Kriti pov
Oh god, today is the day. The day I get married.
I woke up this morning feeling like shit. But my makeup artist my mother the whole world forced me to start getting ready.
So here I am in my gorgeous wedding gown, my face all dolled up, my hair up with roses and the dupatta
(AUTHOR- ignore sidharth in this picture)
Yes, I look gorgeous but that does not change the fact I am going to be married to a dick. It does not change the fact that this time next year I should be a mother.
And I am doing this for the sake of my father and his Mafia.
A small knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. It was my father.
"bacha it's time"
I didn't reply instead I just walked past him and started to do downstairs
"Wow kri, you look gorgeous," aditya tells me
I just smile in reply.
"you look, beautiful sis," the twins tell me
"Oh mera bacha," my mother says in tears
"Mom don't cry," I tell her
"Ok, let's go!" Aliyah tells us clapping her hands together.
I just realized I never got a bachelorette party. Ugh. I could go for some drinks right now.
The car to the venue was silent.
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We finally get to the venue and it looks beautiful!
"kri im sorry for whats happening," my dad tells me
"its too late for that dad" I reply
"just know that I love you," he tells me as we link arms so he can walk me to the mandap
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The Mafia Game
RomanceKriti Kapoor, the daughter of the Kapoor Mafia Don, is a famous model and actress known for her fiery personality. On the other hand, Darshan Raval is a ruthless and intimidating Mafia Don who commands respect and fear. Their paths cross one night a...