Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (the giving tree read aloud txt) 📕

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" HOW DARE YOU RUN AWAY FROM ME AGAIN?" He shouted. his grip on my hair was strong. " I WILL TIE YOU, DO YOU GET THAT?" I was shaking from fear.
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I was standing there in front of his house shivering as the december breeze hit me. I was trying to get hold of my heavy lehnga and the dupatta. A newly bride was not allowed the entry to enter the house. And that bride was me and i didn't know even the reason. Suddenly , the door opened and he was in his casual outfit as if we weren't married just 2 hours ago.
" You can come inside. But learn to be out of the fairyland. I don't want to be a husband that you have dreamt of. " he was looking straight as he told me all that.
" you can't leave. i mean i don't like to let go of MY things ." He said
His possessive tone rang in my ears.

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Who was he?

" What?? " I asked in disbelief trying to control the growing ache in my heart.

" Yes. I am sorry I didn't mean to sound creepy but he used to actually break his toys and even hurt his pets if they won't obey him. I don't know because a wife is usually different from materialistic possessions. " He whispered in my ear without looking at me. I too focused on the road where my husband was coming in the car.

I won't tell him! He had been so casual and close with his cousin. And I don't think he would even help other than trying to intervene and trying to make things work between us.

" No. Nothing like that. We are fine. " I replied in single breath.

He unlocked the car doors and stared at us.

" That's great. I knew it. After all he has heart too. " And with that Arun proceeded further and sat in the left seat. I saw a muscle moving in his cheek. I hurried myself in the car.

" So where shall I start from? " My husband asked his cousin. " I mean first bridal dress or jewelry? " He looked once in the mirror to glance at me. I looked away.

" Bhabi? Please we need your help. " Arun sighed dramatically. I clenched my saree when my husband shot daggers at me with his stare.

Why don't you say anything to your brother? I screamed in my mind.

" I guess we should buy the dress first then jewelry will be decided as per the design and color. " My voice was so slow like a meak and scared wife.

" Oh yes. You are right. So is everything decided now? " My husband turned the car to the left and I nearly fell from the seat. After like an hour of stuck in the slow traffic, he parked the car in the parking of a huge shop. As soon as he unlocked the doors I stepped out to avoid him staring at me with not so loving look.

Both of them stood beside me, he took my hand in his and walked with a fast pace. Upon entering, one salesman came to our guidance.

" may I help you? " His smile was positive and he made us sanitize our hands.

" Yes actually we are looking for bridal lehnga in the best of quality. " I replied with same smile. But instantly regretted it when felt pressure on my arm which was quite painful.

" Sure ma'am. Please follow for the best quality . " He laughed but only Arun accompanied him.

" No. Just tell me where the section is. Okay. We need privacy to decide. " I saw the salesman giving a weird look to him. But he told the exact location and walked away to greet another woman.

" Pervert " I heard him say it under his breath. But shrugged off thinking that he really had some issues . Mental issues.

The bridal dress section was so beautiful. It has the most mesmerizing lehngas anyone can ever think of. My eyes scanned through them and stopped on one. It was the same design as the one in Mine. Actually it was the other piece. Similar to mine. So mine was too bought from here.

Wait.. Did he buy it? I glanced up at him and he was watching me intently.

" This one. " Arun called us standing beside the very same lehnga. " It's the most beautiful. "

" Sorry but we already have one in the family. Choose any other " Arun frowned and continued his search. I tried to free my hand from him which he eventually did but followed closely behind me. I while pretending to check another lehnga glanced at the price of mine.

"₹1 lakh " I swallowed the lump down my throat. That was expensive. But I continued walking and started checking out a pink Rajasthani embroidered one. When my eyes met a familiar person..

The waiter from the cafe, when I last escaped. He watched me for a while and I knew he remembered me. I was going to say thank you without getting noticed as Arun had already occupied my husband with different dresses. But then I read the tag on his shirt.

To my utter shock, he was now the manager of the store.

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