Zain's POV

Diya is continuously messaging me to come to Reddy's residence, damn this girl. I am here for work, not to meet with my soon to be wife.

Wife? But who is my wife? Is she cute? Is she beautiful? Is she. uhm, forget it.

I think I should call her Diya.

I dialled her number but she didn't pick up my call.

I think I should call her once again.

I called her once again and this time she picked up my call, but she isn't saying anything. "Hello Diya?" I think Diya is getting mad.

"Hello, Diya you there?" I asked once again.

I heard she cleared her throat, "ummm... actually Diya is in the restroom." Whose voice is this? I think I heard this voice somewhere! But where?

"Who are you?" I asked.

"My... Myra," she mumbled.I smirked as she stammered Zain Kapoor's voice can make anyone nervous.

Wait, wait, wait.

Shitt shitt shitt, Myra means Myra Reddy What Does Myra Zain Kapoor Mean?My heart rate increased, and sweat beads began to form on my brow.I am sitting in my air-conditioned cabin, but still.

Why am I getting nervous? Control, you are Zain Kapoor.

I stammered, I fucking stammered in my first conversation with my wife.

My brain screamed.

What is she thinking about me?

"OK," she said meekly, cutting the call as I sat there palming my face.

"What happened, bro?" I asked, looking up to see Samar, my best friend and business partner.

"No... nothing," I mumbled...

"Drink this," he said, forwarding me a glass of water.

"No, tell me what happened," he asked as I gulped the water.

I told him everything and he started laughing loudly.

"Zain The Scared Kitten," he said as he laughed.

"Samar," I glared, but he laughed even louder.

I stood up and punched his back, and he winced in pain.

Just then we heard a knock on the door.. "I ordered pizza for us," he said, taking the pizza.

I nodded and we washed our hands and sat down to have pizza for our lunch.

Zain, tu sacchi me darr gaya kya?(Zain, did you really get scared?) "he said and laughed while sipping his coke.

"Samar, shut up, otherwise I'll kill you." I made a mistake by telling him everything.

"Baby darr gaya tha (zain baby got scared)," he said and laughed.

"Fuck you, Samar," I yelled.

"You should fuck your wife." I choked my pizza and started coughing badly.

"Abeyyyy what happened zain breathe, you can't die bro, you're still virgin," he said dramatically, rubbing my back.

I drank the water and turned to face him, saying, "I'll kill you, Samar."

"You can't, Jaanu. I am your first girlfriend," he said, and I pushed him.

"Eew, chee samar pagal hogaya hai kya? I think you aren't happy with your girlfriend, " he fell back on the couch, laughing loudly, seeing my poker face.

"Zain, I can't believe you're still alive without ahem ahem," he said, much to my chagrin.

Get out of my cabin, warna maine dhakke mar kar nikal dena hai(otherwise I will throw you out)" I shouted at him.. he is fully prepared to insult the shit out of me..

"Baby ko gussa aaraha hai (baby is getting angry)" He laughed, and before I could reply, I heard a knock.

"Come in," I said, and my newest pa came inside.

She started discussing some upcoming meetings and was throwing herself on me, which I didn't like. I wanted to shout at her but I controlled myself.

I could hear Samar's voice.

"And one more thing, he is already married." Her eyes widened.

She quickly told me about my schedule and left, and we laughed out loud.

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At night.

I was sitting on my bed using my phone when I heard a knock.. I looked towards the door to find Diya standing there.

"Come na, why are you standing there?" I said to her.

She approached me and jumped on my bed...damn she's a kangaroo.

"You know bro, I met with your to be wife and she is so beautiful," she said excitedly. I nodded.

"She is pretty." I nodded.

"She is cute." I nodded.

"She is so kind." I nodded.

"She is a sweetheart." I nodded.

"You know what bro, she also gifted me earrings," she said with a smile.

"Anything more babysis?" I asked, yawning.

She said, "Bro, you can't sleep. You have to talk to me." She said, "No, actually shouted."

"Diya I am very tired. Please let me sleep, "I said." She pouted.

"No bro, you can't sleep," she said as I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes.

"Wait, let me call your wife. I have got her number." I sat on the bed with a jerk, hearing her.

"No diya, you can't," I said, glaring at her.

She showed her tongue and dialled Myra's number I want to bang my head on the wall.

"Diya cut the call." I glared at her.

