C7 7

The private jet landed in the Bangalore International Airport.

"You don't even have any luggage with you?? What's your plan?? A shopping spree with Shravan's credit card??" Isha asked and Shravan groaned mentally.

What had happened to the sweet natured Isha?? Where did this bitchy avatar come from??

"Of course yes. I am a newly wed bride. New brides are entitled to their shopping spree with their husband's credit card." Drishti said, batting her eyelashes innocently at them.

"Of course I know girls like you." Isha said with derision.

"You ought to. You must be looking at the mirror at least twice a day." Drishti said sarcastically.

"For the love of God!! Will you two please shut up?" Shravan was finally losing it.

What did he do to deserve this??

"Isha, I will drop you at your place. Will see you first thing in the morning. We have to get this deal somehow." Shravan said and Isha nodded her head.

Business!! Drishti rolled her eyes!

Shravan is reminding her of her father.

Her father before he met her mother again!!

He was a workaholic until his Diya came back to his life.

A smile formed on her lips thinking about the love her parents shared.

And the next moment her smile disappeared.

She had dreamed for years and years of finding that kind of soul deep love.

Will she ever be able to find that kind of love now.

She is married now. Accidentally!!

Dear God!! Does that really happen in real life??

No!!

Yet it had happened in her life.

She glanced sideways at Shravan who was focused on his phone.

Will she ever be able to love him??

Will he ever fall in love with her??

After dropping Isha at her place, Shravan instructed his driver to take them to his penthouse suite.

He could see from Rajesh kaka's face that he was confused as to who the girl with him is.

"Rajesh kaka. This is Drishti. She will be staying with me for a while." Shravan said and the older man's eyes widened in horror.

Drishti punched him in the arm and glared at him.

"What??" He asked frowning as he rubbed his hands where she punched.

"Don't spoil my reputation." Drishti said and he looked at her confused.

"What reputation??"

Drishti turned to look at the driver and pulled out her mangalsutra and showed it to him.

"Rajesh kaka. I am not what you think I am. I am married to this man." Drishti said.

And that's when Shravan realised what Rajesh might have thought when he said Drishti would be staying with him.

Damn!!

"Married?? Shravan baba got married?? No one told us." Rajesh said in disappointment.

"Actually kaka-" Shravan was cut off mid sentence by a dramatic sigh from Drishti.

He glanced sideways to see Drishti looking at Rajesh kaka leaning forwards in her seat with all the animation on her face.

"It's a long story kaka. Actually it was like a Bollywood movie with lots of drama and twists." Drishti said and proceeded to narrate the entire thing that happened from the moment she planned to kidnap Kiara and until the moment they entered this car.

And she was telling all these with added spices here and there making it sound more dramatic than it was.

She is totally crazy!

Is she planning to say this story to everyone she meets related to him?

No way!!

No way in hell would he be made to look like a fool in front of everyone.

He would tell this as soon as they reached his penthouse suite.

If she is planning to stay married to him, she will have to adhere to certain rules.

It's up to her whether their marriage would be on or not.

He doesn't mind either way.

He had no intention of getting married anytime soon, but now that it had happened, it would get his mother off his back.

And if she wants an annulment, he could give it to her as he doesn't feel anything for her. And still could keep his mother down with the marriage talks pointing out his one failed marriage.

It's a win win situation.

As long as this girl doesn't cause trouble.

As soon as the car stopped in front of the apartment complex Shravan got down from the car and Drishti followed suit.

He owns the penthouse suite here and has a partnership with the construction company which built the complex.

Shravan took his suitcase and turned to Drishti.

"The penthouse suite is mine. This area is considered the heart of Bangalore city and you will find everything you need within walking distance. But I hope you won't wander around alone and invite trouble. No place is safe for a single woman nowadays." Shravan said as he walked towards the elevato.r

"I am not single anymore. I am married," came the instant reply.

"Well, the muggers and rapists won't have any idea and they wouldn't even care. You have to take care of yourself. If you need anything, call Rajesh kaka. He will take you wherever you want." Shravan said.

"Why should I call Rajesh kaka. You are my husband. I should call you." Drishti said defiantly.

As soon as the elevator door closed Shravan turned to look at her.

"Look Drishti. I am a very busy man. And right now I qm handling a very important business deal. So, I would be very grateful if you wouldn't trouble me for anything. I guess you need to go shopping. You can take my credit card. I can ask Rajesh kaka's wife to accompany you." Shravan said as politely as he could.

Drishti stared at her husband of few hours in wonder.

How could someone be so insulting and polite at the same time??

"I don't need company. I can take care of myself." Drishti said with a shrug.

"Yeah. I can see that." Shravan muttered under his breath.

And the elevator opened directly into his apartment and that's when Drishti realised they were in a private elevator.

Drishti looked around the penthouse and was wondering whether she actually liked it or not.

She was torn because there were things she liked and there were things she didn't.

The apartment was painted black and white which gave it a classic look.

But Drishti was more into bright colours ,yellow being her favourite.

The living room could look formal but she hoped the bedrooms were a more lively colour.

She loved the paintings on the walls and she loved the carpet.

"And one more thing Drishti," Shravan said and Drishti looked at him curiously.

"I would prefer it if you could keep what all happened today a secret." Shravan said and Drishti pressed her lips in annoyance.

Her feelings are not hurt.

Her ego is.

Damn it!! She is Drishti Singhania!