WARNING: A super cringe worthy and superrrr fictional story. Don't comment shit and just enjoy it!

Sweat was dripping down the forehead of a girl who was busy wandering on the roads of Udaipur. Her rose gold bridal wear or let's just say Lakh's of worth lehenga was draped over her body in the best of ways.

Where she had been looking like a queen a couple of hours ago, now she has her hair sticking down in every direction, her attire ruined completely and face smudged with the expensive makeup which she had done by blowing out her nose for 30 minutes straight.

Her hands which were adorned with multiple of bangles were now broken, mixing with each other, wounding her from time to time, but all she cared about right now was getting away from the pathetic marriage she had been trapped in.

Forcefully?

Uh-huh.

But she wasn't one of those who would agree to every demand of her parents even if it included emotional blackmail or several bundles of notes for the preparations form Groom's side.

After all she was one of their family member herself so she knew what to do and at the right time.

Her feet were paining to no extent that her to be mother in-law or let's just say ex to-be mother in-law had sweetly asked her to wear the 5 inch heels.

She didn't want to look like a ostrich in the first place as she was already 5'5 which was a perfect height in her opinion.

And then her gaze finally landed on the place she was trying to find since long.

A phone booth.

Making her way towards it, she pleaded the shopkeeper to let her use it for free and he obliged seeing her teary face.

Oh, she knew how to act very well.

"Dhanno." She shouted excitedly as soon as the person on the other end picked up.

Everyone around her looked at her weirdly, but as always she couldn't care less.

"I knew it was a bad idea to help you." Dhanush grumbled from the other side.

"Oh, stop it Dhanno. You came up first with the idea and you know what, we succeeded. I ran away!" She shouted.

"That's amazing. You don't have to get trapped in the marriage or let's just say more of a-" Dhanush couldn't complete when she butted in.

"Show off rather than an actual wedding." She huffed, disinterested.

"That's what you get marrying the city's-" Dhanush started, but was again cut off by her.

"Yeah, the person who I haven't met for ages and is still hell bent on marrying me." She laughed.

"Oh shut it. My bestfriend is the best." Dhanush said laughing.

"That I am." She too laughed.

"So, what's the plan ahead? I need to get away from this place for some days." She questioned, being a little serious this time.

"Don't worry, your family won't be disappointed and you know why." Dhanush said concerned.

"And you know what all could happen. It would take them seconds-"

"Don't panic. You needed this and you did this. Now listen to me, I will be coming back to India after a week and then we'll plan what we need to do. For now, just find a place to stay safely." Dhanush said softly.

"You know I can't stay at any hotel or a guesthouse." She grumbled.

"Damn, this Udaipur. The people are no less than idiots." Dhanush huffed from the other side.

"Nothing new Dhanno. Now, I am going to find place to stay for week as you're coming after that. Till then, hallelujah." She said with a big smile.

"Hallelujah!" Dhanush replied with the same excitement.

Keeping down the phone on the receiver, she released a long breath. Had she planned everything up to the mark, how could she forget about the fact where is she going to stay till Dhanush doesn't come? She knew for a reason that staying in paid places like hotels, guesthouses, resorts isn't an option because of the so called Rathore family.

She turned on her heels, back to the roads of Udaipur. This time she didn't even know when she'd been walking for 30 minutes straight, now on the deserted roads of a royal city like Udaipur. There were no cars or people around her till miles, but she was happy that she wouldn't have to face her life destroyers.

Finally after a long wait, she saw a car coming in her roaring on the deserted road in full speed and she grinned in contentment.

She could finally use a lift.

Sticking out her hand, she waved it continuously directing the driver of the car to stop and she grinned victoriously when the sleek black car stopped just in front of her.

The tinted windows were a reason she couldn't see the person sitting inside, but as soon as the window of the car slided down, her jaw dropped open.

A man who looked probably around 28 or less was sitting on the driver's seat. His black hair were slicked back into perfection and the 5 o'clock shadow on his chiseled jaw was making him look not less than a prince.

His black shades were rested on his eyes and as soon as he removed those, she was awestruck seeing his stormy grey eyes.

