Chapter 3
Today is the day I'm getting married, just because of the power I'll finally get that I've wanted for so long...
Was it really necessary to decorate this extent like it's some kind of happy moment for all a joyous occasion...What a joke..
I would rather prefer blood instead of these bloódy roses that are decorated and the awful stench they have , blood smells better than this...
Everyone was looking at me whispering about me As I arrived at the mandap(pavilion) well specially My father and her wife...
Why wouldn't they as I was wearing black suit at my own wedding..
Why won't I wear such a color since it's no better than a funeral...
Suddenly everyone's gaze fell somewhere else..
Bird.... She's like a little bird , Canary to be precise..
Those innocent Eyes and her Tiny frame , she looks so pure and delicate and so easy enough to break..
The Necklace worn on that long fair neck is truly Captivating I can't deny, I bet I can snap her neck like a twig...
She started walking towards the mandap and was about to take step but I came to her and offered her my Hand...
Mahal Malhotra
*took his hand and looked at him*
Damn her hands are so small and soft....Why is my heart suddenly rushing like a teénage girl from just holding hands...
Mahal Malhotra
*looking at him horrified*
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*side of his lips curled upward*
Scared... She's horrified by just looking at me to the core that even her breath is shaking..
How Satisfying this is...I feel good looking at this little bird getting scared of me well as she should me since she's walking towards her hell..
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*Escort her on the mandap while holding her tiny hand*
As we both sit in our designated place on the mandap(wedding pavilion) in front of the holy fire the Pandit (priest) started the wedding ceremony...
As time went by it continued with all rituals and mantras...
It was finally the time I'm supposed to officially call her My Wife by performing this last step...
All I have to do is put this Sindoor on the centre of her forehead and Mangalsutra around her neck...
Information:The bride seats next to the groom on his left side; as close as possible to his heart. It is in this position that the groom performs the Mangalyadharanam, which involves lacing the sacred thread around his bride's neck. He then places red vermillion, locally called sindoor or kumkum, on the center of her forehead. Rooted in Vedic traditions, the Mangalsutra is — the heartbeat of Hindu matrimony — an unbreakable thread (literally and metaphorically) that binds two souls. With every bead and every curve, this sacred necklace signifies dharma (duty), karma (destiny), and an unspoken pact between partners.
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*Took a pinch of sindoor and put it on the centre of her forehead*
Mahal Malhotra
*Eyes closed*
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*took mangalsutra and moved closer to her face while brushing my hands on her fragile fair neck*
Mahal Malhotra
*shudders softly at his touch*
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
What is Your name?
I spoke while putting the mangalsutra around her neck..
Mahal Malhotra
M...Mahal*opens eyes softly and spoke in low whisper voice*...
Mahal...What a unique name this little bird have..
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
Hello Wife welcome to your own personal Hell*whispers while smirking*
Mahal Malhotra
*eyes widened*
*scared*
As I finished with this I moved away back to my place the priest officially declared as Husband And Wife...
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*looks at her*
There it is....Fear...in her eyes and every vein in her body..
This suits her and It gives me satisfaction seeing her in fear..
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*got up and took steps down from the pavilion, turned around and looked at her while offering my hand*
Mahal Malhotra
*stood up scared but trying to maintain composure while taking his hand shakily*
I guide her to our parents as they were blessing us and everyone congratulating us..
What they don't know is that they were congratulating her for digging her own grave...
After the wedding ceremony was done the reception started and both of them changed their clothes...
As usual Avyaan was working black while Mahal...
She enters the Reception Hall...
She was wearing a white beautiful dress with bare makeup on her face that made her look like an angel walking down on earth...
Everyone went silent when she entered with those innocent expressions....
She had a veil over her head and she softly approached there nervously...
Her Payal(anklet) voice echoed filling the silence as she took small steps...
Avyaan's eyes widened at her not only him but everyone couldn't take eyes off her...
Mahal Malhotra
*nervously looking at everyone*
Avyaan's mother noticed and went to her and hugged her softly...
Mahira Malhotra Martinez
My god you look like an angel Mahal *softly whispers*
Mahira Malhotra Martinez
Even Avyaan's eyes are stuck on you like an owl*chuckles softly*...
Mahal Malhotra
*looks at him*
Avyaan was already looking at her...
But it wasn't the Gaze of love...
𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 watching its 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐲...
Avyaan Malhotra Martinez
*smirks*
Comments
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yes you are your parents should not force you to marry innocent girl they have destroyed a beautiful flower by there hand and fl lead parents how can they do this to their daughter all are in fault his parents her parents and specifically ml lead
2025-03-28
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Mr marath
it's interesting plsssssss plsssssssssssssss plsssssss update one more episode plsssssss
2025-03-28
1
just like this keep going on and you will be gettinv your success soon 😊❤️
2025-03-27
2