Married to Mrs. Hacker (Completed)

Chapter 1 First Encounter

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Naina's POV

My flight landed 2 hours ago and now I am late for the wedding ceremonies.

Apparently I hate coming back to Jaipur but I can't deny the fact that I was away for last 5 years in Singapore for my job, but now going home seems... good, in some ways.

Weather seems nice, light traffic, but only thing heavy is my mind.

I am confused right now , where should I go? My hired taxi driver is also asking the same question. Why would my family send someone to fetch me?

Wedding destination or back home?

Wherever I go they won't leave me alone because the bitter truth is that my cousin sister is getting married but the only thing they're interested in is... Me.

Why won't they, because they sent me for my job and I did not contact them in these 5 years. Well having a job of ethical hacker sounds cool, but good pay and lifestyle eventually drives people apart. I had freedom back there, but now I am again confined in all the norms which I broke once. Maybe they will be angry or may be not, but they were the ones who sent me.

Let's face it I should go to the destination, explain them there.

I gave the driver the wedding destination and we departed.

Karanveer's POV

"Yes mom I am reaching in next 5 minutes."

I hung up the call and started driving my car to the destination as my best friend is getting engaged today.

It's a great news for him but not for me because I am the only one left bachelor in my whole family to be troubled by this marriage shit.

Honestly I don't have time for this.

Being the next in the line of CEO is not a child's play. I want that position, because that's where I belong. I want to give my time and effort to that thing which I deserve the most, not a woman whom I can't love.

I am not made for love which is the truth I discovered when I was a kid.

And no one can change this fact that I came back here from London last year only to claim the position.

Call me selfish , but that's what I am, my ambition, my whole dream.

I stopped my car in front of the main gate of our hotel.

Sanghi Villas.

One of our many creations in the whole Rajasthan, which makes our hotel group no.1 across the whole India.

And me to be the most awaited bachelor to be taken. Maybe many media persons have mistaken me to have a girlfriend or a date because back in London I had many one night stands... no strings attached, nothing serious but just for fun.

I have needs to fulfill. I am not a person to be loved, I just drive people apart.

A valet came and took my keys, then I proceeded inside the palace only to encounter my worried typical Indian mother Meeta Sanghi.

"Where were you Karan? We all were waiting for you to arrive so that we could start Deepak's engagement. "

"Yes mom. I am sorry, got stuck in a meeting." I made a apologetic face to convince her, but she'll catch me as usual.

"Enough of apology, now go and change , here take the room key".

I looked my exhausted reflection in a nearby mirror and found that I was wearing a white shirt tucked in a dark blue pant with a jet black shoes.

"What's wrong in this outfit mom?" I asked her in surprise.

"It's your best friend's wedding and you are going to attend his engagement not a business meeting. So wear according to the theme. Clean yourself up... once your wife comes, you won't be able to question her." She chuckled saying the last part.

I scoffed and took the key, went for changing.

Naina's POV

My taxi stopped at the main gate of Sanghi Villas.

Wow, looks like a great modern Royal Rajasthani Palace.

I paid the bill and got my rucksack out of the car accompanied with my big handbag.

I wore my rucksack at the the back and carrying my handbag and entered the place.

The reception looks like a big courtyard with the modern architecture and furniture.

" Welcome to Sanghi Villas, how could I help you ma'am?" The receptionist greeted me who was wearing a traditional Rajasthan Lehariya saree.

"Hi, could just tell me where is Shreya Sharma's engagement going on?"

She gave me questioning look and asked, "Are you her family because it's a very private event and we have a very strict guest list to follow. If only you have the invitation and name in the list, you can go."

Seriously? My family is kicking me out? I am her first cousin and the invitation I saw on her Instagram story.

"Yes...I am her cousin and my arrival is unexpected. I don't have any invitation but maybe my name is there in the list, will that be okay?" I was getting impatient now.

She agreed and asked for my name.

"Naina Sharma."

She checked the list and then saw me in suspicion.

"I am sorry ma'am, but there is no one of this name."

Congratulations, my family officially kicked me out. I am very angry now. How could she give me this look.

"Okay, you know what, could you just call someone from the bride's family, so that they could identify and you could stop giving me this feeling that I am an intruder, which apparently I am not. I am her fucking family!"

I raised my voice a bit to emphasize last part which I came to know was useless.

She doesn't know what I am capable of doing. She is gonna regret it.

"Ma'am if you just co-operate with us..."

She was afraid now. Yes...she should be.

"Co-operate, your freaking palace is gonna regret what you are doing to me right now!"

"Ma'am I think you should calm down, security...."

"You don't know what I am capable off..." I told her but someone interrupted me.

"Then show us."

A voice came from behind me.

I turned only to encounter my raging face with his cold black eyes, fitted on a handsome face with long chiseled nose accompanied by red thin lips pierced in a line . His sharp jawline was giving me urge to touch his face which made me noticed he was almost 6" tall in front of 5"3 me. His hairs were ruffled, seems like he forgot to comb it but he looks damn hot in it with his muscular body wanting to come out of his clothes. I saw he was wearing a red sherwani with black pyjama, probably getting ready for the engagement which suited his light tanned skin.

I was lost ogling him, having this feeling that he is the last man alive on this earth who could become my forever.

But a voice broke my trance.

"Naina , oh my god you are back!"

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Chapter 2 is on the way..... wait for Naina and Karan's love.