Smriti's POV-

The haldi ceremony was on a full fledged mode. After my family and not so innocent friends had painted me yellow, I was given a bath kinda thingy with milk and was all see through from top to bottom.

" Mom! My dress is all see through. Hand me a towel or something." I yelled.

" It's okay Smriti. There are all women here. The males have been sent up." She said.

" Now you go and take proper bath." Grandma said.

" Okay Grandma." I replied.

Then I wrapped a towel to cover something, anything and then started for my room. I knew that Christian was not there. He had gone out in all this formals to god knows where so I had to room to myself. But you see, how can Smriti be so lucky?

When I entered my room, there he was, standing near the window and talking over his cell phone.

" Shit." I muttered and attempted to make a dash for the washroom but then I slipped due to the milk.

" Ahh." I cried a little.

This made Christian turn towards me.

" I'll talk to you later." He said over the phone and hung up.

" What the fuck Smriti?" He spoke and came towards me.

I asked him for his hand to take and get up, but being the Christian Grey that he is, picked me up in bridal style.

" You are all drenched." He commented.

" Ceremony." I muttered.

As he made me sit down on the bed, my towel fell off me. I was literally completely see through.

He eyed me hungrily.

" Were there any men down there?" He questioned, his temper rising.

" What? No." I said.

I was honestly trying to cover up myself with my hands because the towel was near Christian's feet and I was not willing to get closer to him anyhow in this condition.

" Listen Mrs Grey, no one should see you like this but me. Am I clear?" He asked, loud and clear bending near me.

I was bending backwards.

" Christian....." I stammered.

" Shh." He said, placing his finger on my lips.

I had made a fool out of myself because by bending so much, I was literally lying on the bed and he was completely on the top of me.

He look my hands and pinned them over my head with him left hand.

I was hell embarrassed because of my almost naked attire.

I tried to turn over but he was so close to me that I froze.

" I need to go." I whispered and tried to get out of his clutches.

" Mrs Grey, don't you dare to escape from me, I will not appreciate it." He said in his deep husky voice.

I nodded my head like a nursery school child.

He was busy tracing patterns on my neck and jaw and I was biting my lip to supress my moans when I felt his grip loosening on my hands. I immediately freed my hands and tried to get up, but he held me by my head, entangling his fingers in my hair and started sucking my neck.

I was finding it very difficult to supress my moans.

" Don't try doing what I won't let you do." He said and took my lips out of the clutches of my teeth from his fingers.

His cell phone went off. He groaned but picked it up.

" It better be a good reason." He barked.

I took this as an opportunity to escape.

It took me more than 45 minutes to take bath and get off everything.

When I came bath into my night dress, I was feeling hell comfortable. The room was empty.

I was on the staircase when I felt something was thrown on my face. I immediately closed my eyes.

I touched my face with my fingertips only to see HALDI again on my face.

Bloody Rajat and Sanskaar did it.

" Are you dumb!?" I shouted.

" No." Rajat said.

" It took me 45 minutes to take bath." I yelled at them.

Before I could start with my lecture, Mansi and Sunaina took some haldi and threw it on me.

" Uhh!" I yelled and this is how the haldi fight broke out in Mumma's living room.

I know I will be dead, but till then, why not enjoy? As it is I would have to take bath again.

After 20 minutes and 100 throws of haldi paste. All of us were yellow, including mumma's carpet.

" Where is everyone?" I asked.

" Here." Mumma said, entering the house with everyone.

" WHAT.THE.HELL?" Mumma shouted, seeing us and her beloved carpet.

" Mumma! Language." I told her.

" Let my language be as it is. You all are in trouble. Until and unless my whole house is clean, you guys are not going to have dinner." Mumma ordered.

" Not happening. I am going to eat. I am very hungry." I said.

" Smriti, I want the house clean within an hour." Mumma ordered and went to the kitchen.

Carrick and Grace were looking at us with amused expressions, Christian had a wide grin over his face and Mia was altogether a different case, she had gone insane with her laughing.

" Start the work children. She is really angry." Papa said. He was never the one to get angry on little nuisances.

We took the dirty clothes in our hands and started rubbing the floor. Meanwhile, dinner was served and everyone else was eating.

