Earlier

Preeta was ready, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled caressing her lengha. She loved the colour white and this particular outfit made her feel like a princess - she felt on top of the world. Thinking of the man that had made her feel so special she just wanted to hug him. She had to praise Rajveer, his choice was unmatchable especially when he chose something for her. No one knew her and her choices like he did.

"Wah Di..." Shrishti walked into the frame of the mirror as she crept up on Preeta "Kya lag rahi ho! Aaj toh koi saach mein pagal hojayega"

Preeta blushed and then rolled her eyes as she turned to face Shrishti

"Tum bhi nah Shrishti..."

"Preeta... Shrishti, tayar ho dono? Akaash aur uska parivaar agaye hai" Sarla said as she walked into the room. Her gaze went to Preeta and she froze lost for words...

"Maa?" Preeta asked uncertainly

"Preeta..." Sarla moved closer and cupped her daughters face, a few happy tears escaped her eyes seeing how stunning her daughter was looking. She remembered the taunt Kareena had thrown her way about how she could never afford expensive and stylish clothes for her daughters and she felt grateful towards Rajveer for sending such a stunning gift for Preeta.

"Maa aap... Kuch huwa hai kya? Aap roh rahi hai?" a worried Preeta fired

Sarla wiped her eyes and smiled "Nahi... Bohot achi lagrahi hai... Kisi ki naazar na lagjaye" Preeta smiled but before she could ask any more questions Sarla continued. "Cholo aab tum dono, neeche saab agaye hai" and with that she started for the door with Shrishti and Preeta following behind.

As the families greeted one another, Janki Shergill cupped Shrishti's cheek and praised her and expressed how happy she was that finally Shrishti was going to become Akaash's wife. She took Shrishti's hand and made her stand next to Akaash and wrapped Shrishti's arm around Akaash's. She instructed both that for today they were to remain with one another and Akaash was not to let go of Shrishti even for a moment.

"Mom aab toh mein iss tote ko kabhi nahi chorunga" Akaash teased

"What do you mean tota?" Shrishti retaliated

"Tota yahni ke tota jo chup rehne ka naam hi nahi leta" he grinned

"Mom!" Shrishti moaned looked at Janki who grabbed her sons ear and gave it a sharp twist,

"Meri bahu ko tang karna band karo warna..."

"Mom saab dekh rahe hai... Aaahh"

"Dekh rahe hai toh dekhne do... in businessmen ko bhi pata chalna chahiye ke ghar mein boss kon hai" Janki teased while Shrishti stuck her tongue out at Akaash. Sarla finally stepped in and saved her to be Son-in-Law.

Janki then turned her attention towards Preeta who was watching the drama.

"Are Preeta..." she gestured for Preeta to come closer so that she could get a better look at her. "Bhot pyaari lagrahi hai, Rajveer ne tunhe sahi naam diya hai – Pari... Aaj to bilkul Pari hi lagrahi hai!"

Preeta blushed as Janki patted her cheek lovingly.

"Thank you Janki Maa, lekin yeh saab Veer ki maharbani hai, ussi ki pasand hai" Preeta smiled at Rajveer who was stood next to his mother.

"Rajveer ki?" Janki questioned

"Ha... Ussne hi toh yeh dress bheji thi... tho..." She looked at Rajveer who looked at her as though he had no idea what she was talking about. Feeling like she was going crazy she looked to Shrishti for help

"Ha Bro... Aap hi ne tho Di ke liye yeh dress bheji thi" Shrishti injected

"Nahi Shrishti meine yeh dress Pari ke liye nahi behji hai" Rajveer replied

Shrishti was about to protest when Janki clarified looking at Preeta

"Rajveer sahi kahe raha hai... Yeh dress ussne nahi bheji hai... Issne ne toh tere liye ek royal blue dress select ki thi jo ki usski outfit se match karti hai. Meine khud usski help kit hi lene mein"

Preeta didn't know what to say, she felt sad... sad that she wasn't wearing the outfit Rajveer had sent even though she had told him that she would and sad because she had fallen in love with this outfit.

"Koi baat nahi hai Pari..." Seeing Preeta looking so disheartened and understanding where his Pari's heart was, Rajveer smiled and moved closer to her and took her into a hug "Hota hai kabhi kabhi, shayad showroom wallo ne galat dress behej di." Preeta looked at him wanting to apologise but he didn't give her the chance.

"Waise yeh dress zyada achi hai aur tumhe yehi paheni chahiye thi" he reassured her. The rest smiled as Janki too continued to praise her.

Back to the Present

"Yeh tum ne kiya?"

"Ha"

"Kyun? Kaise? How dare you!"

"Are... are babydoll kitne sawal karogi? Tum shayad bhool rahi ho ke I am 'The Karan Luthra' yeh mere bayeh haath ka khel hai. He smirked

"Apni bakwaas bandh karo aur sedhe sedhe mere sawalo ka jawab do!"

