Varshini got ready in a beautiful red coloured lehenga and the secret of her beautiful smile was this dress, given by Aryamaan. He wanted her to look like a bride. Most importantly, they decided to spend this night outside when the marriage of VarYa would be going on.

She put the kajal and wore matching jewellery for the dress. She kept her hair in a loose bun so that the beautiful design of the back would be visible in front of everyone.

At last she looked at herself in the mirror but stopped in middle when she saw her father glaring at her mobile where a message was flashing. She turned back to meet his eyes.

"Where are you going? At Sekhawat's?"

She nodded making him angry more. 

"Sidha bol ki unke bade bete ki shadi pe nechne ja rahi hai naukar jaise" (Say that you're going to their mansion to dance like a slave)

Enough of this, she was enraged by now. How could he bring this topic again and again?

"Stop it, baba! Why are you doing this? And most importantly, why are you insulting him again and again?"

"Because of him only. Why can't you understand, he has nothing on his own? He is just a mere slave of his elder brother" Shankar said angrily trying to make her aware.

"I'm not gonna hear any insulting words about him anymore. He loves me so much and my family is behind his money and status, Why? Why does this matter? Don't forget, I'm capable of earning my own money, then why would I be dependent on him?" She argued which gave fuel to his anger.

Without any further warning, he left from there locking the door from outside not letting her meet him. She was shocked for a moment by this behaviour of him.

"You can't do this, baba! Open the door, please" She yelled in frustration but he didn't open the door.

Moreover, he took her mobile with him in the process. She sighed not getting any way to get out of this mess. She thought her father would agree and would accept him gradually but no, he was going more mad day by day about Aryamaan.

Why he was adamant? Just because Aryamaan wasn't getting the CEO position? What would be his reaction when he got to know about her father's behaviour just because he wasn't getting the throne? Her father already insulted him and now he was doing this again.

Varshini sighed sitting on the bed. Everything was messing up and she had no clue how to get out of this mess.

'I need to talk to him anyhow. He is waiting for me. I can't stay here like this. I've to do something' Determining the same she wore the veil on her head to cover herself properly.

After that, Looking outside from the window she saw everything was clear. She jumped from the balcony to the window shade and then at the ground. Without wasting any time she ran from there. Then taking a taxi from the road she went towards the wedding hall.

Whereas, Aryamaan was getting impatient. He was calling her from long but it wasn't getting picked.

Why the hell she wasn't picking up his call. Was she okay? He decided to check her once and immediately sitting in his car left towards Shishodia's house.

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The engine stopped at a distance from the wedding hall.

"How much, uncle?"

"200 rupees"

Taking out some money, Varshini was going to pay when suddenly three people forcefully barged into the car opening the door.

She was shocked as hell with the sudden scene and before she could shout or do anything they covered her mouth with chloroform and made her unconscious. They also killed the driver too in the process by injecting poison in his body.

"Boss, work is done!" They told someone in the call and left from there with her before anyone could catch them.

Just after five minutes of this scene, another car stopped in front of the wedding hall from here Tanishtha came out lifting her red lehenga.

Her head was covered with the red veil making everyone impatient to know about the bride. They couldn't wait more to see the Sekhawat's eldest daughter-in-law.

The smile on her face was constant as she looked at her surroundings. Everything was like a dream for her. She was glowing so much today. It might be because of being the bride of Devadriptya Shekhawat, her love.

Two more cars stopped a little behind hers and Rajputs entered the wedding hall one by one.

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Coming out of the car, Aryamaan ranged the bell of Shishodia's. A minute later, Shankar Shishodia opened the door.

"What are you doing here at my house again?" Shankar questioned him angrily not liking his presence a bit.

"I want to talk with Varshini" Aryamaan cut him off in the middle before he could insult him.

"She doesn't wanna meet you and not gonna talk to you. You can leave" Shankar glared at him.

"If that's the case, I need to talk to her by myself" Aryamaan was going to enter when he was stopped by her father.

"Stay in your limits. She won't meet you and stop running behind her like a dog"

If the man in front of him wasn't her father, Aryamaan would break his neck any moment but right now, he had to control himself otherwise Varshini wouldn't like it.

