"Sir, you...called?". I asked, stuttering.

"Sit," he said, pointing towards the opposite chair. I sat, and he sat opposite to me.

I looked down, rubbing my sweaty palms as I was getting nervous in front of him.

"So your mother told you to marry me, huh?" He asked, and my eyes shot up as I looked at him, then looked down, nodding my head.

"So what is your decision?" He asked, and I still looked down, rubbing my sweaty palms.

His hard voice and his glare at me were making me nervous.

"Sharanya, you don't need to get scared of me. I won't eat you," he said, and my eyes shot up at his handsome face.

He said to me, "Take a deep breath and calm yourself," and after taking a deep breath, I started ranting. God help me in my mind.

"My mom is forcing you, right? There are some other reasons. " He still questioned me. I was tongue-tied. I fisted the side of my skirt and stood up, trying to gather some confidence.

I have to do this for Maa.

"No.. no one is for..cing me.. sir, I am ready for this marriage." I said, stuttering a little bit while his expression was worth watching.

I had to do this after what had happened in the morning.

"Huh what?" He also got up from his seat, and my heartbeat quickened as he took two steps towards me.

"I know you are lying. Listen, sharanya, if there is any problem, then tell me. I'll help you. You don't need to do this forced marriage I discovered you excelled in your 12th exam and desired to study in a good college; I will assist you in gaining admission to one of the best colleges. Don't ruin your life like this," he advised. I could feel the honesty in his tone while I tried hard not to cry in front of him.

"At the very least say something," he grumbled.

I gulped the lump which had formed in my throat, and looked at him. "You don't need to take tension about me, sir. I am ready for this marriage. If you don't want to marry me, then you can say no to lekha mam." I said in a go and turned to leave, but he was fast. He caught my wrists, jerking me towards himself.

"You are spoiling your life in your own hands, Sharanya," he said while I was struggling to remove my hand from his clutches.

"Leave me," I said, but his hold tightened around my wrist.

Damn, it was so painful it would surely leave marks.

"Let go of my hand", this time I shouted. "If you are having a problem marrying me, then just go and say this to your mom about it because I don't have any problem marrying you." Wow, from where I got this courage to shout at him..he was shocked and his grip loosened around my wrist. Run Sharanya Run.

I ran out of the terrace, crossing the staircase. I ran out of the store and straight away went to my small home.

I was done with all this. I need to calm myself down first.

Why this complicated life, God?

"Sharanya baby, are you home?" I heard mom's voice. She was sitting on the bed silently.

"Are you fine? Is your head aching anymore? " I asked, cupping her cheeks.

"I am fine. Sit with me for a while," she said, and I nodded, sitting beside her.

"Are you sure about your decision?" She asked me

"I am 100% sure, mom," I said with a fake smile plastered on my face.

"Don't do this for me, Sharu.. don't ruin your life," mom said, her eyes welling up."You have so many dreams, Baccha, please don't destroy everything for me."

"Mom, don't cry, please, it's not good for your health," I said, wiping her tears.

I tried to sound enthusiastic.

"From when you started thinking about a luxurious life and luxury things, Sharanya, stop lying to me. I am your mother." she scolded.

"Ughh maa, leave all this, I am so hungry. Let's have lunch," I said, trying to divert the topic.

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It's already 1.am night. I tried to sleep, but sleep was far away from my eyes. I said yes to this marriage. I knew this marriage would be my destruction. I was helpless. Now Neil would hate me or more than hate me.

Yesterday I was sure in my decision that I wouldn't be going to marry him, but today everything changed.

Flashback..

I came out after taking a shower and started wiping my hair, humming softly. Mom went out to buy some groceries.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to find Lekha ma'am.

When I said, "Mam..you're" seeing her, I became nervous.

"At least let me in," she said, and it gave her the place to step in.

"You don't want to marry Neil because he is already married, right?" She asked, and I looked here and there.

"Here, see this," she said, and handed me a few papers.

My eyes widened as it was the divorce papers of Neil Sir and his wife, and it already had their sign.

