Chapter 17

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SITARA POV:

I groaned loudly when my sleep was broken . I am not feeling my soft fluffy pillow under me but something hard.  I instantly opened my eyes and looked up only to find Samrat sleeping and my head is on his hard chest. I tried to get away from him without waking him up but failed miserably.

" Good morning Love ", he said with a smile making him look more handsome. His morning look is a sight to watch and that too with a smile. I hate him for his evil doings but the fact is I am also a girl and not any girl will be there  not to fall for him in her senses. I remembered everything and am grateful for him in making my mood cheer up.

Now I will make my mother regret what she has done. I prepared my mind well not to cry for the people who are not worth able for my tears to shed .

" you are becoming ill mannered Sugar ", Samrat brings me back from my thoughts with his deeo husky voice.

" Sorry morning ",  i greeted back and was going to get up from his chest but my hand slipped and I fell back on him again. I groaned and again tried to get up but due to my fall our chains got combined.

" Seems like nature is making us closer", he said staring at the chains.

Again his flirty nature is back. He is really a bipolar person. Yesterday he very well handled me but today he again started bothering me.

" Nothing like that. Stop dreaming. Ofcourse daydreaming ", i uttered and trying to remove the attachment of the chains. He is not even helping and just watching and chuckling every now and then on my failed attempts. But what can expect from a pervert like him.

After what felt like an eternity I finally succeeded and went to take a bath. Today we are leaving to Samrat's house . I god ready in a beautiful red kurta and made my way downstairs.

" Tara , you are looking very beautiful
But why are you wearing kurta", my aunt said with a frown.

" What is about my kurta", I asked her not getting her point.

" Maa, how can she know the traditions . She only knows how to ruin the reputation and seduce others fiance's", kriti said coming to the living room with a cup making my blood boil.

" ohh.. telling the person who sleeps around ", i thought myself and was about to give a fierce reply to her but my aunt replied.

" Kriti. It's better for you to go into your room and not show your face until the puja finishes. If I found you again talking anything to Tara then you will see my other side ".

I was taken aback by my aunt's reply. She is taking my side. But I don't want to get my hopes high on these people which will be shattered again . I don't know whom are involved and who are innocent.

" Tara , today's Puja should be performed by you then you have to wear the silk saree which I placed on the puja mandir yesterday. Give the clothes to Samrat. You both must have to wear them ". She said to me with a warm smile.

I took the clothes from the mandir and went my room. I heard the shower running sound and concluded that Samrat is taking a shower. I have to be quick in wearing saree before he comes back.

I weared the blouse and skirt. That's when I remembered that I don't know how to wrap a saree. An idea popped in my mind and I started a video on internet and started to drap it according to the steps.

When I completed the task I looked myself in the mirror and got a shock. It's not even perfect. I heard a chuckle and looked up to find Samrat. From when he is watching me.

I looked down embarassed.

" My fierce cat don't knows how to drap a saree. How funny", he said wgyle walking towards me.

" I know ".

" Ok . Then . Go. Ahead. I will be watching " , he said and took a seat on the bed.

I felt to bang my head on the wall . Now I don't want to threw my ego aside. I decides to play along with him.

" By the way do you know how to drap a saree the most eligible bachelor....oops married man ", I said looking at him.

" Ofcourse , i know ", he said.

" I don't trust you . You have to prove it to me ".

" How", he asked with a smirk.

I know he is not a numb person . He is the person who will count our bowels if we open our mouth infront of him.

But I don't want to lose here. By the way I have go wear this saree cause of him . Why shouldn't he wait to marry me until I learn all this. Even after that too I will not marry him willingly though it's not a point now.

So , he needs to correct his mistake for marrying me early.

" Simple. First you prove it by draping the saree on me ", i suggested with a smile.

He smirked viciously. This man and his smirk . I wish to God that one day i want to swipe it away from his face.

He didn't uttered anything and made me wear it. Am feeling butterflies in my stomach whenever his cold fingers touched my hot skin.

While making the pleats of my saree I gasped when he pushed them into my skirt which made him smirk more.

Sitara control your hormones I cursed myself internally.

When I checked in the mirror I found how beautiful he is. He is really a skilked person.

" Not bad. You have a great skill. Keep it up ", I appreciated him while pushing my fingers into his wet hair.

" It's my honour my queen ", He said dramatically making me smile widely.

" Samrat , i arranged your clothes on the bed, get ready and come fast or else we will be late ", i ordered and is about to leave when he held my wrist. I looked at him questioning.

" Now we are looking like a perfect couple ", he said with a smile a genuine smile not a smirk which he always plasters but that's when I realised what I am doing.

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