And she picked up the call.

"Hello bhabhi," Diya wished her very sweetly.

"Hello Diya." Her voice is really sweet.

Diya thanked her for the lunch and the earrings; they were so awesome and beautiful.

"I am glad you liked it, baby,"she replied.

"Like kya, I loved it," Diya said.

"Bhabhi woh actually na bhai said your voice is really sweet," Diya said, and my eyes widened.

Is my baby a mind reader?

"Tell him that I said thank you," she said.

"And he is very sad that he couldn't meet you today," she said.

I snatched the phone from her hand and hung up the call.

"You are so gone, Diya." She ran and I ran behind her.

to be continued.

"Mom, I am going out," Myra shouted, wearing her jacket.

"Where?" Shweta asked, coming out of the kitchen.

"I am going to do some shopping, mom," she said. "And yes, I am going alone."

"Okay, come soon," Shweta said, and kissed her forehead.

"I want to go with you," Rishabh said, descending the stairs.

"I am not taking you with me," Myra said rudely.

"Diii, I want to go with you please," Rishabh said, showing his puppy eyes.

"Fine," Myra said defeated.

When she heard him, she made a funny face.

"Ok mom, we are leaving, so bye, take care" and they left.

They went to Westfield Century City, one of the best malls in Los Angeles.

Myra's POV.

"Diii, I am going to the men's section," Rishabh said, while I was busy checking some tops for myself.

"OK," I said, nodding.

I bought some crop tops and shirts for myself. Just then, my phone beeped with a message.

From Rishabh

Dii I am in the apple store. Please come here. I need your help in buying airpods.

I was walking towards the apple store when all of a sudden my butt kissed the floor as I bumped against the walking wall.

Walking wall? I'm getting irritated.

"Hey, I am so sorry." I heard a voice and looked up.

"YOU!" we both shouted in unison, grabbing some attention from other people.

"You asshole, just because of you, my branded tops fell down," I shouted and started picking up my shopping bags.

He picked up my other two shopping bags and handed them to me, which I took rudely.

"Hey, I am." "You, Mr., what are you doing?" I cut him off."Are you following me?" I asked suspiciously.

"Are you insane or what, is this your mall or your boyfriend's mall?" he exclaimed.

"Ohh Hello, I am Engaged," I said, my gaze fixed on him.

"Even though I am also engaged, I don't have time to follow you," he said, rolling his eyes.

"You know what, you are a trouble maker. You broke the headlight of my new car," I said, stomping my foot.

"I think you are forgetting, you also broke the headlight of my car and the mistake was yours. You were doing racing in the middle of the night," he said, much to my annoyance.

"I pity your husband," he said, and my anger rose.

"How dare you to drag my husband into this matter. I hope your wife is fine with you!! "Because I feel sorry for her seeing you," I said angrily.

"You are also dragging my wife." Arghhhh I will kill him.

"You are impossible," I said angrily.

"Even you are impossible,"he said.

We looked here and there to find most of the people were looking at us.

"It's okay, baby, this fighting in your relationship will strengthen your bond," one elderly lady said.

"Umm mam, you are mistaken. We aren't in a relationship," I said to her softly.

"Aahaa, I think you are very angry with your husband. That's why you are saying this," she said.

"Mam, he is not my husband," I said, trying to make her understand.

She chuckled and put her hand on my head, then looked at me and said " may God bless you both" and she left and we were looking at her like an alien.

"I hope we will never meet again," I said to him.

And what did he do?

He didn't reply to me. He wore his sunglasses and left.

He ignored me!!

He freaking ignored me.

He ignored Myra Reddy.

"Urghhh, I hate you," I said angrily and went to the apple store where my baby brother was waiting.

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4 days later,

Myra's pov

"Doll today, the Kapoors are throwing a party here because they finally got the deal," mom said as she entered the room.

"So what will I do?" I asked in a duh tone while applying nail paint.

"They invited us," she said.

"Ooh accha toh, you can go mom, I am not stopping you." I replied, while my concentration was on my nails.

"Urghhh doll, you are coming with us." I so knew it.

I looked at her and asked "and why do you think so?"

"Because I am your mother," she said, and I chuckled.

"Come on, mom, stop acting like an Indian mother," I told her.

"Myra Reddy "I'm Indian, and you are, too," I said with a tight-lipped smile.

