Her Second-Hand Husband!

Anika’s PoV

I still couldn’t believe that we are married. Yes, we are married! It was like a dream. The 15 days rushed off like a minute in all the wedding preparations we had to do. Since my dad was not in his best health, I had to accompany mom and Adu for everything including invitation distribution. Arjun’s parents took care of everything that regards the wedding like, catering, clothes, decoration, transportation and mangalyam. I just had to give them my measurements for the wedding clothes. Mom and I went to jewelry shops to exchange the old jewels for some new ones that are in trend. Mom got me some change of clothes and some essentials for me to take to the new home. We literally didn't have enough time to even breathe. And yes, I didn't call Arjun neither did he.

From today morning, I have been spending my entire time with him, brushing shoulders and inhaling his addicting scent. He had my heart and body on a leash. He talked to me whenever required like introducing his relatives to me and I did the same. He is a man of little words and I can see that he is not a fan of talking. So I stayed quiet most of the time. He looked genuinely happy and smiled at me sometimes. I think my life will be happy with him.

My aunt came along with me to Chennai to stay with me for 2 days until I got used to this new environment. She prepped me up for this night and I am now on the way to the bedroom where our supposed first night is going to happen. Am I scared? Ha, no! I am terrified. What am I going to do? Is he going to accept me as his wife right away or is he going to take his own time? I feel like I can't wait for him. I just need him all to myself. I was left at the doorstep of a room all alone. I knocked on the door mustering up all the courage after making sure I am looking good for the 1000th time.

“Come in!” I heard his voice calm and deep.

I opened the door and he stood up from the bed. My breath hitched looking at him. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen. He was standing there tall and built in his shorts and a Maroon t-shirt. OMG, he is going to kill me. I lowered my gaze as I could not take him anymore. He is all casual here and I am all caked up with silk saree and jewels. I felt like a stupid to have stand in front of him like this. But this is not my fault, my aunt and Arjun’s mom did this to me.

I walked to him and gave him the milk I brought for us. He stopped me when I was about to take his blessings.

“No, Anika. That’s ok. I don't like these formalities.” he said.

near the bed and looked at me so intensely that I felt a drop of sweat trickle down

is the restroom and I believe all your things are in that pink cupboard

looking at the room. This room itself is as big as my whole house. This house is not just a house. It is a palace. Everything in here screams of money and the littlest like a hairbrush to the biggest like the furniture all look extremely expensive. I am scared to even touch anything as I am afraid I would break something. The restroom's aesthetics are like in star hotels. I couldn't get the tap open without someone's help. This home has an elevator to take you to different levels. The first floor for his parents, second floor

I brought with me on the last partition of the cupboard. I took a pajama and changed it in there while placing all the jewelry in the locker in the cupboard. I went to the restroom and

look better. Come.” he called me as I

make a move but he

timid girl?” he asked me in a casual tone. I could not make out whether he is serious or sarcastic

talk to me?” he asked

ask me something and I will answer.” I

are we doing now? A quiz competition? I know you are very good at quizzes.” he said.

at quizzes, you know why? Because I am brilliant.”

You are brilliant enough to marry me to satisfy your family’s financial needs.” he said that felt like a

I married you because of your wealth?” I almost

me otherwise. You hated me and insulted me every time we met. You avoided me like plague. And all of a sudden you were ready to marry me. I like you. I like your blind boldness. I like looking at your beautiful smile. I like how you broke the stereotypes with me. I married you because I want to live my life with you. Now can you explain why you married me?” He asked me,