“Honey, did it ever occur to you that some people just don’t care about money? Fine, you can make whatever you want to happen with the snap of a finger, but you can’t give someone the ability to love you, can you?”He remained silent as we sat in eerie silence for a few moments. He still didn’t know what to say to my last stab.“Daniel, please pull over.” It was about time, and she will put a full stop to this marriage drama.“No” was my only husband’s response. “Listen, why don’t you go home and re-evaluate your unreasonable expectations? Where you’ll inevitably do nothing because the minute you figure out how the wedding happens in the real world works, you will tap out.” “No” “Please don’t be silly. We are talking seriously. You don’t want to end up in a loveless marriage, do you?”“I’m married. We-Are-Married.” He repeated, enunciating each word as if talking to a young child.“I spent my entire life making other people happy. It’s time I find happiness the only way I see possi
Anita leaned forward and whispered to Daniel, "May I ask you a question, Daniel?" The older man gave an encouraging nod through the mirror. "Of course, sweetheart." "Promise me you won't answer the question with a question?" Daniel watched Alex in the rearview mirror, trying to control his laughter. "Sweetheart, there is an answer to every question." She frowned. "I apologize; They led me to believe the other way round. An answer to a question is a question. And if your back is against the wall, then twist the question as an answer to your question. Maybe this is the rich people's language that I will never understand."Daniel smiled and, again, nodded. "Some questions, the answers to which everyone knows, but no one knows differently, are better left unanswered.""That answer is not mysterious at all. You and the stranger are cut from the same cloth. No wonder he introduced you as his second father. But as a father, didn't you think it was wrong of him to force a girl to marry him
Alex shook his head, exasperated. Without giving it a second thought, he held her wrist and pulled her closer; bending down, he picked her up in his arms in bridal style. Anita was shocked as she kicked, screamed, shouted profanities, and hit him. “Put me down, you bastard.” Alex put her down gently and shut the car door behind him. Anita quickly adjusted her dress. “That’s an endearment you will never hear from a newly wedded bride. You’re a lucky man, Alex.” Michael patted his hand on Alex’s shoulder.Alex was losing his patience with his wife. “Get out, Michael. Go to your home.” Alex snapped. “Oh, dear! And miss this wonderful wedding drama. Didn’t I tell you I’m going to stay with you to watch the movie ‘Alex’s Hellish Wedding Life’ and I can’t wait to get to the climax? Will the bride kill the groom, or the groom finally loses his patience and kill her?” Alex opened his mouth, but Michael stopped him. “Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert! Don’t ruin the ending for me.” “Well, sor
“Let’s go,” like an icy wind. Alex’s words went through her flesh, and she nodded. Like a lost puppy, she followed him into the house.Relax, Anita; they won’t kill you. What’s the worst that could happen? His family might not like you, but that’s his problem, not yours. Maybe he will let you go if his family disapproves of you. She kept repeating this as a mantra as she walked through the doors.As they entered through the front door, there was a grand hallway. The wallpaper was some Roman and Greek themes in the frieze on the ceilings and walls. She entered the foyer and gazed around at the beauty displayed before her. White walls, golden chandeliers, and antique furniture graced her, making her wonder if her feet were clean enough to walk on the shiny floor and carpets, undoubtedly made from the finest materials. The house looked like a cut-out from Architectural Digest magazine.Everything seemed to be the color white, the floors, sofas, and house interiors. The hallway flowed int
“Oh, you were so busy?” His Grandmother Mocked Alex. “Of course, he was busy as he had to convince, threaten and finally blackmail this poor girl into being his wife” Michael tossed in a grenade and sat back to watch the drama unfold while everyone in the room gasped in shock.“You forced her?” His Grandfather asked through clenched teeth.“No, I helped her with a family from shame and humiliation, saved them from society’s impunity, and got their pride back.” “That’s some top performance bullshit, Sir. Let me proudly inform you that your Grandson is ruthless, heartless, arrogant, and evil as a demon.” She then turned to her husband and jabbed a finger at his chest. “You didn’t save my life but successfully ruined it, you selfish bastard.” Anita’s face turned red with wrath, and his little eyes blazed with fury.A heavy silence fell upon the room. It sucked every molecule of air out of the room as if everyone had stopped breathing. Anita breathed heavily as the winner of the fight c
"How do you propose we call this off?" Questioned the woman with the bright red lipstick.Anita meets her gaze, flashing her a megawatt smile. God has finally woken up and heard her out."It's easy-peasy. No one was present at our wedding except my parents, the creepy groom, his friend Michael and Daniel, who officiated the wedding. There were no photographers, no witnesses. No marriage license. This marriage is not even legally valid." Anita took a deep breath and continued, "Just say, 'Get out and never to show my face again in your life,' and poof, my family and I will disappear from the face of the earth. All I need is a promise." "A promise? I knew there was a catch. A poor girl always marries the man for money." Snarled the woman in lipstick."No, Mam, you seem to speak from experience, but neither do I need your money or wealth. Please keep that to yourself. I can earn my money. Yes, I need a promise. A promise that Mr. Money-Bags, aka Mr. Satan, will not come near my family o
