Kyra

I can't believe I'm Married!!!!!

I'm now officially Mrs. Kyra Oberoi-Kapoor. I'm somebody's wife. I have my very own personal husband.

None other than "The Reyansh Alex Kapoor" himself, the Devil reincarnated in an Angel's Body. A sinfully gorgeous morally grey guy.

We started off as mere acquaintances then transitioned to Enemies and now we're married. I wouldn't call us Enemies now, but we sure as hell weren't Lovers (yet).

On the car ride back to his house or rather my new home, I was super exhausted and nearly passed out due to tiredness. I awoke in my husband's arms when he manoeuvred me to open the door. The moment I jostled awake I was staring into the prettiest eyes I have ever seen. I could feel myself drowning in those Ocean blue eyes.

Then the moment ended when I asked him to set me down. He seemed conscious about his home and claimed that it was not up to my billionaire standards. But the moment I entered, the energy and vibe in the house made me feel positive, peaceful and happy. All these emotions were radiating from the house in spades. I always imagined that this is how a house is supposed to feel.

It didn't matter to me how big or small a house is, as long as the people in it were good and nice to me. The moment I saw the decorations and the welcome banner my heart felt so full and all my emotions were right on the surface. I didn't want to believe that all this was done for me, especially by My husband.... But I couldn't help but ask Reyansh about it. I tried to rein in my hope, but he confirmed that indeed all of this was done for me, but by my Devar (brother in law). Whom I couldn't wait to meet tomorrow.

No one had ever made such a sweet and caring gesture towards me, I couldn't believe someone who didn't even know me had done all the hard work and effort for me. I couldn't control my emotions any longer and I almost leaped into Reyansh's arms, and thankfully he didn't push me away but rather embraced me, dare I say almost lovingly.

The sound of the doorbell, separated us so quickly, as though we were caught doing something illegal.

Reyansh went to open the door and I saw him carry in bag's and bag's of food? Why on earth had he ordered so much food?

After he finally placed all the deliveries on the table and shut the door. I gestured towards the food and asked him, "Are you throwing a party?"

He looked comically perplexed and said, "No, this food is for us. In which world will only this much food be sufficient for a party?"

I said, "Are you crazy? All this food for 2 people? and yes this much food can be sufficient for an intimate casual house party, it's party not a banquet."

He said with a raised eyebrow, "Do I look like the kinda guy who would throw an 'Intimate casual house party'? But we are getting sidetracked with all this party nonsense. I ordered your favourite dishes from all the possible cuisines I could think of, from the best restaurants nearby. Because I'm sure you would be hungry, we haven't eaten any dinner and I didn't know what you would be in the mood to eat. You were too deep in sleep to awake for such a simple question. So I ordered everything."

I was shook, this second surprise was even more breathtaking than I thought possible, I didn't think Reyansh had it in him to be so caring and thoughtful, especially towards me. But he actually ordered all my favourite dishes from various cuisines. Wait, how did he know about my favourite dishes?, I then remembered he had admitted to stalking me earlier. So maybe having an obsessive stalker was not all bad? He knew all my wants and wishes without me having to say anything. This seemed super convenient in some aspects.

Hmmm maybe I've spent too much time with him and his morally grey tendencies were starting to rub off on me, because I sure as hell wasn't upset with him right now. In fact I wanted to leap into his arms and kiss him and thank him for this. He actually cared enough about me to remember such minute details about my life. But I didn't want to give him the wrong message.

Because they were still many question marks around his and my families shared past and a lot of secrets needed to be uncovered before we moved any further. So I maintained a small distance both physically and mentally and thanked him for such a wonderful surprise and the thoughtful and generous gesture done by both him and his brother.

I considered these to be my early birthday gifts.

He said, "You're welcome, though these gestures were the bare minimum, as you are now a part of the Kapoor family. While I go get us something to drink, will you start opening the food containers?"

I agreed and and started opening up the aromatic food boxes, Reyansh returned quickly with cutlery and a chilled bottle of Champagne and 2 Champagne flutes in a tray.

