Part 1

Chapter 1

It All Started With A Forced Marriage

Ariya's pov..

Life mein tante ho rakhein hai!! (My Life is so fucked up) My life is fucking fucked up.. ohh yeah I am Ariya Murthy going to be Mehra in an hour..I am just 19 year old..I get everything I want..I have Boyfriend whom i love more than anyone but now I am getting married to The Arhaan Mehra..

Nope actually The Monster Arhaan Mehra..

No no The Devil Arhaan Mehra..

The Evil Arhaan Mehra

The Dinosaur Arhaan Mehra

The Giraffe Arhaan Mehra

The Donkey Arhaan Mehra

The Monkey Arhaan Mehra

"It's time for the jaimala" mom said and made me stand urghh my lahenga is so heavy.. 

Ohh yeah my fam is doing big fat indian wedding with all the rituals..koi aur hoti meri jagah toh bohot khush hoti but I am actually hating all this..( if there was some other girl in my place then she should be very happy but I am actually hating all this)

Jaimala was done I didn't even look at my hone wala (to be) husband because of this long ghunghat..

I don't want all this I just want to ran away..I want a peaceful life with my vihan..

Finally we are done with the wedding..

Haaanjii shadi hogayii hai( yeah finally it's done and I am married) .. we took the 7 rounds of holy fire and I promised myself that I won't follow any vows..

He filled my hairline urghhh why why.. and then tied the nupital chain around my neck.. this is not a nupital chain phasi ka phanda hai mere liye.. ( it's not a nupital chain it's a rope to strangle myself it's making me suffocated..)

It was the time of vidaaii.. dad hugged me and cried.. i was controlling myself but I couldn't control anymore and started crying.. I am doing this marriage just for my family..I don't want to see them on roads..I love you soo much mom dad..

I hugged my elder sister priya and cried.. atleast she was lucky that she got married to her love..

And here I am the unluckiest girl in this whole world to get married to this Arrogant Monster..

"Arhaan please take care of my daughter..if she does any mistake then please forgive her" dad said placing my palm on his giant palm..

"I will take care of her sir you don't need to take any tension" he said..

Abe itna hard tone mein kaun bolta hai? Yeh office ka meeting nahi chal rahi hai..(why did he always need to talk in hardtone the office meeting isn't going here that he is behaving so professionally)

I rolled my eyes and made a face thou no one can't see my face because of the ghunghat (veil)..

Now I have to leave this home my home.. shadi ke baad ladkiya ko kyun jana padta hai yeh kaisa ritual hai..( why all the girls have to leave their house after marriage what type of rule is this?)

Dad opened the gate for me and me sit inside and my newly wedded arrogant patidev sat beside me...

Driver started the car and I pressed my palm on my mouth to stop myself from crying out loud..

I hate you Arhaan's Mehra I hate you soo much you destroyed my everything..you helped my dad in business but you destroyed my life..

"Hey stop crying" I heard my patidev's (husband)  hard voice khadoos sala..(arrogant jerk)

I wiped my tears harshly and said bit loudly "don't you dare to order me"

"Wah bhabhi jii bolti bhi hai (wow sister in law can speak also)" said the driver which angered me..

"Driver ho na toh chupse gaadi chalao (you are a driver right then drive silently)" I said angrily..

"Jii nahi I am not a driver I am Riyan Mehra apka devar apke patidev ka ek lauta chota bhai (umm no I am not a driver I am your brother in law and your husband's one and only younger brother)" he said dramatically..

"Rii concentrate on driving" said The Arhan Mehra in his bossy tone..

I didn't reply and sat silently locking down at my henna filled hands..

His car halted outside the mansion..he stepped out and opened the gate for me..I was about to stepped out but my lehenga got stucked with my heel.. ughh..

He forward his hand to help me..'I don't need your help' I shouted in my mind and stepped out of the car without taking his help..

His grandmother did our aarti and then she told me to kicked the Kalash..

Mera bass chale toh yeh kalash Arrogant Kapoor ke sir par phod doon (I wished I could smashed his head with this).. I kicked the kalash and stepped in then I put my feet on the red coloured liquid and walked ahead..

"Bhai now picked bhabhi in your arms and took her in the bedroom" his brother said to him making my eyes widened..

"She can walk" he said.. ahsaan nahi kar rahe hai aap I know I can walk and I don't need your help..

"Arhaan yeh rasam hai (Arhaan it's a ritual)" his grandmother said..

Abe yeh kaunsa ritual hai mujhe toh nahi pata..( what type of ritual is this I don't know)

"Yes Arhaan it's a ritual now pick her in your arms and took her inside" his grandfather said..

"Ok fine" he said no no no don't pick me I'll kick you..

And suddenly I felt my feet on air as he picked me..my hands encircled around his neck to balanced myself..

"Good Night bhaiyaa bhabhi" I heard his brother's loud voice..

He ascended the stairs and then stepped inside the room locking the door behind

To be continued...