“Let’s do a little recap. My grandson twisted your hands and married you, and you want out of this relationship with a guarantee that he will not harm you or your family. Did I get it correctly?” “Totally. Mam, the paper?” “You seem keen to sign the paper?” “I can’t wait to run out of this house and out of your grandson’s sight, Mam.” “Do you know with whom you are talking? You seem to have an attitude, and you know that, don’t you?” “No offense Mam, if a stranger turns your life upside down, then I guess you will be livid too. This man not only turned my life upside down but put a wedge between my parents and me. I’m a girl who lost everything to an arrogant man.” “Are you sure you will sign the paper and leave? What’s the guarantee you won’t show back and blackmail us?” The only one with attitude here is the woman with the bright lipstick. Is that the stranger’s mother? Maybe both their perspectives suck. She lacks empathy and focuses only on the money. That’s one reason she h
Alex was looking right at her, eyebrows lifted in challenge. "Challenge accepted." Alex's Grandmother came in between Alex and Anita. "Sweethearts, can we solve this like grown-ups?" "Grown-ups?" Whispered Anita in shock. "Before we discuss, I want to introduce my family to you, Anita." Anita gasped and took a step back, "Mam, there is no need to introduce a stranger. I thought you were on my side?" she sounded like an upset child. Alex's Grandmother threw back her head and laughed. "Anita, do you know my grandson is not only the richest man but also plans meticulously, lays out his plan in his head a million times before he executes it? Everything he does is fine-cut to perfection. He is an excellent manipulator and negotiator. Everyone Businessman in our circle walks on eggshells around him, as he knows everyone's dirty laundry and when and how to use it. That is why he is the King in the business world." With yet another slow and weary shake of her head, Anita released a
Anita woke up with a start. The clock on the bedside table showed it was fifteen past nine. She never over-slept. Why didn’t her mother wake her up? Her body was sour and in pain. Anita looked around the room in panic as she slowly remembered her so-called wedding. She cried herself to sleep last night. She looked around and found the couch was empty. Anita took a quick shower and got ready. She wore jeans and a simple T-shirt, wore a ponytail, and her face was makeup-free. Anita did not glow nor dress like a newlywed. She asked for directions to the living room with the working maids.When she walked to the living room, she saw Alex’s Grandma, Grandpa, Michael, Alex’s father, and stepmother having a beverage. “I’m sorry, I woke up late.” Grandma smiled and waved her hand, gesturing for her to take a seat.“There is no need to apologize, Sweetheart. You were pretty tired. I’ll ask them to bring your coffee,”“No problem, I can make mine,”“You can, but you still look tired. Sit,” Sh
Anita helped clean up, and when she walked into the living room, she saw her husband speaking to his grandfather and Michael while his father was sitting on the couch silently. Everyone asked us both to go to bed, saying she was tired.When they entered the room, Anita folded her arms and stood before Alex, “I know how to defend myself. I don’t need your help,”“Is this your way of saying thank you?”It was, but she couldn’t admit that to him. She still has her pride.“No,”“You are a terrible liar,”“I mean it. I could have handled it,”“I didn’t defend you.” He walked away, leaving Anita flabbergasted by his cryptic answer.Then it clicked her. Alex didn’t defend Anita, but he defended his decision to marry her in a roundabout way; he defended himself. “Here is your schedule for this week” Before Anita could react, Alex, thrust a paper in her hands.“Schedule? What Schedule?” She read through the paper, and her blood boiled, “What the hell is this?” Her voice was chilly enough to f
Damn! She needs to learn a few curse words to survive Mr. King. She dragged her feet to get ready, determined not to give Alex another chance to mock her.As they walked toward the dining hall. She saw the whole family sitting at the table. A young girl about her age was also seated at the table with a broad smile. “Look who is here? It’s Alex and Mrs. Alex,” Teased his friend Michael.She made a fool of herself in front of the entire family. She almost stumbled but composed herself.“Come on, darling; you haven’t eaten all day.” Alex’s grandmother held her hand and took her to the lavish dining room she had only seen in the movies. The dining room was no less than a royal dining room. The room can seat about 30 guests. The room was painted in rich colors. The furniture, chandeliers, and beautiful painting adored the room. Being the show-off gentleman, her new husband pulled a chair next to him, and she sat on it, refusing to make another spectacle in front of the entire family.Eve