"What?" He snapped, rudely.

"Dude, chill." She deadpanned.

"Excuse me? How dare you use that tone on me? Do you even know who I-" He started, but was cut off by her.

"See, I don't have time for your bragging. I just wanted a lift and you are the only one who showed up so, now you have to help me." She declared raising her hands in dramatic manner.

"Don't even dare to speak with me in that manner. Do you even know who I am and what all I can do to you?" That man glared at her.

"And do you know who my ex to-be husband is?" This time she glared.

"What?" He furrowed his eyes in confusion at her words.

Today already he'd had enough and the blunder that was caused an hour ago didn't make it easier for him. Had he decided to go out for a ride in the outskirts of his city Udaipur, he didn't know a runaway bride would be waiting for him to eat his brain with her pea sized one.

"Dude, you have no idea what could happen to you if my ex to-be husband's family finds you, so it's better for the both of us that we get away from here, together." She said, this time slightly panicked.

"Get in." He mumbled.

"What?" She shrieked.

"Do you want a lift or not?" He asked with raised eyebrows.

"A hundred percent." She shouted getting inside the passenger seat of his car.

It only took her seconds to make herself comfortable in the sleek, luxurious car. All the time, the man kept looking at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"Dude, stop staring. It's really creeping me out." She voiced out and the man who was busy ogling at her with his mouth dropped open in shock now closed it back immediately, regaining his composure.

"Ask." She continued flicking her fingers.

"Huh?" He asked in confusion.

"It's evident on your face that you have hundreds of questions towards me. So, why don't we start the question answer round by igniting the engine as well?" She completed gesturing towards the road.

"Actually I do." He muttered, igniting the engine and roaring the car to its life on Udaipur's roads.

"Why are you running away from your wedding?" Was his first question.

"Uhhh- I am not." She said nervously.

"Yeah sure. I wonder who walks on a deserted roads dressed in a heavy bridal wear except the one who is running away." He replied sarcastically and Leya gulped.

Why is his voice so sexy in the first place? She thought.

"Name?" He questioned glancing at her direction and she felt her heart flutter at his intense gaze.

"Liya." She replied.

"Liya?" He repeated.

"Liya Sharma." She completed for him who nodded his head.

"Why are you running away? Is the guy too bad?" He questioned without any hesitation.

"He's the worst." She replied and the man nodded his head immediately.

"What do you for a living?" He questioned and her eyes turned wide open as response.

"Excuse me?" She glared at him who was still busy driving.

"Don't take it the wrong way Miss Liya. I am a person who has always been too interested in other person's profession so, that's why I asked you the same." He explained who nodded her head after a good minute of observing the weird man beside her.

The truth was the man wanted to know that how come Liya is so comfortable with a car like this. In mere seconds she had changed everything according to her liking inside the car where it took him months to understand the car's functions when he had bought this in the first place. And by her looks and dressing sense, she didn't look like a normal woman. There was definitely something special about her.

"I am the HR manager in my company." She replied who nodded his head impressed, but there was still this confusion about the girl sitting beside him.

"Which company-" He started only to be cut off by her.

"What's your name?" She questioned back.

"Rudra." He replied in a deep voice which certainly made shivers run down her spine.

What is happening to me? She thought.

"So, are you going to tell me where do I have to drop you?" He asked after moments of silence.

"Uhh- yeah. My house is on the opposite road of VR Mall." She replied who nodded his head with uncertainty.

VR Mall was on the total opposite direction where most people in the city of Udaipur live. And the houses there? Not just houses, but farmhouses, bungalows or mansions.

Around twenty minutes later, Rudra's car stopped in the beginning of the road which was covered with massive houses.

Her face and hands were sweating while Rudra had a casual expression on his face.

After all he basically crosses this very point and place almost daily.

"So, which one is yours?" He questioned breaking the silence.

"Uhh- that one." She pointed to any random direction and Rudra looked at her for a good minute while she was busy fiddling with her fingers.

"Let's drop you then neighbour who I haven't seen once in years." He said making her eyes go wide.

Shit! Why couldn't I just choose another one? She thought, angry at herself.

