"Scooby-doo, just drop me at the mall. Or even better come with me." Zara said coming in front of Hredhaan who was busy typing on his laptop.

"I am busy doofus. Ask someone else." He responded taking a glance at her.

"But Vedu and Karan have already went to the office because of his pressure." She frowned.

"Take him then. He must be about to leave for office." Hredhaan said.

"Are you insane? I would never do that." She scoffed.

"Richie Rich will keep glaring at me the whole day and I will atleast have to hear 2-3 lectures from him." She continued with a pout.

"You dumbo. You're going to live with him under the same roof for the rest of your life and here you're worried about spending half n hour in the same car." Hredhaan reasoned making her pout increase even more.

"B-But-" She stuttered when a voice stopped her.

"Hredhaan, come to the office after completing this presentation." It was none other than Zayan Oberoi's deep, husky voice.

Zara still hadn't met his eyes since the incident which took place a couple of weeks back.

She's his fiance for God's sake and she couldn't believe this.

"Sure bro." He agreed.

"Alright then." Saying this he passed them, towards the entrance of mansion.

"Bro!" Hredhaan's voice stopped him before going any further.

"Hmm?" Came Zayan's impatient reply.

"Bro, just drop Zara to the mall. She won't go alone and I am busy right now." He responded making Zara's eyes go wide.

"Scooby-doo." She whisper hissed at her bestfriend.

"Surely I will when Zara will say this herself." Zayan smirked and Zara felt as if the floor beneath her had slipped.

She looked at Hredhaan pleadingly who shrugged, going back to working on his laptop.

"B-Bro-" She stuttered looking at him and as soon as she noticed her expression, realization hit her hard about what she just said.

His jaw was clenched, looking at her with a glare.

"Z-Zayan, please take me to the mall?" She requested looking at him with her beautiful, doe eyes.

"Sure Z-Zara." He mimicked and without wasting and moment, he made his way outside the mansion.

"He will seriously leave you behind if you don't go right now." Hredhaan voiced out looking at a frozen Zara who was looking at Zayan's retreating figure.

And that's when Zara ran out of mansion in full speed knowing what Hredhaan said was absolutely possible.

Outside, Zayan was standing on the support of his car with his muscular arms crossed in front of his chest, his heated gaze settled on Zara.

She stood in front of him, her gaze lowered as she couldn't gain the courage to look into his charcoal black eyes directly.

"Zara." He said huskily, lifting her cheek up.

She felt as if her breathing had stuck. Their faces were not more than in a gap of two inches. She could clearly smell his expensive cologne making her heartbeat increase. It was heavenly.

He was looking so handsome in his black suit with white shirt underneath, that matched his charcoal black eyes and hair. The 5 o'clock shadow on his chiseled jaw was enhancing his arrogance even more.

"Why is the devil shy all of a sudden?" He teased, capturing her in his embrace who looked at him like a gaping fish.

"Y-You're not scolding?" She asked him hesitantly.

"Why would I scold you?" He frowned, not leaving her.

Even she was finding comfort in his arms, not that she would let him know.

"Because I am again going for shopping and you'll say I spend money unnecessarily." She completed.

"What did your fiance earn for if his wife won't spend money?" He smirked.

"W-Wife?" She stuttered.

"Yeah. My future wife which is you." He smiled placing a kiss on her forehead.

"So, ready to be Mrs. Zayan Oberoi?" He continued nuzzling his face into her neck.

She just blushed in response and Zayan got his answer right there.

"I can't wait to have you as my wife, only mine in my arms." He groaned placing butterfly kisses on her neck and she clutched onto his shirt for support as she knew her legs would turn into jelly by his pleasurable torture.

"Z-Zayan, leave me." She tried to wiggle out of his arms.

"No. This time no one can separate you from me." He was stuck on this sentence like a small child.

"You look so beautiful." He said cupping her cheeks.

Zara blushed like anything at this.

"You look good too." She whispered.

"Just good?" He feigned hurt.

"No, h-handsome too." She completed and then blushed even more seeing his expression.

Hiding her face in his chest as she could just reach his chest max with her 5'3 height compared to his 6'1 one, she could hear his chest vibrating as he was laughing like anything at her antics.

"Here." He said placing a card on her hand.

"What's this?" She frowned looking at the credit card.

"My card. I know you're going shopping for our wedding. So, I want you to purchase everything from this." He ended closing her fist with his card inside.

"But I have Dad's card." She reasoned.

"Doesn't matter. You'll only shop with this one." He declared in an authoritative manner.

"Okay." She pouted in a defeated manner.

"Come on." He said opening the door of passenger seat to his car.

She can never get enough of this.

And it was only a minute later that they were on the roads of Bangalore, both lost in the intensity of togetherness.

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"Mom, I don't have time for this." Zayan stated to his mother and Aunt who were busy wooing him to go shopping.