“I’m not going anywhere neither are you,”“Either that, or we’ll end up killing each other. Hopefully, the strongest will survive.” Anita raised her imaginary collar. “That would be me.” The corner of his mouth quirked into a small smile. When you can’t change things, so why wallow in regret? Game on, Mr. Rich-shiny-stranger.“Here is what will happen, you will get over yourself, accept our marriage and start acting like my wife,”“Define act like my wife,”“Oh, wouldn’t you know as you were ‘Prepared’ to get married to Ken?” His voice was like the clap of thunder. He stumped her as she did not see that one coming.“I know what you are doing. You keep saying the same thing repeatedly, and subconsciously you expect me to accept it. That’s called hypnotism, and I’m not falling for it.” Alex rolled his eyes. “Grandma asked me to bring you for dinner but don’t worry; I will inform her you are on indefinite hunger strike,”“Who is on hunger strike?”“You,”“When did I say that I’m on hun
Out of nowhere, he pulled Anita into his arms. She drew a deep, shaky breath as she tried to push him, but he tightened his hold. What is it with this guy that makes her feel like she has been electrocuted? There was an odd sensation in places she never knew existed in her body. She had never felt this way. What is this feeling? He stared at her with matching intensity, his gaze roving over her lips.Alex leaned forward, our breaths kissing each other. Oh god! He was going to kiss her. But he didn’t. His lips seductively touched her ears, and his voice came out strained.” You know real chemistry when you see it. Sometimes it looks like a burning hatred, but trust me, that’s chemistry.”It took a full minute for her to understand the meaning of his words to register. She mustered all her strength and pushed him away.“If you think your words will charm me, and I’ll tag along behind you like a dog, then you have the other thing coming” Her voice came out as a strangled whisper. Her bo
Anita’s tears wouldn’t stop. Grandma came up to check on her twice and to leave food, but all she felt was nauseous. She had no clue what she should take next. Run away or stay back? Accept this forced marriage or fight Alex? Live or kill herself? Will she ever be able to accept Alex as her husband?How can she even face his family after the scene she made in the morning? She knew she acted like a child who wanted a doll in a mall but was helpless. In her defense, Alex threw her headfirst into this marriage. Alex, his family, his family complications, the drama, their family stature, his humungous house, his room, and even the damn bathroom are intimidating and overwhelming. She has no clue how to act or behave.The real question that kept nagging her was, what would she have done if she married Ken instead of the Stranger? If they had married, would she be acting like Ken’s wife? The mere thought of being Ken’s wife made her feel like throwing up. What did she think when she accepted
There is an invisible blanket between the world and him. Alex finds it hard to take what anyone says. Or, hard to want to take it in. His soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and growing.Every time he closed his eyes, Anita’s eyes haunted him. The fire in her eyes doesn’t hesitate to show how much she hates him. Ironic; any woman in her place would have worshipped the ground he walked on, but his wife, on the other hand, is an alien. Her eyes remind him of the ocean: Raging. Fearless. Restless.He heard someone knocking on the door. He didn’t bother to answer, as only a handful of people had access to his floor. And considering his waspish mood, no one would dare to stay on my floor, let alone step in his cabin.“Are you planning to hole up in your office the whole day or planning to go home?” Asked Daniel.Home… the word gave him chills.“Alex, Anita hasn’t left her room all day.” As expected. “Your Grandmother has been calling me
She held his Grandmother’s hands. “For every good reason, there is to lie, but there is a better reason to tell the truth. Please, I want to know the truth. I want to know why he married me. I don’t have time to play sherlock. Ask him to tell me the truth.”Everyone looked at Alex but remained silent, and his gaze didn’t waver from Anita. “Worse than telling a lie is spending your whole life staying true to a lie. Tell us the truth, Alex.” Demanded his grandfather. “Why?” Questioned Alex as he crossed his arms. “What do you mean why? She deserves to know the truth.” “Then you agree it’s between my wife and me. You and grandma were behind my life to get married, and when I get married, you want drama. I’m sorry, I won’t make a scene with my wife as the center of your drama.” “Tell me the truth” Anita stepped forward. “The truth is none of us are easy to be with. We all suffer from something. So when you meet someone willing to stay committed to understanding you and wanting to gr
His Grandmother stepped forward in a panic. "Are you threatening her?" "Just stating the facts." "What about keeping your wedding a secret for a year?" Her Grandmother demanded. "Mom, like Alex, mentioned, introducing her to our social circle will overwhelm Anita. Let us give her a chance to get to know us without pressure. Then we will jump to the next step by introducing her to everyone. Let's give her some space to breathe." My father-in-law defended, and Anita can't thank him enough for his compassion and thoughtfulness. "I'm sorry, Sir. But I don't want to stay here, and I'm not the right person to be called your daughter-in-law." "Anita, why do you hate my grandson so much? He is not that bad." "With all due respect, mam, may I ask you a