"You live here?" He questioned with a weird expression, looking at the half constructed farmhouse in front of their eyes.

"Damn! I thought this would be completed by now. But look, the construction is still pending." She said innocently, battling her eyelashes.

"What?" Rudra asked with a confused expression.

"I am getting this farmhouse built and I thought it would be completed by now and I could live here. But look, it's still not. I wonder how lazy these workers are." She huffed dramatically and Rudra rolled his eyes.

"Doesn't your company pays you too much that you're even getting a farmhouse built in a place like this?" He asked with raised eyebrows making her gulp.

"Uhh- yeah I guess." She stuttered.

"In my knowledge this land was purchased by a man named as Alok Gupta." He voiced out making her eyes go wide again.

"Alok Gupta." She nervously chuckled and Rudra nodded his head with a serious as ever expression.

"T-that's m-my U-Uncle. Y-yeah, Uncle." She ended with a nervous smile.

"Uncle? Gupta and Sharma? What a combination." He said with a wide smile and she gritted her teeth.

This man likes to play hard.

"Maternal Uncle. He's my mother's cousin brother." She said, letting out a small chuckle who looked at her suspiciously.

"Wow. I wish my Uncle would gift me a land like this once in my lifetime." He mumbled with an impressive look.

"I don't." She muttered to herself.

"What did you say?" He asked who immediately shook her head.

"Nothing." She replied nervously.

"So?" He voiced out.

"So?" She replied.

"What?" He said.

"What?" She repeated.

"What's ahead of this?" He questioned tired of the beauty sitting beside her.

"Now you take me to your house so that I can stay there for a week." This time she grinned.

"I- what?" He looked at her horrified.

"You heard everything right. I want you to take me to your house." She said or more like ordered.

"That is not happening. We don't even know each other and-" He started only to be cut off by her.

"Of course we do. You know I am Liya Sharma and I know you're Rudra. So the case is solved." She clapped her hands at the end.

"No it's not." This time he glared at her with a stern expression which didn't bother her even the slightest.

"I won't let any stranger live with me alone in my house." He declared.

"Why?" She drawled out.

"What why? I am not comfortable in having a stranger in my house." He replied in a firm voice.

"It's okay. I understand." She whispered and Rudra glanced at her.

"No problem. I'll live on the roads if that's what God has planned for me. I am sure there will be somewhere who will feel sympathy towards me. Or if not, then I don't even mind getting eaten up by a tiger." She continued, and by now her eyes were glistening with tears.

"Tiger?" He questioned with a weird face.

"From Ranthambore." She nodded with a fake pout.

And Rudra was still busy gazing at her with a weird expression.

"Okay, I am going." She mumbled and a tear had slipped past her eyes.

Clicking the door open of the sleek black car, she put down one of her foot to get down, only to be stopped by a hand coming in contact with her shoulder.

"Uhh- Miss Liya." Rudra's voice was heard making her grin.

"Yes?" She whispered, back to her crying mode.

"Y-You can stay with m-me." He mumbled and instantly a big grin appeared on her face, her eyes twinkling.

"If you are insisting then who am I to deny?" She chuckled excitedly, closing the door back.

Rudra was looking at her like a gaping fish.

This girl is definitely something. He thought.

"What are you waiting for? Let's get going!" She shouted with a big grin.

Rudra shook his head at her antics and ignited the engine again only to stop the car after almost 4 houses, now in front of a massive and modern bungalow.

Why is he so f*cking rich? She thought.

"This is your house?" She questioned just for confirmation.

"Yeah." He replied gesturing for the guard to open the main gate.

Shit! Why does he look so sexy while driving? She thought.

"Stop ogling Miss Liya." His voice broke her trance.

"I am not Mr. Rudra." She shot back.

In reality she was ogling at him shamelessly and still continued.

His jet black hair gelled back into perfection. The perfect arched eyebrows, slightly crooked nose with high cheekbones and the perfect 5 o'clock shadow on his chiseled jaw suited his wheatish complexion so well.

She had always been someone who liked men with tanned skin. Nothing racist, but she had always thought of marrying a man with the same complexion as it suits the best with her tanned one which she loves.