"I made them sign it, though they didn't know about it," she said, and I looked at her.

Sharanya, you just have to marry him and nothing else. You'll be getting all the luxury and everything, but this marriage will be a secret, "she said," and I still shook my head no.

"Why are you doing this, mam? "They didn't even know that you made them sign these papers," I muttered.

"What is your problem, Sharanya?" "Lekha mam said, and before I could respond, Mama intervened."

"Lekha mam you here." Mama was amused, seeing her. I took the carry bags from mama's hand and placed them aside.

Lekha ma'am told Maa that she wanted me to marry Neil, sir, and then I heard Ma's painful voice as she sat on the bed, clutching her head.

"Maa maa, what happened?" I asked, and she looked up, making my eyes widen as her nose was bleeding.

I quickly took the handkerchief off and wiped the blood, and she passed out.

Shit, now what to do?

God help me.

"Maa, wakeup maa." I patted her cheeks, but she didn't reply.

I sprinkled some water on her eyes; still she didn't respond.

"I will help her Lekha Mam said, "Just say yes, she will be fine. I will do her treatment in one of the best hospitals."

"I don't need your help," I said to her, and picked up my phone to call the doctor.

"No doctors will help you," Lekha Mam said, smirking.

I called the doctor, and as she said, no one was ready to come and check on my mama.

"Say yes, Sharanya, if you want to save your mother," Mom said again.

Now I have no choice left. I had to say yes if I wanted to save my mother.

"I am ready for it," I said, and tears escaped from my eyes.

Maa means mom.

I looked down at my henna-filled hands and tears rolled down my cheeks. It's been 10 days since I said yes to my destruction. Today was my marriage correction, a secret marriage to Neil Ahuja.

Neil Sir came here for his cousin's wedding, which was done two days back, and his first wife left for Mumbai this morning because of some important work. He was his younger brother, Samar. He was a weird guy, always flirty, but I ignored him as I didn't like him. Tomorrow we are leaving for Mumbai.

Right now I was sitting in the room of Ahuja's Farmhouse wearing one of the designer lehengas. Lekha Mam arranged everything for me. Mehndi artists applied Henna to my hands yesterday, and a makeup artist applied it today.

I looked up at my reflection in the mirror. I was indeed looking beautiful, but I was not happy. My face was glowing because of the makeup, but I wasn't glowing naturally.

I started wearing my earrings and my mind drifted to the previous night when I and Neil, sir, had our second convo.

Flashback..

Tomorrow would be my marriage to Neil Sir. I didn't want this to happen. I looked at the moon from the window while mama was sleeping.

I heard a knock on the door and my heart started to beat wildly..who was there at this time? Is it a thief or a ghostly uncle aunty?

I got off of the bed and took the broom stick in my hand and went to open the door.

I muttered and was about to hit the thief when he caught my wrist and stopped me. "You dumb girl, it's me Neil," he yelled and my eyes widened and the broom stick fell from my hand.

"Sharanya, who's there for my child?" I heard mama's voice spit, she was up. I was gone.

"Umm, no one maa you sleep. I am going to the washroom," I said hastily, and Neil dragged me out.

I had nothing to say, so I did my job, which was looking down at fiddling with my scarf.

"Sharanya, I got to know that your mom is suffering from a brain tumor," he said, and my eyes snapped at him.

"You are doing this to save your mom, right?" He asked, and I looked here and there.

"Sharanya "I am still telling you you don't need to do this. I will help with your mother's treatment," he said.

Sorry sir, but your mom has blackmailed me. I can't back off because if I did something against her then she would kill my mama.

"I don't want to talk about anything," I said and turned to step inside my home, but he caught my wrist, pulling me close to him.

"You are doing wrong with yourself, Sharanya," he said angrily.

Taking a deep breath, I looked into his beautiful eyes. "I know what I am doing and I don't need your opinion. Neil sir, if you are having a problem, then you can just go and tell your mother." I said, jerking his hand. I went inside my house, locking the door behind.

Flashback ends.

I started wearing my bangles and just then, Maa entered.

