Her Arrogant Husband

Reception part 1

Zenish

From two hours I am being doll up and I am not allowed to see myself just yet. I can't help but worry what Shayaan might chose for me. I know mom is there he wouldn't choose something inappropriate in front of her. But still curiously is killing me right now

"Is my dress arrived" I asked for the nth time. The girl doing my makeup looked at me and then answered

"It arrived, you will see in a bit" she smiled

I requested them to do light make up as I am not very fond of this cosmetic stuff. I know mom has brief them what to do but I wanted to know.

"Its almost done, its time for you to wear your dress and see yourself" she informed. I thanked because sitting at one ace for so long make you tired. I got up and entered changing room. I hurriedly opened the packet and was amazed to see my dress. It was so perfect dress I couldn't help but praise my husband choice. He really did have superb choice.

For a girl its very emotional moment when her other half chose something for her knowing what she likes. It will be nothing for men but for woman its something very dear. Call me dreamy or dramatic bit this moment is special

Don't think too much he didn't want to do anything it was a ritual which he had to fulfil for his parents my subconscious snapped me

The thought pained me like every girl I had dreams of a loving husband not a prince charming but a person who can makes me smile, hold me if I fall, listen my endless talks but I guess reality will never match with this.

You're complaining

No I am not I entered in this marriage to save my family and that's it. I changed my self on to the dress and came. I heard gasp the moment I stepped outside. I looked around all the girls looking at me with admiring smiles. I finally look myself in the mirror and for a second I thought the girl on the mirror staring back at me is not me

♥♥♥Zenish dress ♥♥♥

They set my dupatta correctly on my head. They handed me my clutch and heels to wear and I was ready. I can't help but smile whispering myself Mashallah

"Your car arrived ma'am" another girl informed me. I nodded and walked outside

I gasped when I see who was standing in front of me, there was no doubt why people consider him one of the most handsome man. I should admit my husband is hot. As soon as our eyes met my heart skipped a beat. Everything around us faded his eyes were on me and mine was on him. I know it sounds cliché but I can't help it

♥♥♥ Shayaan outfit ♥♥♥

While staring I notice he was wearing blue armani suit which I was amazed because this guy wears anything black, grey or white. I walked towards him who has said nothing just staring me

"Take a picture, it will last" I qouted his own words on him. It took him out of his staring session

"Oh my, we matched" I smiled looking each other's outfit

"Mom's demand, anyways. Mom's dress and beautician did good job on you" on his words my smile faded. I didn't expect him to just praise me but a 'nice' would be enough. He opened the door for me

Such a gentleman

"You would be with me the whole event" he said

"There will be many people, my business associates, elite family, family friend and some family" he explained, I just nodded

"What's my job" I asked straight forwardly he glanced me and then answered "you're​ the bride people will come and greet you just have to be polite talking"

Car came to halt and I could see the crowd, I got nervous as I saw the paparazzi, this is something new I will face today "just be clam and everything will be okay" I heard his voice. I closed my eyes and nodded. He stepped outside and being showoff gentleman he is, he opened door for me a d held out his hand towards me. I took a breath and held his hand. His hand snaked my waist possessively which made me look at him and mouth me"smile" I plastered smile.

"Mr Ahmed what's the reason of sudden marraige"

"We heard your wife from Pakistan"

"Was your marriage arranged or love"
Question were thrown on us as we walked. He stopped and turned to the crowd

"Shoot your questions​" he ordered

"How long are you married?"

"For a month" he answered

"Was it love or arranged marriage"

"For me it was love and for my wife it was arranged"

Lie of the year I wanted​ to scream but all I did was smile

" Mr Ahmed can you tell us your story"

"Well it started when I was dealing with her father I got too see her at his office once. The moment I saw her my eyes couldn't see anything else but her. My heart chose her and I simply asked her hand in marriage from her father" he cooked a story on his own. If he wasn't a business man then he would be story teller

"Sir one question from ma'am please" he looked at me and I nodded

"Ma'am you know your husband is not only a billionaire but most handsome man in London. Girls want to be in your place, how does it feels to be married to him"

One word horrible I screamed in my mind

I laughed a bit and then answered "it feels like a dream to be married to him, not because he is billionaire or the most handsome man all women desired but because I am married to person who has a caring heart for his beloveds." I lied, every word I said felt very heavy to say but I did. I looked the crowd who just in awe. I looked towards him he was staring me intensely, his green orbs had an unknown shine.

"Excuse us we have a reception to attend" with that we entered in the hall

As we stepped all the eyes were staring at us, I maintained my smile. Every one cheered for the bride and groom. I saw mom and dad with Mishal and Ahmer Bhai. My eyes landed on my carbon copy husband, I mean his twin who had this big look like I-dont-care type

"Remember what I told you cling to me whole evening, you got it" he whispered his order. I so wanted to argue but can't so I just smile

It's going to be a long night...

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