CHAPTER 8 - WRONG TIMING

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Naino se naina takraaye
Na jaane kya dhoonde akhiyaan
(Dhoonde akhiyaan) ✨....

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"I don't tolerate anyone talking to me in that tone" I said to her

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"I don't tolerate anyone talking to me in that tone" I said to her. My one hand was on her shoulder holding her firmly and the other was on the wall beside her head.

"I am not anyone hukum sa, 'I'm. ranisa. Of. udaipur', get this straight to your mind, I too don't like repeating my words" she said this ever so slowly and softly. But her eyes... her eyes had a ravenous fire in them. This....this... is the first and last thing I like about her since I was a kid.

She will strip down your honour in seconds without even making a clink. She is seriously a wild tigress.

I am sure she won't stay silent and obedient about this but I am too prepared, babygirl. "dadaji talked to your family and told everything,.........tonight's our reception so your family will come too. Then you'll leave with them tomorrow morning for paghphera. Dadaji said to inform you". I said this and left her.

Her face showed a bit of a reaction but she hid it immediately. It was a very slight one but enough for me to notice. I left for the office leaving her confused behind. I have more important matters to handle right now.

In the evening (at 5p.m.)

I was in the room only since morning

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I was in the room only since morning. Cause....cause I don't know what else to do!

Is my family ok with all of this?

Why are they not coming to meet me?

I don't know!

This hukum must have done something. I never felt this vulnerable in my life excluding one incident.

What did he do in the morning. Our eye contact felt like he was trying to find something in my eyes.....

But what?

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