"You are looking so beautiful, Sharanya." I smiled at her comment, which didn't reach my eyes.

She put kala teeka behind my ear. I stood up and hugged her and a few more tears left my eyes.

I love you so much, maa. I won't let anything happen to you.

"Is Sharanya ready?" It was Lekha Mam.

I nodded.

"Ok, let's go down, everything is ready." She said, and maa helped me to cover my head with a veil.

On my way to destruction. I chuckled sadly in my mind and went down with Maa.

The pavilion was ready, and the priest was sitting there doing some arrangements.

"Neil, my child, finally you are here." I heard Lekha Mam's voice.

I saw him through the veil. He was wearing a white sherwani.

"It's the time," the priest said, and mama took me to the pavilion.

I and Neil, sir, stood opposite each other, and the priest told us to exchange garlands.

We sat down and the priest did some puja and Maa did the kanya daan, and then the priest told us it was time to take 7 rounds of holy fire.

He stood up, and I was about to, but my leg was tucked into my outfit. He helped me to stand up, and we took the seven rounds of holy fire, and then sat down.

"Now fill her hairline with vermillion," the priest said, and he filled mine while I closed my teary eyes.

I shivered when he made me wear the nuptial chain.

After awhile, Lekha ma'am made us sign the marriage papers.

Now I am married I was his secret wife The Billionaire's Secret Wife

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I sat in the middle of the bed; it was my wedding night, after all, oh yeah, my so-called sasu mom had decorated the room.I didn't know why she was doing this. What was her problem?

Grrr, I think I should just change and sleep before he comes.

'Such a relief,' I sighed as I got out of bed and opened my veil.

Just then, I heard the opening of the door, he was there. He stepped in, closing the door behind me with a bang, making me jump at my desk.

Ignore him Sharanya just ignored him. I walked past him and was about to step inside the washroom, but he was fast; he held my hand, jerking me close to him.

"Hello, Mrs. Ahuja," he said huskily as he pinned me to the side wall.What the hell?

"Finally you are married to me." "Married to a Billionare," he said, and I looked at him.

"I was so dumb, Sharanya, so dumb, because I thought you were a little innocent girl, but you are SELFISH and a GOLD DIGGER," he shouted, and my eyes started to get wet.

"I told you that I was ready to help you with getting admission to one of the best colleges and also about your mother's treatment, but you were so stubborn to marry me because you wanted my money more than you wanted luxury." His tone was full of hate while I shut my teary eyes tightly because of the pain in my heart as well as in my arms as he was holding me very tightly with his nails digging into my flesh.

"Girls like you just want rich boys to enjoy their lives,I know how fake you middle class girls are." He shouted and pushed me with a jerk; my hand banged against the table, causing the bangles to break, and I hissed as a few broken pieces pierced my skin.

I looked up at him; he was already looking at me with eyes full of hatred.

"Out!" he shouted, and I didn't respond.

"I SAID OUT!" he shouted; before I could reply or react, he clutched my arm, opening the door of the room; he pushed me out and locked the door on my face.

I chuckled sadly and sat down on the floor, resting my head behind the wall. I started taking out the glass pieces that had pierced my hand.

I just got a tag for Gold Digger.

I smiled sadly and closed my eyes as more tears rolled down from my eyes. It's just the start Sharanya, there was a lot more.

Part 5

Sunlight peeped inside the room, directly hitting our Billionaire Boy's face, making him groan. He sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes and yawning like a baby.

Seeing the room decorated beautifully last night, it flashed in front of his eyes. He got off of the bed and opened the door.

Looking down, he found her sleeping in an uncomfortable position, curling like a ball. His gaze travelled to her hand, which had dried blood marks, while her beautiful innocent face portrayed sadness and pain.Her cheeks had dried tears. Her lips pouted as a few strands were falling on her cheeks and forehead. The vermillion on her hairline and the nuptial chain around her neck enhanced her beauty.

His eyes softened seeing her like this, but that changed into hatred when he recalled everything. He reminded himself that she was a gold digger.

He had to wake her up as he didn't want to be late for the flight.