She herself had black hairs that reached below her waist and she was by no means a zero size woman. She is someone you will see eating the whole day without any break.

As Rudra began to exit the car, she followed his lead, stepping down from the car from her own side.

To be honest, she wasn't nervous at all. And she didn't know why. This was her first time being here that too in a stranger's house, but she didn't feel weird for once. It was like another normal place or maybe more of a homely one.

The house was beautiful would be an understatement. And she couldn't take off her eyes once from the sight in front of her as it was just according to her liking.

And that's why it was stunning in her opinion.

"Your house is beautiful." She couldn't help, but to compliment him.

"My choice is the best." Came his response and she gritted her teeth.

Why does every sexy men have to be cocky?

"Whatever." Came out of her mouth on it's own.

"I think I took the wrong decision-" He started only to be cut off by her.

"Sorry." She pouted.

"I promise I'll behave nicely." She continued with a smile at the end.

"I highly doubt that." Was his response making her pout again.

As Rudra clicked the main door open, she got inside even before Rudra stepped in.

That was the level of her excitement.

"Sorry." She mumbled when she saw Rudra's expression.

"Sure. Nothing new." He waved off dismissively.

This girl is definitely one of a kind, he'd discovered that by now.

"You live alone?" She hesitantly questioned noticing the eerie silence in his house where she was busy standing in the living room. Or let's just say too luxurious for her liking living room.

What is your income dude?" She asked lazily, slumping down on one of the couch.

"Excuse me?" He glared at her open question.

"Actually don't mind me, okay? I am just curious seeing your luxurious farmhouse." She added with a known look as if they're friends since years.

"I am a billionaire." He stated proudly and Leya choked on her own saliva.

"B-billionaire? You're a billionaire? A freaking billionaire is standing in front of me? Wait! I am sitting on the couch of a billionaire. What the f*ck!" Her voice was high as ever at the end.

"Language, young lady." Rudra warned as if it was the only thing he'd heard in her whole speech.

"See, I know it won't affect you to the least. So, why don't you add 15% of your fortune to my name?" She asked in a sickly sweet voice.

"15%?" He looked at her mockingly.

"I know it's a small percent. But you know I am not that greedy. And just think of the fact that when people will mention about you in newspapers and articles or let's just say show your news on TV, my name will be accompanying yours. What's better than this?" She laughed.

"Okay, what's the matter with you? What do you have in your mind because I cannot let you live in my house without any genuine reason. Don't you have your own house? Or any other place you can go?" Rudra asked in a firm voice.

"No, I don't." She barely whispered.

"I am sorry. I didn't know you are an orphan." Rudra said being apologetic all of a sudden.

"What the hell dude! I am not an orphan. And what's the problem if anyone is? Don't take it as a bad thing okay? I am warning you." She said pointing a threatening finger towards Rudra.

"Why do you want me to go? Let me stay here for a while. I won't even disturb you." She continued.

"I can't." Rudra said in a stern voice.

"Why?" She whined and Rudra cringed.

"Because my family is coming tomorrow and they won't appreciate an unknown girl living in my house." Rudra responded.

"Why is your family coming here?" She grumbled.

"What do you mean by why?" This time Rudra glared at her.

"You were the one who said that you live alone here. So, why isn't your family going to their house?" She explained.

"They are coming here because of the f*cking mishap that girl created unnecessarily. And now we'll have to find a way to come out of this mess." Rudra gritted out.

"Language, old man." She warned pointing an accusing finger at him and he gave her a deadly glare in return.

'Just wait what all I am going to do with you Miss Liya after the mess is solved.' Rudra thought.

"What mess by the way?" She continued with raised eyebrows.

"Nothing that concerns you." Rudra shot back.

"Whoa! Calm down dude." She said dramatically.

"Yeah, so you can stay here tonight, but I want you to get out from this house before tomorrow's sun rises. Otherwise the consequences won't be good." Rudra warned pointing a finger at her.

She subtly nodded her head with a pout.

'Let's see Rudra how you're going to make me exit this house because I am not going anywhere soon.' She thought while smirking.

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