Not A Simple Engineer Boy! | ✓

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"What the fuck do you mean?"

Xavier was enraged, and it was evident from the way he kept flexing his free hand. He wanted to throw something across the room—perhaps the glass in his left hand would have been a good option. But he held back, glaring at Satya while she sat with her legs crossed, intently observing her whiskey-filled glass.

"You heard it right," she sighed.

He set his glass down on the coffee table, just in case. His patience for Satya's antics was wearing thin. Lately, she had been impossible to handle. Sighing, he leaned in. "Valmiki and you got married?"

"Yes." She took a small sip. "My answer isn't going to change no matter how you rephrase the question. And no, it's not a fucking prank, so don't give me that look."

Loudly exhaling, he started shaking his head. She was seriously getting on his nerves. "I was gone from Chennai for a week, Satya. Just one week." He gaped at her. "No-fucking-body decides to get married and be done with it in seven days!"

"He met me last month."

"What?"

"Well, actually, I called him to meet me," she explained. "And we applied for a court marriage."

His two best friends—wait, no, his only best friends—had gotten married to each other, and neither had bothered to tell him. They had secretly devised this whole charade behind his back. To him, it looked like nothing more than a shitty farce of a marriage.

What the actual fuck?

"You both gave zero fucks about telling me? The whole time, you kept quiet about it?"

"Would you have been okay with it?" she retorted, calmly sipping her drink.

"Satya, you're impossible!" He couldn't hold back anymore and yelled. "That guy proposed to you, and you said yes, and now you're just announcing it?"

"You're shouting. Fucking drop the volume," she said coldly. Satya had never been this frigid before. She used to be warm and beautiful, not cold and hard. Satya Devi was like a garden full of jasmines, not a barren field in Dras.

"Where is Valmiki—your brand-new husband?" Xavier spat.

Satya shrugged nonchalantly. "He has some unfinished business in the U.S."

"What about his job? Where are you planning to stay?" He wanted her to stop answering, but his mind kept spiraling with more questions.

"Ethical hackers are in demand in India, and he's shifting to AI Engineering as well. A genius like you, I guess. He'll be here and stay in my house."

"And Dhanya?" That was question number three.

"I'll tell her later. She doesn't need to know everything. She's just a kid."

"Valmiki's parents?" Fourth.

"They know. I met them."

"And others?" Fifth.

"Do I look like I care?"

Sixth, and perhaps the sharpest dagger to her heart: "What about Narayan?"

"He's already engaged to someone from his community, someone his parents picked. I heard they're getting married next year or whatever fuck," she said without wavering. "Let him fuck whoever he wants. Why should I care?"

Fuck.

He stared at her, trying to reconcile this stranger with the best friend who used to share every detail of her life with him—from what she ate in the morning to the new face mask she tried at night. Who was this woman?

"Satya?"

She took her last sip and pouted. "Hmm?"

"You clearly told me you didn't want to marry him or even love him. So why this sudden decision?" Xavier asked, utterly confused. Valmiki hadn't explicitly told him, but he knew his friend had been pining for Satya for years. The man was madly in love with her.

"You don't need to love someone to marry them. Marriage is a commitment, not an emotion."

Fucking shit.

"Don't need to love..." Xavier laughed bitterly. "Satya, do you even hear yourself spewing this nonsense?" He finally swatted his glass off the table. It shattered into pieces. "You're talking so much shit!"

"Xavier, I'm tired, okay?" she snapped, hurling her glass across the room. Her anger burst forth like a dam breaking. "I'm tired of men in general." She scoffed. "Pussies. Incapable of handling their shit and making a mess of women's lives. Don't take it personally, but that's my truth."

"But he loves you!" Xavier hissed.

"Yes, that's why I chose to marry him."

"Oh, Satya, that's not you!"

"This is what I am, this is what Satya Devinathan is!", she thundered, her voice so loud that it boomed across his penthouse.

Xavier was momentarily stunned as he saw her intense rage seeping from her otherwise calm face.

You deserve more. Valmiki deserves more...

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