Yaskh Villa – 3:45 PM

The villa was filled with voices—angry, loud voices.

Yet one man sat at the dining table as if none of it existed.

Pratyaksh Singhania calmly continued eating his lunch, not even lifting his eyes.

To him, the noise around him was nothing more than distant barking.

The woman was saying continuously pain was clearly visible in her voice tears burned her eyes

“Yaksh… are you even listening to me?”

Her voice trembled as tears burned in her eyes.

“How can you decide your marriage without telling your own mother?

I found out today—from the wedding card you sent.”

“Am I so unimportant to you?”

Yes pratyaksh didn't even tell his own mother about his marriage.

Her mother mrinalini aryavardhan singhania is well known respected calm and very kind woman but to him she's nothing at all.

Mrinalini his mom said —

“yaksh are you even listening me please beta I'm requesting you just to even look at me why are you doing this to me”.

“why are you doing this to your own mother am I this much ungrateful that my one and only son don't even see me as a mother”.

Her last words broke her tears slipping from her eyes the years of pain she held slipping through her tears.

Her own son giving her punishment for something which wasn't even in her control.

This time pratyaksh look up at her with straight eyes no emotions on his face at all.

“If you're done with your drama,” he said coldly, finally looking at her, “then stop those pathetic tears.”

“And Mrs. Mrinalini Singhania…”

His lips curved faintly.

“Today is my wedding. Be there on time.”

Saying this he stand up and left to his room to get ready.

His mother stayed seated on the chair crying continuously her face turned red due to continuously crying her voice breaking at very word she said to herself.

“k...kyu beta k..kyu tu aapni m..maa ko tujhse pyaar krne ke liye tarsaa raha hai meri kya galti hai?”..

(Wh-why? son why are you craving your own mom to love you?)

She continued to sob and say things and there was no one to console her and reply to her answers because she knows if she had stopped that thing years ago nothing would be like this now.

Raichand house 6:20pm

The house was buzzing with so many voices.

But for aastha it was nothing not happiness not sadness.

She was sitting in her room dressed in a dark red bridal lehnga looking so beautiful.

But her face pale she's adorned with so many gold jewelleries which was choosen and sent by pratyaksh himself.

Her neck had a very heavy and beautiful necklace the nath in her nose making her looks more exquisite her long hair open her olive skin making her glow so much in that red lehnga.

Her eyes so beautiful yet no emotions her face pale she looked in mirror at herself just staring like she's seeing an alive corpse.

Just then Shalini raichand come with vikram raichand.

Shalini was dressed in a rich dark blue royal shiffon saree and Vikram was dressed in a dark blue three piece matching with his wife.

They both looked at aastha smiling.

Then Vikram said, “aakhir kar hamare ghar ka kalank ab yaha se chala jaega,”

(Finally the taint of your house will go away)

“Ab ham shaanti se jiyenge iss haramzadi ne jabse paida hui hai tabse zindagi haram kar rakhi hai.”

(We will live peacefully now. This bastard girl from the day she's born made our life hell)

Shalini leaned towards aastha ear whispering,“don't you dare to take your ugly face and come back here again”.

She continued saying her voice filled with sarcasm,“right beta remember your parents love you hmm”.

Saying this she wiped the corners of Aastha eyes which were holding so many tears but she didn't let them fall.

                       Author pov

Siyaram wedding venue 7:25pm

The wedding venue was filled with loud music voice. Everything was decorated so perfectly just like how pratyaksh wanted.

The entire venue was decorated with roses—white, yellow, pink, and deep red.

No other flower existed there.

And why wouldn't it be? because it's his wedding his wedding with his beloved rose. The one he wanted insanely possessively.

The mandap too was decorated with rose flowers. There was sitting pratyaksh on mandap dressed in a black sherwani with red zari.

Pandit was continuously chanting the mantra while the most impatient man sitting calmly.

His men were all around the venue because he wouldn't handle even a cut on his rose, would he?

Just then pandit ji said, “yajman vadhu ko bulaiye vivah ka muhrat ho rha hai.”

(Yajman, please call the bride.The auspicious time for the marriage is approaching.)

Then there's come the sound of dhol because he himself planned his wife entry with the dhol.

His lips covered in a faint smirk he close his eyes lift his head up like a mad person inhaling deeply.

Taking the full voice of dhol inside him feeling her.He smelled her even before she entered.

There comes Aastha her eyes down taking small steps her eyes corner filled with unshed tears.

She was barely holding herself her throat was dry and bitter. By her side Shalini and Vikram entered.

With each step her anklets making that chan chan sound which were only music only thing pratyaksh wanted to hear.

Pratyaksh opened his eyes.

His gaze ignored the crowd, the music, the lights.

It stopped only on her.

For a moment, the most feared man in the room went completely still.

And for the very first time the most dangerous man eyes softening when he looked at his rose.

His lips moved in a quiet whisper.

“Rose.........”

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