Mafia's Karma {Ishman}

A New Alliance (6)

Ishan's pov:-

I was sitting in front of a giant mirror while staring in my soulless eyes.

I was dressed up in exotic lavish clothes and jewellery with fragrance of Italian perfume coming out of them.

My all bags were packed and ready to go from this not less than inferno place.

I swear once I am out of here I am never gonna take one step inside of this living hell.

But what if the place I am heading to is worse?

I could sit here all day sighing without actually daring to step out.

As I was sitting quietly while thinking of all the events that are going to happen, someone entered the room.

I knew who it was without actually taking a look back as I saw it in the mirror.

"Are they here?"

I asked in a low tone not wanting to waste any energy on this stupid wedding ceremony.

Rishabh nodded his head, closed the door behind, came to me and pulled a chair for himself.

"They are here."

He answered me while fixing his hair from the mirror and sitting on the chair beside me.

I could just sigh with disappointment after conceiving the news.

"I can help you in running away you know that. Right?"

Rishabh placed his hand on my shoulder and said to assure me that he is there for me.

I shaked my head upon hearing that because it's of no use.

"They are gonna find me no matter what."

I said in a tired defeated tone, got up from my chair in a swift motion and walked to the door to face the inevitable outside.

"Congratulations!"

Rishabh teased me after getting up from the chair and coming beside me.

I glared at him which made him chuckle loudly and patting my head.

"You are touching the sore spot you shithead!!"

I said after pushing his hand away and smacking his head lightly.

He groaned in pain dramatically while holding his head.

I know that he is trying to make me cheer up by doing these silly things.

"I will visit you there. Don't worry."

He said while patting my head, showing me a warm smile and walking out of the room.

I also took a deep breath before walking out of the room with hoax confidence.

Some minutes later,

I went to my mother who was hugging someone probably the groom's relatives and greeted them.

"Here comes Ishan."

My mother exclaimed in joy after breaking the hug with that man, walking towards me and placing a kiss on my forehead.

I glared at my Dad who placed his finger on his lips gesturing me to not say anything stupid.

I saw another person whispering something in that tall man's ear while he was busy staring at me without even blinking.

He looked away as I side eyed him and started talking to my father who was too busy to even pay attention to my presence here and greet me.

Is he the one? The way his friends are teasing him I think it is him.