"Yaar babydoll tum janti ho ke mein order nahi leta... Phele please bolo"

"Please aur woh bhi tum se? meri jhuthi bhi nah bole!" she elbowed him in the stomach causing him to step back and turned to face him. "Aab jaldi bako warna..."

"Warna? Warna kya?" Karan took a step closer to her

"Warna..." she started getting lost in his eyes and lost her train of thought

"Warna?"

Snapping out of her thoughts as Karan once again invaded her personal space Preeta pushed him back and snapped "Warna mein jar ahi hoon! Mere paas itna faltu time nahi hai ke mein tumhari bakwaas baate sunu. With that she started to move towards the door.

"Are babydoll suno toh..." he quickly moved around her and blocked the exit to stop her from leaving the room. "Mein tumse baat kar raha hoon aur tum..."

"Nahi suni hai mujhe tumhai baate ek bar mein samaj nahi ata"

"What do you mean nahi suni meri baat! Suni paregi!" he said grabbing her shoulders and pulling her closer to himself.

"Yeh tum baar baar mujhe touch kyn kar rahe ho! Don't touch me!" she said as she once again pushed him back. She expected Karan to get angry but he just smirked.

"kyun? Tumhe kuch kuch hota hai mere paas aane se yah tumhe choone se?"

"What nonsense! Mujhe kuch feel ho aur who bhi tumhare choone se yah paas aane se? as if... mujhe koi farak nahi parta" she replied moving backwards as he slowly moved towards her. 

Not realising she had got too close to the edge of the bed Preeta lost her balance as the back of her leg collided with the bed. As she tired to stop herself from falling she reached forwards and grabbed Karan's arm. However, this only caused an unprepared Karan to fall with her.

Karan looked at Preeta who now lay beneath him to make sure she was okay only to find her lost in him. He smiled to see her so lost and slowly whispered

"Farak toh parta hai babydoll" he lifted his hand to her face and gently tucked her hair behind her ear so that he had an uninterrupted view of her beautiful face. Preeta blushed but then quickly came back to her senses.

"Hatto..." she tried to unsuccessfully move him. "Hatto..."

"Nahi hatta" he replied "Woh kya hai na yahan se view bohot aacha hai, aur mein bohot comfortable hoon" he smirked seeing her confused face.

"What do you mean comfortable? Haato mere upar se!"

"Aacha theek hai haata hoon lekin pahele ek kiss dedo" he teased

His flirty behaviour reminded Preeta of how things used to be and she smiled to see her barjarbattu grin down at her. she was lost in the memories of their past, but with the happy memories came the bitter ones and a lone tear escaped her eyes. Realising their position Preeta suddenly felt very awkward and looked at him with hurt and began to struggle. Noticing the pain and unease in her eyes Karan slowly stood and forwarded his hand to help her up. She looked at his outstretched hand for a few minutes before finally placing her had into him and stood.

"Tum theek ho?" he asked softly

"Muj... mujhe jaana hai" she said not meeting his eyes and slowly started to make her way towards the door. But before she reached the door he stopped her again.

"Suno.." she stopped but didn't turn to face him "Woh... tumse kuch kehna tha..." she didn't reply but when she didn't move he continued "Tum... Tum uss Rajveer se dur raho!"

Hearing his words she spun around to face him.

"Excuse me?"

"Meine kaha ke tum uss Rajveer se dur raho!" to Preeta it seemed like an order and she thought back to Shrishti's words. Who the hell did this man think he was to tell her what to do? Her mind screamed and with that her anger returned.

"Tum hote kaun ho mujhe yeh kehne wale?"

Karan had noticed the change in her stance as soon as she turned around and was ready with a reply,

"Pati hoon tumhara Mrs Preeta Karan Luthra... toh meri baat suno!"

Preeta glared at him and took a step closer. How dare he keep reminding her that he was her husband when he himself had got engaged to that stupid Mahira! why didn't he remember that he was her husban then?! As she stepped into his personal she threw him a challenging look before replying

"Preeta Rajveer Shergill – Has a nice ring to it... doesn't it?" She smirked "Shrishti ne hamisha chaaha tha ke hum doono behne ek hi ghar mein shadhi kare, aur aaj meri jalli ki saagi hai Akaash se... Kal shadhi bhi hojiyegi phir..."

"Tum..."

"Mujhe order dena bandh karo Mr Luthra! Mein jisske paas jana chati hoon usske paas jaungi! You can do what you like but I will become Mrs Preeta Rajveer Shergill! Mein na sirf Veer ke paas jaugi balki Veer se shadhi bhi karongi aur mein bhi dekhti hoon ke tum kya karte ho!" Preeta continued without giving Karan a chance to speak. "Tumhe apni biwi ko order dene ka bohot shok hai nah toh tum jao aur aapni uss Mahira ko order do mujhe nai! Got it!"

Ending the conversation there Preeta decided to return back to the main hall where she knew Shrishti must be looking for her. However Karan grabbed her arm and pulled causing her to face him once again. He twisted her arm behind her back effectively causing her to crash into his chest.

"Yeh tum k..."

But before she could complete her sentence he captured her lips into a desperate yet punishing kiss.