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CHAPTER -2

SIYA VIKRAM SINGH RATHORE

"Now I pronounce you as husband and wife."

The priest said and I looked at my husband smiling.

I'm officially Mrs.Siya Vikram Singh Rathore now.

But my smile dimmed at the look on my husband's face, because his face was void of any emotions. He was just looking to the front with a blank face.

What happened to him?

We then went to took blessings from the elders. I was reluctant to go towards

Mr & Mrs. Kapoor , but they really acted accordingly. Then I went towards my Bhai, the only person who cared for me from the start, my friend, my parent, my protector. We bend to touch his feet but he stopped us and hugged us.

" Always be happy, my gudiya " he said and Kissed my forehead.

Then it was time for the friends. They hugged, cried and then teased us a lot. Vikram's friends were also there. Only Salah bhai was the silent one. But I could feel that he was quietly enjoying the banter of a cute hijabi girl. I felt sorry for him, because Sabah was already engaged to her cousin.

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AUTHOR'S POV:

The most awaited wedding of the year was completed. The marriage between the soon to be King of Rajasthan, Vikram Singh Rathore and the heiress of Kapoor Family Siya Kapoor. It was a happy occasion for the Rathore Family as they got a daughter and also the soon to be Queen of Rajasthan, but the story was a little different on Kapoor's.

It was the time for bidaai and the bride went to her family after completing the rituals. Siya went towards her brother, Siddharth Kapoor, the eldest Son of Kapoor and the CEO of Kapoor industries. Siya was not just his sister but she was like his daughter. The siblings hugged and cried on each other's arm and the sight made the audiance sad. But there was some people who didn't mind whatever happened there. They were Rakesh and Savitri Kapoor. The world thought they are sad about sending their daughter away, but nobody noticed their happy faces behind the sad facade.

" I'll miss you Bhai " Siya said while hugging her brother who was more like a father to her, her only parent.

" Don't cry my little gudiya, you can tell me if anything happens, bhai is just a phonecall away. Stop crying. I'll miss you and I love you " Siddharth Kapoor said while Kissing her forehead. He was a handsome man in his late twenties, he was known for being the Arrogant and Cunning buisnessmen, but he had only one soft spot, that was his Little sister.

" She is not just my sister, she is like my own daughter , Take care of her Vikram " Siddharth said.

" I'll, You don't have to worry, she is a Rathore now " Said Vikram Singh Rathore, his voice firm like he was making a promise to himself.

If Siddharth Kapoor was known for his arrogance, Vikram was famous in the name of Devil. He was ruthless and unforgiving to his enemies.

Siya was happy to finally escape from her personal hell called Kapoor Mansion, but she was unaware of the fact that the Devil himself is going to be with her from now onwards.

The couple then went towards their bestfriends. Kainat, Aadhya and Sabah hugged Siya ,shedding the happy tears, while the men just nodded at eachother. Vihaan being the dramatic one hugged Vikram's soul out of his body.

After their hugg Kainat went towards Vikram and said "Vikram Bhai, Siya is not just our bestfriend, she is our sister. I know she is a bit sensitive but please always be with her and support her."

Vikram's eyes softened at the girl who was demanding her friends happiness from him and he didn't know why he couldn't ignore her request so he patted her head and said

"I'll take care of her, you don't have to worry Kia"

This made Kainat smile and her smile brought happiness to the other man standing beside her.

After bidding bye to her loved ones Siya was about to enter the car when Gayatri Agnihotri and her daughter Nisha Agnihotri made their way towards her.

Gayatri hugged Siya and said

" You think that you escaped us, then you are very wrong darling because nobody will love you and accept you if they knows about your dirty secrets." She smirked and broke the hugg. Then Nisha hugged her and said

" Vikram is so hot and handsome, what did he even saw in you. I'm sure he was forced by his parents. Look at him and look at you, nobody is going to like a ugly fat bitch like you. Now good bye sister, hope you will suffer in the Rathore Mansion " and then she broke the hugg and left from there. Siya wanted to cry but she controlled herself and looked up at the sky. There was many stars present, she spotted the brightness Star and looked at it and said

"why did you left me here Mumma?"

This is her life, She was a Kapoor only for the outside world but inside the Mansion she was just Siya, a nobody.

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SIYA VIKRAM SINGH RATHORE :

I entered the car and closed the door. Vikram was already sat inside the car, he started the car and I waved my hands at my bhai and bestfriends. The thought of never seeing him after waking up and not being able to be with him made my throat dry. He is my everything.

My mind went to the conversation of the evil mother and daughter duo. But I'll not let them consume me because this was the starting of my new life, and I don't want to start it with bad memories. The Rathore family already left before us to prepare for my Grahpravesh.

I looked at the man sitting beside me , who was my husband, but he didn't even said a word to me after the wedding. I think may be he is tired. We reached the Rathore Haweli within 25 minutes. The palace was decorated with lights and it was looking like a new bride. Vikram opened the door and went towards the entrance. I looked at his retreating figure and sighed. I was about to open the door when it suddenly open and a hand comed to my view. I looked up and noticed that it was my brother in law Aadhish. He helped me to get down from the car. I straightened my lehenga and said " Thankyou Aadhish "

" Call me Aadhi bhabhi ma, and no need for thankyou, its my responsibility " he said and I smiled, atleast someone have manners here. We started to walk and I felt like someone was holding my dress, so l turned backwards and saw that my other brother in law Aaryan was holding the end of my dupatta.

" Rathores at your service, bhabhi ma " he said and mock saluted, I chuckled at them and continued to walk.

The Grahpravesh was very emotional for me. And then we completed some more rituals and games. In all the games Aaryan and Aadhi supported me. After completing the rituals Vikram went from the hall.

" Now you can also go to your room beta, Aadi and Aaryan will take you there."

Pavitra aunty said.

" Okay Aunty " I said.

"Who is your aunty here? " She asked in a stern voice and I immediately looked down.

Did she also didn't like me?

But she slowly lifted my head and made me look at her and said

"you are not my daughter in law, you are my daughter now, so call me mom, maa, mummy whatever you want , but not aunty, okay?"

I nodded my head and asked her

"can I hug you Maa?"

She hugged me and I cried in her embrace. I was grateful to have a family like this.

"Go and take rest, tomorrow is your pehla rasoi and in the evening is the mukh dikhayi, so go and rest " she said and kissed my forehead.

After that Aadhi and Aaryan took me to his room. I entered the room, my heart thudding fast. The room was spacious and full black themed. The room screamed his personality. I checked the room and nobody was inside.

I decided to wait for him. I sat on the bed and arranged my lehanga.

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I looked at the bedside table for time. It's been more than two hours I have been waiting for him. But my husband didn't came to the room.

Why was he not coming?

Is this how my married life going to be?

All the negative words from earlier start to repeat in my head like a broken tape recorder. And finally the tears left my eyes. And after crying, i didn't know when the sleep took over me

To be continued...

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