"But I am not coming," I said.

"You have to do it, and this is your outfit," she said, and forwarded me a bag.

"Myra, please come with us...and even you will have the opportunity to meet with Zain," mom said, much to my chagrin.

I said, "I am not interested in meeting my so-called husband, mom." I said, "Well, I am a little bit interested also."

"We are going and it's final," she said and left.

Aayiappa please, I don't want any chimpu as my husband.

I fell back on the bed and started using my phone.

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Zain 's pov.

"Bro bhabhi is coming tonight for a party," Diya said excitedly, stepping inside my room.

I asked her where your manners were, Miss Kapoor, you forgot to knock on the door. I looked at her and she made a face.

My pupils dilated...

"Diya behave!" I glared at her.

"Sorry," she said innocently as she sat beside me.

"Accha bro, so I was saying that she was coming today," she said once again.

Why is she so excited?

So what will I do? "Dance karu (should I dance )" I am frustrated now.

"You can dance, bro, who is stopping you?" she said in a duh tone.

I said gritting my teeth. "Diya baby, please kindly leave my room."

"Yeah, yeah, I am going." She rolled her eyes at me and left..

I sat down on the bed and closed my eyes...she'll be here today!!So what? She can come. What is the problem with that? She is invited here.. so why am I thinking about her? Urghhhhh ..

I stood up and went to my gym room.

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in the evening

Myra's POV..

I wore a dress that my mother had given to me. Wow, I look lovely.I tied my hair in a bun and did a minimal amount of makeup... I applied winged eyeliner and blood red lipstick. I highlighted my collarbone a little bit as my dress is off-shoulder. I sprayed some perfume.

I wore my high heels and twirled. I complimented myself and clicked some pictures of "Pretty Myra."

Mom really chose the best dress for me...

I took my Gucci sling and my phone and left my room.

"Mom and dad, I'm ready," I exclaimed as I descended the stairs.

"Pretty princess," Dad complimented, and I smiled. "Even though you're looking good, dad."

"Beautiful," mom said, and I gave her a flying kiss... "thank you, pretty momma."

"Everyone looks beautiful after doing makeup," Rishabh said, and I made a face.

"You are wearing a branded tuxedo, but you are still looking like a fool," I snapped back at him.

"If you both are done, so shall we." Dad asked and I nodded.

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We stepped inside the mansion.. wow, it's impressive. They have nice mansions here...

"Finally you all are here." I heard Mihika aunty urf my sasumom's voice as she walked towards us with Jayant uncle.

"You are looking so beautiful, Myra," Mihika Aunty complimented.

"Thank you, aunty." I thanked her and she started talking with Mom and Dad.

This party is so boring. I so freaking hate business parties.

"Bhabhi," I heard a loud squeal...

Why bhabhi, why ?

I turned towards her and she hugged me. "You are looking so hot, bhabhi."

I smiled and said, "Thank you, baby, even though you are looking pretty." She smiled.

"Dii woh mein." Rishabh stopped and looked at Diya, widening his eyes, while Diya smiled at him.

"Back to earth, Rishabh," I said into his ear, pinching his arm.

He cleared his throat. "Hiii, I am Rishabh," he put his hand forward.

"Not interested," she said in a duh tone, and I laughed out loud.

"Bhabhi, come with me na," Diya dragged me along, and I cast a pitying glance at Rishabh.

"Bhabhi, try this, it's so awesome," Diya said, giving me a glass of lemon mojito.

"It's one of my favorites," I said, taking a sip of mojito. She took apple soda for herself.

"Myra, come here," mom said, and we walked over to them.

I went to my mom, where my in-laws were also standing, and also a guy was standing there whose back was facing me..

"Myra, meet my son Zain Kapoor," said Nevika Aunty.. He turned and my eyes widened..

"YOU!" we both shouted in unison, and the glass of mojito fell from my hand.

"You both already know each other," mom and Sasumom asked us together.

While I was completely shocked.

"Who is he, mom?" I asked mom.

"Your to-be husband, Zain Kapoor," mom said to me.

"And she is your future wife, Myra Zain Kapoor," Sasumom explained.

No no no, this can't happen I think I am dreaming. This is a bad dream. no no, this is a nightmare. I want to wake up from this nightmare.

"She can't be my wife" and " he can't be my husband" we both shouted in unison.

to be continued.