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"What?" I scream rather too loudly for my liking.

He simply shrugs his shoulders and continues picking up the wrappers.

"Wait! Do you think something will happen?" He asks in a very sarcastic tone with underlying of mockery.

Kind of his tone made me feel a bit sad to be honest. I mean, am I that undesirable? Or is he just being a dick?

Thinking it would be more of the latter, I roll my eyes and reply, "As if, in your dreams mister. Whatever, the couch is very much comfortable. To be honest, I would even sleep in the cold hard floor, rather than sleeping on the same bed with you."

An expression of hurt flashes in his eyes for a second, then soon he covers it up with his usual cold stare.

"Wow, great then! Have fun on the comfortable couch then!" He air quotes the word comfortable and just leaves the room.

Still smelling of alcohol, I try to find the bathroom, to clean myself and sleep.

I still can't believe, this house is so huge and there isn't even a guest room. Also, after we get married, which room am I supposed to sleep. Shit!

With all these thoughts, I run upstairs, thinking probably he is in his room. I mean, I really have to clear this arrangement before our marriage.

God isn't the marriage in like five days! In which world was I living all this time?

I knock the first room, it had double doors, thinking it should be the master room.

After waiting for like five minutes, I could not hear any sound from the room, thinking maybe I am in the wrong room.

I start looking around. There were some other rooms, but the place looked very dusty. As if no one went in, also, there were white sheets and wood pieces all over the floor.

At that time, the double doors open up, smell of wood mixed with coconut hits my nostrils.

I look up to see it was none other than the guy who has the power to suck the happiness of my life.

But I don't know why my heart is actually racing now. I guess, it's because he is just in a towel, fresh out of shower and his V line is visible.

It didn't even strike me, I was openly checking him out.

"Ok! What's up with you Emma, you just told me that you don't want to sleep with me, to quote you, you said you would rather sleep in hard floor. Why are you here then, what? Can't sleep?" He asks with irritation.

I don't know why, my eyes got clouded for a second. I think it's the alcohol, I am being emotional.

Taking a deep breath in, I say, "No, actually the thing is that, I wanted to ask you something. Where would I sleep, I mean, we would be living in the same house, cause we will be married. But.."
My voice quivers in the end. Even tears start falling from eyes involuntarily.

I look up to him, he looks very confused.

This makes me more sad, he didn't even think about it. Maybe he thought, I would continue living in my house even after marriage. I mean, it's fine, I don't care. We are marrying cause of a stupid wish.

Not out of love, so who cares. Actually, why did I even come up. Suddenly I turn and start walking away.

He grips my wrist, being very frustrated now. I try to squirm away from his hold.

"Easy, easy! Chill! I am not hurting you! What happened Emma, do you want to sit down?" His voice is very low and it seems like he is concerned for me.

God! I am never drinking again. I am seeing and hearing things now. Why would he ever touch or even care about someone who looks like a talking pumpkin.

I shouldn't have worn this dress, I look at my thick arms and my stomach fat protruding out.

I didn't even notice, he brought me inside the room. I looked around, as expected it was clean and neat. He is a clean freak after all.

What surprised me is the color of the room, all the walls were painted in grey color, only one side of the wall it was painted in red color, there were a photo frames. Mind you, there were maybe more than 20 frames.

"They are my family!" He says, he starts walking towards the wall and I follow him. He starts explaining, each one of them, he has his entire family tree there. From the great grand dad who allegedly is the reason for our marriage. To his baby pictures, also his mother.

Wow, she is the definition of perfection. She looks so beautiful, with long brown hair and in a summer dress. Holding cute little, James in her arms. With Mr.Carter holding them both and laughing at something, his wife said.

One thing that was clear from the picture is that, both were so in love. The red tainted cheeks of his mother and the carefree laugh of her husband, made me smile.

"That was taken on my second birthday, my father told me that my mother was such a joker. I know, she was one of a kind. It seems she used to always prank my dad. Actually, they both met each other when my mom pulled a huge prank on him. He was her secretary, she is the founder of Carter's and Co."

