Christian's POV-

The moment Mr Sharma opened the door, there stood a girl, all covered in mud.

" Smriti, what have you done to yourself?" Mrs Sharma asked horrified, as soon as we all saw her.

She was all covered in mud.

" Mumma, aaj ek suspicious admi ko chase karte-karte, mai mitti mein gir gayi. Haath se nikal gaya wo kami...." She said.

" Smriti! Language!!" Mrs Sharma scolded her.

We could't understand a word and Grandma looked horrified.

I looked on amused though I couldn't understand a word.

"Please! I'm not marrying a crazy girl." I thought.

" Why the hell are you still standing here? Go, freshen up and come downstairs." Mrs Sharma shouted at her.

" Mom, I need to go back to the office within half an hour. Just serve lunch." She said.

" Call your boss and inform him that you are on half day today." Mrs Sharma said.

" Of course mom, the boss sitting there is my uncle right, that he'll give me half day? As it is, we have meeting with the Chief Minister." She said.

" Who chief minister?" Mrs Sharma asked.

" Mr Rajvendra Walia mom." She said.

I then got a call and had to excuse myself.

After the next 15 minutes when I came back to the hall, she was gone.

" Let's go to the dining area. I'll be serving lunch." Mrs Sharma said.

" Sure." Mother said.

 That girl, Smriti came down for lunch wearing a formal attire.

Smriti's Attire-

" We then had lunch. I must admit that the Indian food is tasty.

" The food is excellent Mrs Sharma." I said.

" Thank you son." She said, I nodded.

" So brother, how is Smriti?" Mia, who was sitting next to me, whispered.

" So Smriti beta, where do you work?" Grandma asked.

" I work in RAW aunty." She said.

" What the hell is RAW?" Mia asked me.

" How am I supposed to know?" I told her.

Mia was about to ask her but there was someone on the door.

" You all eat, I'll see." Smriti told and left.

" Mom, Rajat is here to pick me up. I am leaving." She shouted.

" Smriti, you are not going anywhere. Are these manners, we have guests over and you are behaving this way." Mrs Sharma shouted back. I smirked. Serves the girl right.

" Mumma, you know that it is important for me to go." She said back.

" Fine! Do whatever you want." Mrs Sharma said and we heard the door close.

" Mrs Grey, it's absolutely fine if you want to reject her. The way she is, I really doubt that she will get into an arranged marriage, maybe someone better than her for Christian." Mrs Sharma said and sighed.

The one thing I'm sure after interacting with this family is that they are not gold diggers. I mean, they are very well off and down to earth people. If in case, I have to marry that girl, it will not be that bad.

" No Mrs Sharma, we chose the wrong day, it's Tuesday and everyone has work." Dad said.

" Yes aunty. Moreover, I'm getting positive vibes from Smriti though we have not exchanged a word." Mia said.

" Will it be fine if you come for dinner tomorrow? It's a public holiday here and Smriti will not act like a cave-woman tomorrow." Mrs Sharma asked.

We chuckled.

" Why don't you all come to the hotel tomorrow for dinner?" Dad asked.

" Sure. No problem." Mr Sharma said.

" And yes Mrs Sharma, don't think that this relation is cancelled. I am very much looking forward to know Smriti." Grandma said.

We all then left and started for the hotel.

" She is a bubbly girl." Dad said.

" Dad, she is so spontaneous, I really doubt that she will be able to handle the title of Mrs Christian Grey." I said. Anything to avoid marriage right now.

" No brother, on the other hand, I think that she may be able to keep your ego in check. I know that she will not tolerate your nuisances." Mia said and rolled her eyes.

" Let's talk to her tomorrow and let Christian talk to her tomorrow, then we will take a decision." Grandma said.

Mom and Dad agreed.

The day passed with Mia dragging us to some places. After that, I headed the AGM of Grey Enterprises via Video Conferencing and then called it a night.

The next day, grandma wanted to visit some temples and dragged me there too. 

India is a beautiful country, just the traffic is so much!

" Now let's go back. The Sharma family must be coming soon." Mia said.

We reached back by 7:20. Mia forced me to wear casual clothes. She tests my patience too oftenly.

Smriti's POV-

Mom had called me to inform to come home for lunch as we had guests over. I gathered my courage and knocked Sanjay sir's cabin. He is still angry at the 5 of us because of the whole Haryana incident.

" Sir, actually there is some urgent work in home. Can i go there for lunch?" I asked him timidly.

He shot me a deadly glare.

" Okay sir, I'll tell mom that I'll not be able to make it." I said with worry.

" It's okay. You can go. Just first chase Oman. He is a sleeper cell. Currently hiding in Karol Bagh.

" Sure sir." I said and left.

I started for Karol Bagh. I chased that bastard but couldn't get hold of him. I, moreover fell in a pool of mud. FUCK!!! I Just got the bag he dropped.

I informed Sanjay sir about the same. He was not dissapointed and told me to keep the bag safely and get it to the headquarters ASAP.

The moment I reached home, I got a scolding dose from mumma in front of guests. Just see my luck!!

I was a handsome man sitting in my house. Who are they?? I can only make out that there was just 1 Indian amongst them all. She was an old lady.

I then got changed and was having lunch with everyone when Rajat came. Sanjay sir had asked us to find Oman anyhow and shoot him at sight.

I informed mumma and went.

This was probably the biggest mistake that I had committed today because when I reached home in the evening, I got a huge round of scolding. Even Papa could not save me.

" Smriti, today what you have done is done, but tomorrow, I want you on your best behaviour. We are going out for dinner with them." Mumma ordered.

" Mumma, you are behaving as if they have come for my inspection." I said frustatedly.

" Smriti, Christian is your potential future husband, so I repeat again, BEHAVE PROPERLY." Mumma said.

Wait, WHAT THE HELL??

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