'Bhai ko bolke is buddhe ka kuch karna padega. Nehi to kisi din ye budhao hamare haton hi mar jayega. Agar iski beti se hamari shadi ki bat na chal rahi hoti to is buddhe ko abhi tapka deta, harami sala!' (With the help of my big brother I have to do something about this old bitch, otherwise some day I'll kill him. If I wasn't going to marry his daughter, I would have killed this bitch oldie by now)

He murmured to himself making ways to kill her father in his mind.

"Get out of my house right now"

"Abhi ke liye to hum ja rahe hai lekin wapas zarur ayenge barat lekar. Beti ko tayiyar zarur rakhiyega. Aur ha usse batayiyega zarur ki hum aye the use lene" (I'm going now but will come back with my family to marry your daughter. Make her ready as my bride and tell her that I came here to take her)

"Leave!" Shankar shouted as he chuckled and left from there sitting in his car.

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After checking everything and everyone Devadriptya left in his car.

He was on the middle road scrolling through his mobile phone when his phone buzzed. An unknown number flashed on his screen as he took the mobile near his ears.

"Hello, Mr. Shekhawat!" The caller said as Devadriptya gritted his teeth.

He cringed hearing his voice only. He didn't want to hear that before his marriage at least. He knew very well he was planning something and if he wasn't wrong then that man had done something by now.

"Cool down. I know you're angry at me after all I took away your would be wife" Viraj Chouhan mocked.

"Dare you touch her"

"I wasn't but what I can do when I got know that you were going to marry such a sexy and beautiful girl"

"What do you want?" Devadriptya asked him coldly as he thought for sometime then said.

"Why don't we come face and face and then talk"

"Agreed"

The person declined the call hearing Devadriptya's voice and messaged him the location.

"Take u-turn" He instructed his driver but suddenly something clicked in his mind.

What if it was just a trap?

To become sure, he dialled Tanishtha's number. As soon as the call was picked up she heard some girls were giggling while Tanishtha was begging them to give her mobile back. That meant she was safe.

"Hello bhaiya, you can't talk to Di right now. It's a strict order from elders" They said in unison while giggling.

Devadriptya had no mood to do all these right now as he literally barked on the call.

"Give the fucking phone to her right now"

The girls on the other hand got little scared hearing his cold and threatening tone. They didn't delay more and gave back the call to Tanishtha.

"Yes, Dev. Tell me" Tanishtha had a smile on her face realising the fact that he wanted to talk to her only.

"Did you tell about our wedding anyone else than our closest ones" He asked her as she frowned.

"No. As we decided earlier, I didn't tell anyone about this" She said truthfully as he nodded.

"Hmm, I'm coming in some time. Take care" Devadriptya said on the call getting a little relaxed.

"Love you!" She uttered with so much love and cut the call.

A constant smile was dancing on her lips. 'He cared for her so much' with this thought she again got busy with the last moment touch-ups.

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"Boss, they messed up. This girl isn't the bride of Devadriptya Shekhawat" A man literally came running towards his boss.

"What?" Vanraj chouhan widened his eyes.

"Yes, Boss. She is someone else. They brought the wrong girl" The man cleared the confusion.

"How the fuck it could be possible?" His boss, Vanraj yelled in anger.

"Maybe they attacked the wrong car because both the girls were wearing red lehenga with veils and coming on cars at the same time" The man said fearfully knowing very well what was coming in their ways.

"Then why weren't those useless dick heads noting the car numbers?" Vanraj grabbed his neck and started choking.

The man started begging him for mercy and tried to free himself from the grip. After a long trial he got free from his grip and collapsed on the floor.

"Ahhh!" Vanraj slammed his fist on the table angrily.

'Devadriptya must have known, this girl isn't his wife' He murmured to himself looking at Varshini who was unconscious at that moment.

'She ruined my plan' He clenched his jaw.

'But now I can't leave this girl too or else she would confess everything in front of the Police' He warned himself and went closer to her.

'You should pay for ruining my plan, bitch' He yelled at her unconscious figure.

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