"It's your own wedding Zayan. Do you want to go in every function wearing your suits?" Malika said, more in a scolding manner.

"What's the problem in that?" He said like it's a normal thing.

"Shh." Both the ladies shushed him immediately.

"I am gonna kill you three if you did this again. When will you take me seriously?" Zara's groan was heard and everyone's head snapped in the same direction where the Quadro was making their way to the Oberoi's living room.

"Never dumbo." Karan said wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

It was around 9 in the night where the Quadro had just finished watching a movie. It was again not of Zara's choice, but of the remaining three.

Typical action movie.

Zayan was busy working on his laptop and the ladies welcomed the four settling beside them.

"Zara, you purchased everything right?" Anjali questioned her as it was only two weeks left for their wedding.

"Yes Mom." She grinned.

Anjali had asked Zara to call her Mom. It was bound to happen eventually, so why not now?

"But I think people are only going to see my daughter in-law on the wedding. Not my son." Anjali huffed.

"Why?" Zara frowned.

"Because your would-be husband isn't interested in purchasing his wedding clothes. He's okay in attending his wedding in the suits." Anjali replied shrugging.

"That is not happening." Zara declared making Anjali smirk.

"I have already made up my mind that we're going to wear matching outfits just like every celebrity pair. After all, we are no less than them." Zara said excitedly.

"I don't have time for this nonsense Zara." Zayan butted in.

"Doesn't matter to me. We'll shop for you online. Even better, we'll shop right now." She grinned, and made her way on the love seat where Zayan was sitting alone.

"Zara- do-" He couldn't complete his sentence when Zara had snatched away the laptop from his hand.

"You can continue your boring work later." She declared and he sighed in defeat.

She quickly entered the site she knew she would get amazing options for Zayan.

"You see this one, it will match our engagement outfits." She said pointing to a male attire.

Unknowingly, Zayan's arm was now draped over Zara's shoulder, both of them which no such gap in between.

The laptop was on Zayan's lap, making half of Zara's body placed on his. She could feel his body heat, but decided to ignore the feeling.

The ladies had decided to leave the youngsters alone and they were so proud of Zara to make Zayan do the thing which they were trying to do, now in the best of ways possible.

"Zayan, look at these heels. Aren't they pretty?" She gushed pointing over a pair of heels that they came across on the website.

"Haven't you purchased everything already?" He pointed out.

"But these are so unique." She pouted.

"Alright." He said making her grin who immediately put those in the cart.

And the rest of three, Karan, Vedant and Hredhaan looked at Zayan with their mouth dropped open, eyes popped out of their sockets.

It has never been a time when Zayan had gifted them anything. They are his brother for heaven's sake!

"Bro." Karan fake gasped and Zayan and Zara glanced over the 23 year old kid.

"You have never purchased a gift for us. Let the gift be. You have not even paid for our things once considering we three are your only brother." Hredhaan completed his brother's sentence.

"Exactly. He is a big miser." Vedant pointed out.

"Shut up you losers. Work yourselves and then earn to purchase those luxuries." Zayan gritted out, his expression now as hard as stone.

"Zara is the biggest lazy ass amongst us." Hredhaan pointed out making Zara scowl at him.

"It's her entitlement. She's my wife." Zayan declared.

"She's about to be while we are already your brothers." Vedant reasoned.

"Zara." The three turned their gaze over Zara, battling their eyelashes.

"Please?" Zara lowly said looking at Zayan expectantly.

"At the end it's the matter of the devils." Zayan sighed nodding his head slightly making the Quadro grin.

"We love you bro!" They shouted placing smoochies all over Zayan's face, well except Zara who was blushing like anything.

"Get away from me you idiots. And remember not a single more outfit than the required ones for wedding." Zayan warned them who nodded like the obedient children they are.

And that's when the train of their shopping started including Zara who was purchasing things as if she hadn't done any shopping past this week when Zayan had given her his credit card.

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The Oberoi clan and Verma family was currently in a common friend's son wedding.

The three set of parents were busy with the other old couples. The Quadro was now the trio with just Karan, Vedant and Hredhaan as Zara was ordered by the ladies to accompany Zayan as they were about to get married under a week.

"Zayan." She whined pulling his arm.

"What?" He asked bending down on her level.

"I am hungry." She replied pouting.

"You guys literally made me stop at McDonald's drive thru on our way here." He pointed out.

"So, now you're saying I eat a lot?" She gasped.

"I didn't say anything like this Zara. You always get stomach infection after having this junk." He reasoned out, clearly stating the truth.

"So, can I eat ice-cream then?" She asked expectantly.

"Only a scoop." He warned, taking her towards the ice-cream stall who grinned like a Cheshire cat.

"Aaa."

"Enough Zara." He said, wiping her face like the kid she is.