"Sharanya, wake up," he said, and didn't get any response.

"Wakeup," he said again.

"Let me sleep, maa." He heard her sleepy soft voice with a little bit of huskiness.

"Wake up Sharanya, it's not your mother's home." This time he shouted angrily, and she woke up with a jerk and hissed at the next moment because of her injured hand.

She stood up and looked down, waiting for him to say something.

"Go and get ready. "I don't want to get late because of you!" he shouted, making her flinch.

"Thi..this roo..m" She stuttered as if asking him to step inside the room.

He nodded and she stepped in and went straight to the washroom.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hairline was red because of the vermillion, and her nuptial chain was shining around her neck.

She smiled sadly because she knew her fate and stepped under the shower after stripping.

Sharanya's pov.

After taking a nice shower, I wore a bathrobe. Shit, I didn't have my outfit here.. ughhh now what to do? Now how would I go outside like this?

OK, calm down, Sharanya. With shivering hands, I opened the door and sighed, seeing no one was there. I found a new pair of outfits placed on the bed with bangles, makeup, and everything.

Wohoo Who did that? I thought, then quickly locked the room door as I didn't want him to step in.

I quickly put on the outfit and combed my hair. I was never a makeup fan, so I applied the vermillion and wore the bangles. Just then, I heard a loud bang on the door. I ran into my room and went to open the door.It must be that brown-eyed monster.

Yeah, as expected.

"Why did you lock the door, huh?" He asked angrily, stepping in, and I took two steps back, being scared.

"I was... changing," I explained.

"What is this, huh?" He shouted, clutching my wrist, making me hiss because of the cut.

"No one knows that you're married, then why all this?" he shouted, and opened my bangles a bit harshly. No, Sharanya, you shouldn't cry in front of him. You aren't weak.

"It is not needed. Stop behaving like a typical Indian wife because you are just a gold digger," he shouted, rubbing my hairline to wipe the vermillion.

I couldn't hold my tears back and they rolled down my cheeks.

"You don't deserve this expensive diamond nuptial chain. It's not for you. You don't have the class to wear it," he said and clutched my nuptial chain.

Yeah, right, I don't have class to wear those.

"I'll take it off, but you don't need to break it,"

I said softly, holding his hand.

He jerked my hand, making me stumble. I balanced myself and opened my nuptial chain. I placed it in his hand and looked at him with my teary eyes.

"You're right, sir, all these things don't belong to me, I... don't have standards," I said as I exited the room.

I descended the stairs and found Maa and Lekha ma'am were sitting there.

"Sharanya, why don't you wear your bangles?"

I put everything in your room and where is your nuptial chain?" Lekha Mam questioned.

"Good morning, Mom." It was a brown-eyed monster. She also wished him back and then turned towards me.

"Actually, Lekha ma'am, it's a secret marriage and I don't think it's needed, so I didn't wear the bangles. And about the chain, I gave that back to Neil, sir," I answered, lekha ma'am, looking at that brown-eyed monster.

" OK, leave all this, let's have breakfast," Ma'am said.

We had our breakfast silently, and then it was time for us to leave for Mumbai.

Lekha ma'am told me just to pack my essential things, not the clothes, as she had already arranged a wardrobe for me. But I still packed a few of my outfits.

Maa was also going with us as her treatment would start in Mumbai only. It would be my first flight. I was so scared.

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Why God, my seat was just beside the brown-eyed monster and I was between my maa and SIR.

I started praying to Ayyiappa because I was so scared as the flight was about to take off, while Mama was so chilled as if it wasn't her first time.. I chucked my thoughts and glanced at that brown-eyed monster who was reading a book. When I felt it start, I clutched his hand tightly, shutting my eyes.

"It's fine, my child, I am here with you." I heard Maa's voice and calmed down a bit.

I opened my eyes and saw I was still clutching his hand. I left his hand and my eyes went wide because there were marks of my nails on his white flesh. I looked at him, nervous and scared. Please don't let this monster shout at me in front of so many people. It would be highly embarrassing.

I sighed when he didn't say anything and continued reading his book.