We were eyeing the food hungrily.

My eyes went to Christian who had a smirk planted on his face as he was seeing all of us. I rolled my eyes and continued the work.

" How on earth are we supposed to clean this loooong carpet?" I whined to no one in particular.

" Exactly the way you all managed to get it dirty. TOGETHER." Mumma snapped.

We took soap and clothes and started cleaning it. It was 11 pm and finally everything was clean.

" Mumma! Food." I shouted.

" First all of you will take bath." She said.

" They all don't have clothes." I replied smartly.

" Don't worry about the clothes. The boys can wear your dad's tshirts and lowers while the girls can borrow something from your closet." She said.

I showed the guest rooms to everyone when they could freshen up while I went up to my room.

" So Mrs. Grey, how was the cleaning session?" Christian asked.

" Don't get me started on that." I muttered and went to the washroom again.

Now it was hell lot more difficult to take the haldi paste off my body as up had dried up.

It took me another 45 minutes to take bath. When I came out, I saw that Christian was still working on his laptop.

" Are you a robot or something? Why don't you sleep?" I asked.

" No Smriti, I am a man. Do you want me to prove it to you?" He asked, smirkingly.

It took me a minute a understand the hidden meaning of his words and when I did, I blushed.

" Goodnight." I said and ran out.

" Come soon." He said.

" I will be sleeping in the guest room." I told him.

He groaned, I grinned.

" Mumma, food!" I shouted. Others had started eating.

I sat down and she served.

It was 12:30 when everything was done. All of them left for their houses and I went to the guest room. Mia was already asleep.

I quickly got under the covers and let sleep embrace me.

The next day, I was woken due due to some bickering.

As I opened my eyes, I saw Mia arguing with Christian over something. He was in the guest room standing next to Mia.

" Why don't you guys go and fight somewhere else? I am sleeping here." I complained.

" Smriti, you better get up. Mrs. Sharma has already came here twice to wake you up. If she sees you asleep again, she will probably kill you." Mia said.

I rolled my eyes at mumma.

" No one lets me complete my beauty sleep." I whined while getting up.

" You get ready quickly, the henna designers will be here in 2 hours." Mia said. I nodded.

" Good morning Mrs Grey." Christian took me in his arms as Mia exited the room.

" Good morning. Now let me freshen up." I said.

" You look beautiful." He said.

" Thank you." I said.

" Smriti." I heard grandma call for me.

Christian loosened his grip.

" Coming grandma." I shouted and immediately went to freshen up.

After doing mu business, I went to grandma.

" Smriti, I hope that you don't mind me selecting the design for your henna?" She asked.

" Of course not grandma. I'd love that." I said.

" Christian's grandpa loved henna on my hands a lot." She said.

" Then you will have to get your hands painted along with me." I said.

" No Smriti, widows don't put henna on their hands." She said.

" There is no rule book for that grandma. If grandpa liked it, then you should put it for him." I said.

" But." She started but I did not let her continue.

" Grandma, if you don't put henna on your hands then I wont too." I demanded.

" Smriti!" She exclaimed.

" Please grandma." I said.

She sighed.

" Fine. Now I'm sure that I have choosed the perfect girl for Christian. Just as stubborn as him." She said.

I grinned.

In sometime, all my friends were here and the artists too. They started applying on all the ladies' hands.

" What name should I write?" The artist asked me.

" Christian." I replied.

It took them around 4 hours to get done with my mehendi. On both my arms and legs.

Then I went up to my room to rest a little. I was really stiff. These stupid hair were irritating me a lot.

I was trying to get them at the back of my ears but failed to do so.

" God! This is soo frustrating." I yelled.

Christian entered the room. As usual, he was over the phone.

" Christian, come here." I ordered.

He did.

" Put my hair behind." I said.

" I'll talk to you later." He said over his phone again and hung up.

" Damnit what have you done to your arms and legs?" He asked.

" It's henna." I said.

" But how do you plan to eat?" He asked, tucking my hairlocks behind my ears.

" You will feed me." I said.

He raised his eye brow.

" What?" I questioned.

" Nothing. Let's get downstairs, your dad was calling you." He said and we went downstairs only to receive the biggest surprise of my life.

SMRITI'S HENNA-

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