Zayan and Zara were having their normal time. Zayan busy taking care of his fiance, scolding her at the same time.

What they didn't know is that the rest of people, specially those aunties were looking at them dreamily. In their opinion, this couple was just perfect.

"But I just ate 3 scoops." She whined.

"Exactly. 3 when we had made a deal for 1." He said placing away the bowl.

"Zayan." She battled her eyelashes at him.

"Zara enough. Stop acting like a kid." He growled this time.

And this was the time Zara felt her heart drop at his statement. Was she really acting like a kid?

"I want to go home. Please take me." She said all of a sudden making him frown.

"Zara- we-" He started only to be cut off by her.

"Please." She said lowly and he nodded his head slightly.

Taking her hand in his who protested at first, but eventually gave in, they made their way out of the venue not before informing the parents.

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"Zara." He said to her who pulled the blanket even more above her head.

It wasn't after long that Zara and Zayan had reached their home and he had directly took her to his room as there was no one else in the house.

"Princess." He called, trying to remove the blanket, but her grip was unexpectedly tight.

"Go away." Came her muffled voice after long.

"That is not happening. Now get up princess." He said pulling her upwards and this time she didn't resisted.

"What happened? Why are you looking so sad?" He questioned her who bad placed her head on his chest or more like snuggled onto him.

"Y-You easily get irritated because of my behaviour. I know how different we both are then why did you agree to marry me? You should've chosen someone like you. Someone who is capable of being your wife." She cried.

"The only person that is capable of being my wife is you Zara. We might be different, but we compliment each other in the best of ways. And I was more irritated because of the way the rest three members of your gang were acting. They've literally forgotten how to act in public." He responded and she couldn't help, but to chuckle at his last line.

"So, you're interested in marrying me?" She questioned.

"More than anything." He replied making her blush.

They were both seated in a way with Zara completely on his lap, her arms wrapped around his torso, head placed on his strong chest and he had his arms wrapped around her figure.

"Zayan, there were bad people in the wedding." She said all of a sudden.

"What do you mean Zara?" He frowned.

"Some guys were giving me this weird look. It really creeped me out." She replied and he understood what it was all about and why she'd suddenly asked him to take her away from the wedding.

"Princess, just tell me whatever is bothering you the next time. Don't hide anything because I would appreciate giving all of them a lesson there itself." He said to her who nodded, agreeing.

"Zara likes this Zayan." Came her soft voice making him smile at her antics.

"Zayan only likes Zara." He said making her grin like the kid she is.

Nuzzling her face into his neck, she wrapped her around his neck and clung to him like a baby.

"Wait a minute. I have something for you." He said after moments of comfortable silence.

"Really? What is it?" She asked excitedly as she basically loves gifts.

And without wasting and second as he couldn't control his desires anymore, he placed his lips on top of hers catching her off guard. But it wasn't like she was a noob or that she didn't react.

Both their lips were moving in perfect sync, his touch creating wonders in her body.

"Z-Zayan." She whispered in between the kiss as the pleasure was too much too handle, this being their first kiss.

"Hmm?" He asked pecking her lips again as he couldn't get enough of her.

"S-Someone might come." She blushed hiding her face with her hands.

"No one is at home." He said huskily, his eyes busy roaming over her swollen lips making him proud of his act.

He removed her hands, now making her face him directly. They were lost in the intensity of each other's eyes.

"This was your gift?" She asked.

"Hmm. Did you like it?" He asked back.

"I loved it." She blushed profusely making him smile.

"Then let me make you love it all over again." He said and without any warning placed his lips over hers.

"Boo!" A voice screamed.

And Zara and Zayan jolted away from each other following by Zara hopping off his lap.

"Ewwww. You guys are so cringy." Hredhaan scrunched up his face.

"I knew you guys were doing the dirty." Karan shook his head.

"This wasn't expected from you bro as we don't really have expectations from Zara in the first place."

"Hawww." She gasped.

"Are you crazy? How many times have I told you four- wait three not to enter my room without taking my permission." Zayan gritted out in anger.

"Zara is also inside." Karan put up his point.

"She's going to live here you fuckers." Zayan hissed.

"So? We are your only brothers." Hredhaan said crossing his arms over his chest which was followed by the rest of two.

"We want our rights!" Came Karan's dramatic voice.

"I will give each one of you a tight slap." Came Zayan's low growl.

Zara chuckled seeing the trio's faces.

Their faces had lost all it's color making them pale as ever because Zayan never jokes. He basically does whatever he says specially to these three.

"Out!" He shouted and the very next moment there was no trace of any of the three in his room.

"You always scare them. Even you did the same to me days ago." She smiled.

"So what has changed?" He asked embracing her into his arms again.

"Because I am going to be your wife now. You can't scold me like always." She said mischievously.

"Oh, I can do a lot of things my Zara." He said capturing her lips in his' again.