have a mansion, enough money, a good fame, various branches, and what notâ He praised himself.
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âThese are not the things you need Vansh! Luxuries are not everything. You need love, care! And thatâs what Dadi did for you giving you her sware!â Angre tried to explain him.. âShe left her everything and came here..to see you finding her just a formality?â
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Angreâs question left him silent, what can he say. But Vansh was determined, he had everything. And he didnât need some un existing things like love and all.
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âLet it be..Good night brother. Take care of yourselfâ Angre said patting his shoulder and left.
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Bikhrein hai ahq kayi
Koi saaz nahi deta
Hai chup har koi
Ik saaz nahi deta
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Waade kal ke sab karte hain,
Par kyun AAJ
Koi saath nahi deta
Koi saath nahi detaâŠ.
đđ how is it!!? Hope you all liked it..so I have written all the part now only, so I will post after this part gets 18 comments.. be safe!Â
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