I am in shock is an understatement, all these months I have known James, this is the first time, he has ever talked about something so passionately.

I think even the devil is capable of emotions.

Seeing my expression he continues, "My dad was such a lover boy, he was so smitten in love that he took her maiden name. They wanted to be that revolutionary couple." His eyes glistened a little, not knowing what to do, I placed my hand over his arm.

He looked over my hand and then at me, I almost felt like my hand was glued to his arm. I wanted to take it off, but I couldn't.

"I know Emma, we are marrying out of a wish of some one. Actually we are full filling a wish of our ancestors and we are doing it for your grandma, who is still with us. I know, I can be a huge jackass at sometimes. But I value family so much. It's very important for me. My mother has always told me that since I was a kid. So please, let's atleast try to make this marriage work." He says with so much emotion.

I couldn't even frame sentences anymore, I wanted to say a lot as well. But I am literally tongue tied.

"Also, I know you are not comfortable with me yet. So that's why I am renovating a room just for you. I hope you like it!" He continues talking in his dreamy voice.

"Emma?" He says sweetly, then his face turns all red, horns starts to form on top of his head.

He screams all of a sudden, "Wake the fuck up!!"

I open my eyes and I look around, there he stands in his all glory. Clad in a fitted blue shirt and black dress pants, looking so irritated and disgusted.

"Finally, you woke up! By the way, you have to buy me new pillows, cause your drool is all over them. Ugh!" He says with disgust.

I look down and see that I am sprawled on the sofa in not a ladylike way. There is a pillow in between my legs, I am sure my hair is sticking out in different directions. And I am sure there is a drool mark on my face as well, cause my face is wet and also the pillow has some drool on it.

Fuck! This is embarrassing.

He simply rolls his eyes and walks towards the kitchen. Being very confused, of what is happening and was I dreaming  all of that. I get up, my muscles ache like crazy, but I feel refreshed surprisingly.

Also I am not having a hangover, wow! That's new.

"I have to go to the office, so are you leaving?" He screams from the kitchen.

Rolling my eyes, I chose not to reply to his stupid question. I looked for my handbag, took out my phone and I start scrolling through. Thank universe, there were no messages or calls.

I walk to the bathroom and do the needful. First look at myself in the mirror, I gasped in horror. Cause I literally looked like a zombie. After washing my face with water and taming my hair, by brushing it with fingers. I looked a bit better.

With still puffed face, I walk out, I smell pancakes and maple syrup.

My mouth waters involuntarily, but my ego was not allowing me to go to the kitchen and devour those pancakes.

I start walking towards the exit, when I was about to go, he screamed again from kitchen,

"Breakfast?"

I was in no mood to reply so instead, I closed the door with a bang as a reply.

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"No way Emily, bachelorette party, no way! What is to even celebrate, I am getting married to a devil!" I exclaim.

Emily simply rolls her eyes and sips her mojito, "See darling, this may or may not be your only wedding. But it is your first, so let's celebrate that. Dude, don't you want some juicy ass guys all over you! God thinking about it, itself is making me horny."

"Girl, didn't you just get laid like an hour ago. My god what are you a sex machine?"
I say with disgust.

"One hour or a minute ago, I don't care, girl, I thought you knew me well! What's this dude?" She asks acting hurt.

I roll my eyes at her dramatic behavior and say, "No! And that's final, if you want to go around and fuck random guys, please go to a strip club and have fun. Don't drag me into it. Ok?"

"Emma, ok fine, no need strippers and all that jazz. What about we hit this new club, 'Blue boat'. People are saying it's lit. We will just go with our friends and have some drinks, then dance a little. What say?" She asks very hopefully.

Ok, that's not a bad idea. But..

"Hey wait, who are the friends you are talking about?"

She smiles her evil smile, "Oh darling, don't work your minds. I will take care, I mean after all I am the maid of honor."

I nod my head with a forceful smile. God what is she having in her mind. I just hope, it doesn't end up like one of the awful bachelor party movies.

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Hello sweeties! How are ya?

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Hope you all like this chapter. Don't forget to vote and comment. Who all do you think will the 'friends' be? Also, how is the dream James?

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