Ananya's pov.  I was again getting ready for the dinner with the Oberois, only the difference was that I knew what was going on. I knew who was coming, for what purpose and I was going to say yes. Forever. This was it. It was my fate.  But the strange thing was that after all that chaos, Veer didn't say anything. He was quiet. All along. I wondered what was cooking up in that big head of his. I didn't bothering apologising for the whole virus drama, even though I knew it was a extreme measure from my side, and I felt guilty about it.  I made a mental note to do it tonight and then ask him what was he thinking.  I went downstairs only to find Ma fretting over small things and as to how everything needed to be perfect since her daughter's soon to be husband is coming for dinner. Everything looked perfect according to me, and she didn't needed to do that, but then again who was I to stop her.  I knew she would make sure t

Ananya's pov. Few moments before  "We can't let them see Ritesh and Ruhi, or it would be disaster." My voice was a whisper, but frantic.  I locked my eyes to Veer's to find that he was already looking into mine and then the bulb in my head lit up. I knew the idea was stupid, but it was because of his proximity that had made me loose my sanity. Also it had been one of my fantasies ever since I had seen him. Before he could react, or my sub conscious could butt in and stop me from doing it, I pressed my lips to his by pulling him close by the lapels of his coat.  His arms around me stilled and his heart beat increased under my palms and my heart stopped beating. I didn't move my lips, they remained still on his, waiting for the worst to come. Rejection. After nearly 3 seconds, he responded back. His arms tightened around my waist as he pulled me up on my tip toes, my arms going around his neck, and I tugged at the end of his black locks.

Ananya's pov There are times when you realize that whatever you are doing is wrong and everything that you believed your whole life was a big myth. That's what happened to me. I always believed that you can run away from love, it makes you weak, I knew that I would run away before I would fall for a person.  Oh, How wrong I was. I didn't even realize that I was falling for Veer and by the time I knew it, I was gone too deep. Deeper then the ocean. I almost crossed the crust level of earth, I was in the mantle. That deep I was in for Veer. It wasn't his jerk attitude that attracted me, it were the stories that I heard about from Rudy. As to how much a teddy bear he is when it comes to his sister and Nani. As to how amazing brother he is and he might not say it but he neever take things for granted. And last night when I was told his story I realized that he was no different from me, his parents were fucked up, just like mine and we knew the pain of being abandone

Veer's pov.  The moment she came downstairs with Ruhi in her pink gown, with her as usual minimal makeup, and fiery brown eyes laid on me, I knew I was doomed to be. She was going to be my wife in just 48 hours, and as much as I was happy about it, I was shit scared.  Scared of the feelings that she gave me. Scared of the possibility that she might leave me when she would learn about my past. When she would learn what a real coward I was. How did I let my mother die? I knew that I could see anger, adoration, respect, admiration and lust in her eyes for me, and I would be fine. But today I could see the another feeling enveloping them, I knew it was the sacred word. The territory that I had blacklisted in my life long ago. And no chance in hell i was going to jump into it.  So I did the same thing that I always did to the women who were getting deep with me. Act like a douche. Only this woman was not like others, she was different. I cou

Veer's pov Dressed in light pink skirt, with the same blouse and adorned with heavy pearl and diamond jewelry she looked like a queen descending downstairs accompanied with her brothers. Never in my life had I ever seen so beautiful like her, she looked like the epitome of the beauty. I was glad that this ceremony was an intimate ceremony or men would have stared at her like a piece of meat, and I was no different. I would have knelt in front of that goddess of beauty with brain, if she would have told me so. When I recieved her gift, I planned on not wearng if it wasn't for Rudra's continous insistence and him revealing me a fact about my to be wife that how much she despises shopping but just for a gift for me she took 5 hours to shop and carried him everywhere with her. A warmth filled my chest when I realised how much my to be wife wanted me, when I saw the italian phrase written on the back of the brooch. I always thought that these were just mere words until I read them and