---Shreya's POV---

At least all my doubts about them two were cleared up.

I just hated that he would spend time with her, but not with me. I was beginning to think they had something there.

I picked up the plate of his food and went to his room.

--Atif's POV---

Why here? I mean I already one person to deal with and now I'm going to have to deal with another one.

Oh and I just realized that if we don't share a room, then Radhika is going to take advantage of the opportunity a lot more than I can deal with.

Shreya knocking on my door made me snap out of my thoughts.

"It's open!" I told her annoyed.

She walked in with all the food and I had left.

"I told you that I lost my appetite," I said.

"I don't care. Either you will eat this or I will force feed you. I spent time making this," she said.

"Really? You'll feed me?" I questioned.

"Is that a challenge?" She asked.

"Take it as you want," I said.

"Well, I'm not one to back down from a challenge," she said.

I was a bit suprised by that. I thought she would get mad. I opened my mouth to say something but she beat me by feeding me.

"I win! I win! I win!" She cheered and went outside of the room since the doorbell rang.

So am I supposed to finish this?

I stepped out to put it away, but I saw Radhika was already here.

That gave me an idea. Since we had to pretend to be an actual married couple in front of others, I kept the food in my room and went downstairs.

"Did you finish eating?" Was the first thing Shreya said before I could say anything.

Cue the acting.

"I won't eat unless you feed me with your hands," I said.

She looked at me confused, but understood everything about a second later.

Thank God she understands. That's a good thing about her.

"Go eat!" She said pushing me away. "I have to show Radhika her place."

Ya, well I have to show her what her place is as well!

"What are you going to do if I don't?" I asked.

"Kill you," she said.

"I'd happily die in your hands," I said.

Her eyes widened at that and I almost burst out laughing.

"Go!" She said again.

"Uummm, if your romance is done. There's another person here," Radhika said.

"It's our house. Our romance is never done," I said.

"What?!" They both said shocked.

"What? I mean, she's my wife and I can be romantic with her when I want. If you don't like it, then you can leave," I said.

Damn, that was smart of me. I found a way to kick her out without even having to try.

"Atif please go. I'll come in a bit," Shreya said.

"Fine," I said and left.

----Shreya's POV---

What the hell got into him? Oh! Act like husband and wife in front of others.

It took forever to get him to go back.

I showed Radhika her room and went to Atif's room. I'm probably going to get yelled at to leave again.

"You finished your food!" I said happily.

"I was hungry," he said.

I took his dishes to put them in the sink.

"Your going to have to share this room with me," he said.

"It's okay. I'm sure we can manage this," I said.

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you what to do. Get your things while she's unpacking and busy and shift in here," he said.

"No, your gonna make me sleep on the floor," I said remembering what happen.

"How the hell do you even remember that?" He asked.

"Because it hurt me!" I told him.

"Oh," he said.

"Can you please just do this? I won't make you sleep on the floor and you won't have to sleep next to me either, because I know none of us want that," he said.

Okay, now I really want to know what got into him.

He got up taking the dishes from me.

"Make it fast," he said. "If anything is left in there, just keep the door locked so she won't get it."

I stood there surprised at his behavior, but went to get my stuff as I heard him coming back.