Ironically the Champagne be bought was my favourite brand of Champagne and the most expensive bottle available. I don't know if it was a coincidence or we shared the same good taste.

We plated our food and he popped open the champagne and poured it in two glasses, I sat on the lounger and surprisingly so did he. He raised his glass and clinked it against mine and said, "Cheers! To our Marriage". I smiled and we downed our glasses.

He then asked Alexa to play some light background music, while we ate and he refilled our glasses periodically. I chose 2 slices of pizza and some dumplings for my meal. Whereas he took some pizza and noodles. Looks like we both had same cuisine cravings right now.

He offered me some of his noodles, claiming that they were one of the best Schezuan Garlic noodles in this city, I scoffed and said, "I doubt it's the best but sure I'll try some, thank you." One bite from his plate and my god he was saying the truth. It was delicious.

He said, "I told you so", and scooped up 2 dumplings from my plate and placed it on his plate and put some of his noodles in that empty space in my plate.

This was such a domestic thing to do, sharing food with your spouse/loved one and eating some of theirs. I had never experienced such a thing. It seemed a very out of character thing for Reyansh to do. Or maybe I didn't truly know him and partially of what he showed me in the past was a facade, and this was maybe the real him?

I said, "Hey no fair, you can't just steal my dumplings without asking, that's not ethical."

He laughed and said sarcastically, "Princess, you are married to me now. You should let go of the morally good and that sweet good girl persona of your's. Actually please don't, eventually I would so very much enjoy discovering that wild girl hidden behind that good girl facade. I'm sure there's more to you than what meets the eye."

I blushed and said (because I was feeling bold), "Ooo there's a lot about me that you don't know Reyansh. Afterall, All good girl's are secretly waiting for the right guy to help them uncover their wildness and the hidden bad girl in them."

He said, "Careful Princess, you're not ready for what I'm sure you don't even know, you are offering and to whom."

We exchanged a look and then I got back to eating because he was right, I was not ready. I will breakdown the wall of hidden secrets between us, and only then we can move forward, no matter how much I wanted otherwise.

We continued eating then I asked him, what I had been dreading too for a long time, I knew it was a sensitive subject but it had to broached. I asked him, "Do your parents and brother live here with you, or do they stay elsewhere? If so when can I meet my new In-laws? Do you have any other siblings? What about your grandparents? I'm sorry for asking so many questions but, I feel as your wife I need to know about my in-laws."

He immediately stopped eating and took a deep breath, I couldn't decipher the expression on his face, it looked like he was in pain, or anger or sadness or all of the above.

There was utter silence, I didn't think he'd answer me but then he said, "That is a hell lot of questions but, I'll give you the answers. Both my parents died when I was very young. The only alive grandparent you need to know about is my grandpa he suffers from severe dementia and is very sick. He's in the best senior citizen nursing home/resort in the city. I only have one brother - Krish. We stay together in this house."

I was stunned and heartbroken for him, he had suffered so much loss in so less time, maybe that's why he is, as he is. Life must've been very tough for time and it made him like this. Before I could open my mouth to offer my sympathies and condolences.

He said, "Before you say anything, let me inform you I don't like pity or sympathy. So kindly refrain from offering any such thing because I will not be able to tolerate it and this matter is closed. We will not be discussing it any further."

Now there was the Reyansh I was familiar with. But his family history made me wonder, as to how our families were connected and how had my family allegedly caused him and his family trauma?

After sometime he spoke, "Now that we're done eating, shall I show you to your room? It's been a long week. I'm sure both of us would require some rest."

I then realised that I was infact heavily exhausted and did indeed want to rest, but the room situation freaked me out. Now that we are married and since it was technically our Wedding Night, did he have some expectations from me because I was not ready to be intimate with him. I was starting to panic....

He looked at me and must've figured out where my mindset was looking at me panicking. He said, "Let me show you to YOUR bedroom, MY bedroom is down the hall on the other side of the house. Krish's bedroom is in the middle and will act as a divider between our rooms. Also let me make it clear that, we are officially married in all aspects, except for the sexual part. So you can be rest assured and need not worry."

I was thankful for his clarification, and then he showed me to my room and left.