Prologue

Pushing the door with all his force, he barged inside the room.

“What are you doing here?” She asked surprised as soon as she saw him. 

He looked at her standing in a bridal wear as she packed her stuff, ready to leave the city, ready to leave him. Throwing the suitcase she was packing on the floor, he held her hand tightly and pulled her outside. 

"What are you doing? Leave me!" She said trying to keep up with his pace. He had been pulling her with a tight and painful grip but stopped seeing her struggle.

"Ssh!” He said, pulling her closer to him. “Not another word Khushi Kumari Gupta," He hissed. Scooping her in his arms, he moved out of the house, with Khushi wriggling in his arms.

"Where are you taking me?" She questioned him confused. She had never seen him like this before.

Ignoring her question completely, he made her sit on the passenger seat and closed the door. He hopped inside the car and drove to his destination.

"Now will you please bother to answer me Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada. Where the hell are we going? You are scaring me now," Khushi was on verge of crying but Arnav chose to ignore her because he was sure if he looked into her hypnotizing brown eyes, he would lose himself in her.

He stopped his car in front of a big house. He stepped out and pulled Khushi out. Holding her hand, he marched towards the gate. 

Raizada's, Khushi read the name plate. She was confused as to why he brought her to his house. Before she could understand anything, they were already inside.

"Arnav? Why did you bring me here?" Khushi asked politely.

Arnav looked at her for a moment but quickly averted his gaze. He knew what he was doing was not right, but he didn’t have an option. 

As Khushi gazed around, she saw a pandit waiting with wedding arrangements. She looked at him with wide eyes, realizing where this was leading to.

"What is happening here?” Khushi asked, terrified.

"We are getting married." Arnav said, making her stand and asked the pandit to start the rituals. He did as he was told to. 

“Have you gone mad, Arnav? Marriage is not a game.” Khushi tried to leave but he held her wrist tightly. 

“You’re hurting me.” She let the painful shriek escape from her lips, hearing which Arnav loosened his grip but didn't leave her.

"Remember Khushi? Once you told me, you wanted to become my wife, Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. Today I am going to fulfill your dream. I'll make you mine, my wife. You are mine and no one can separate me from you,” Arnav said in a voice that held possessiveness, love and obsession but somewhere she could feel fear too; the fear of losing her.

"You are not in your senses, Arnav. Please don't do this. Don't spoil everything," Khushi said in a calm voice. Yes, she had dreamt of becoming his wife but not like this.

"We are getting married right now and you have to accept me. Or else, I’ll cancel the deal with your father and he would return back to his previous state – bankrupt and drowning in debt," Arnav announced, ignoring her pleads as he took vows with her around the holy fire. Her struggle died as they completed their seventh vow.

Arnav knew, he was doing injustice with her. He knew she was going to hate him after this. But he didn’t have a choice. He just prayed, her hatred for him was not deeper than his love for her.

I love you Khushi, I love you from the bottom of my heart

Forcefully, he filled her hair partings with vermilion and tied the mangalsutra around her neck.

Khushi sat numb. She couldn’t believe it was happening to her. Yes, she loved Arnav and she knew he liked her too, but she never imagined he would do this to her without her consent.

She closed her eyes as tears rolled down when Arnav filled her hairline. 

I hate you Arnav Singh Raizada, I hate you from the bottom of my heart!

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I hope you guys like the prologue 😁