Bound by Vows

Chapter-20

Payal’s POV

I was standing in front of my closet looking for the dress to be wear in the party tonight.

Yes my closet!!! I had an argument with him for the closet this morning....

Morning

I was picking out my saree from my suitcase. It’s really tiring to pick out my clothes from it daily. I have

to settle down my clothes in the closet.

Right now he is taking bath in the bathroom. So, i thought to check the space in the closet for my

clothes.

I moved into the closet and looked around.

The room was much bigger than my room back at home. A couch was settled in the middle of the

space with floor length mirror for the shelfs all around the room. I opened one shelf to look for an empty

space.

Oh god!!!! This man waste money like water...what is the use of that much of watches and tie....Okay

for tie i can understand but watches? All will reflect the same time!!!

I never like to spend that much money even if i am a billionaire...

"What are you doing here in my closet?" Someone startled me with his voice.

I turned around and again turned my back to him.

Shit!!!

He was standing only in towel hanging around his lower waist. Water droplets are running down from

him hairs making his chest wet. He has freaking six pack abs...

"Can’t you wear something" i said while composing myself.

"I am wearing a towel if you see" he said while i can imagine his smug face.

"I mean some clothes" i clarified

"Yeah, i was going to do that if you were not peeking in my stuff" he said while i fumed in anger at his

accusation.

"I was not peeking okay.." i said loudly while turning back but soon realised my mistake.

I again turned showing my back to him...

"I was only looking for a space to put my clothes here" i said

"You are not getting any space here" he said while i again fumed in anger

"What???" I asked

"Yes, you heard right...i am not giving you any space here. You have already occupied my room as

yours now you are not getting any closet" he said

Arrogant!!!

"Excuse me, if you won't give me any space then where will i place my clothes. I cannot keep my

clothes in a suitcase for my whole life" i said feeling frustrated.

What is this with these men??? Shouldn't they adjust for us a little...do we girls leave our home to face

this kind of treatment from our husband???

"I don't care what you do but you are not getting any space here. That's final. And you can now turn" he

said.

I turned and now he is fully dressed in a business suit...

"Okay fine!!!" I said while his face shows a true victory sign...

Not so soon mr...i now totally understand this man can never understand anything in a simple manner. I

need to be twisted for him....

"But i will also not go in the party tonight. End of the discussion" i said while taking steps to move out of

the closet.

But he got a hold of my hand and pulled me back in front of him.

"You are coming with me and i don't want any of your tantrums on it" he said while clenching his teeth...

"Accha...you want me to do whatever you want but not ready to give a space in your closet. Let me

clear you one thing MR. KHURANA i am not your puppet and if you want me to come with you, then

give me space in this closet for my clothes" i said while removing my wrist from his hand and going out. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Fine. You can have the right side of the closet" he said while i smiled at my small victory.

"Thank you" i said because i am not a thankless person.

This is how i got my own closet...

To be honest I am not interested to join him in any party but then i thought i have to... because

whatever difference or relationship we have, i cannot deny the fact we are husband and wife. And our

differences is in the closed door only...

I looked for the saree again. I don't even know what type of party is it? Will saree be suitable for the

event or not?

I am confused. Let me ask amu's opinion.

I called her and she picked up after 3 rings...

"Hey di" she said

"Hi amu, how are you and how is ma??" I asked

"We are good. You tell? How are you and jiju? And how is our little princess" She asked

"We all are good. Accha, sunn...i need your help" i said the actual thing.

"What??" She asked

"Iamgoingtoapartyandiamconfusedwhatto--" i said fastly.

"Dii, hold on!!! I am not understanding anything" she said and i realised i was speaking too fast.

"I am going to a party and i am confused what to wear" i said

"Ohh, party!!! With jiju???" She asked in a teasing manner

"Will you tell me what i should wear?" I said ignoring her talk...

"Hmm...let me think...what about your red saree we purchased last yr" she asked.

"No...that is too bright...i don't think that would be suitable for business party" i said

"Then why don't you try a dress??? You have one which you have not wear since long time?" She

suggest

"No amu, i am not gonna wear a dress. I am not comfortable now in those dresses" i said.

"Okayy!!! Then let me think...that white designer net saree...that would be the best option" she said

while i gave a thought for that.

"Okay, i will see...thank you amu for your help"i said

"Anytime di, byee"she said while i smiled

"Byee amu, take care" i said while cutting the call.

I bring out my both saree red and white...

"Mamma where are you??" I heard aashi's voice from the room.

"I am here baby in the closet" i said while she came running into the closet.

"Baby, don't run...you will get hurt" i said while she gave me a toothy smile.

"Mamma what are you doing with these" she asked while indicating the saree in my hand.

"Baby which one is good??" I asked her opinion.

"This one" she indicated to white one.

"So, then i will wear this" i said passing a smile to her.

"Mumma you are going out with daddy na?" She asked.

"Yes baby, but who told you this??" I asked .

"Daddi told me" she said. {Daddi- grandmother}

"Okay, baby be a good girl and don't trouble your daddi. Okay???" I asked.

"Yes mamma" she said while i smiled.

"Okay you sit in the room on bed while i will come after changing the saree" i said while she nodded.

I changed into the saree and came out of the closet.

"Wow mamma, u r loing besiful" she while i chuckled at her pronunciation.

"Thank you baby but its beautiful not besiful" i corrected her.

Then i started my makeup which i keep low and aashi looking at me continuously when i am getting

ready.

Like father like daughter!!!

After getting ready, i looked in the mirror for the last time. I hope this saree would be suitable for the

party...

I along with ashi moved to the downstairs... Its 6:30 p.m. He told me to get ready by this time but he is

not here yet...

"Payal beta, you are looking good" mummyji told me.

"Thank you mummy" i said with a smile.

"Beta, driver is waiting for you outside. Duggu called me as your no was not reachable to inform you

that he will meet you at the venue only as he was busy in office" she informed me.

Not reachable!!! He doesn't have any no with him...so how will he call me...

Anyways, i nodded my head and moved outside after saying goodbye to mom and aashi.

Driving was waiting outside infront of the car. He was a old man.

"Good evening mam" he said while bending his head

"Namaste uncle, and Don't call me madam. I don't like it you are elder than me" i said

"But mam you are my boss" he said

"I am not your boss uncle, mr khurana is. So please don't call me mam" i requested.

"Okay, i will call you betiya. Is that fine?" He asked while i smiled.

I sit in the car after that and started thinking about my life how it is changed since this marriage.

"Betiya, we have reached" Driver uncle words brought me out from my thoughts.

"Thank you uncle" i said while coming out from the car.

I looked at the venue. It’s a seven star hotel.

"Sir told me he will meet you inside at the reception" uncle informed while i nodded.

I take a long breath and moved inside the hotel. I am very nervous. It’s been a long time since i

attended any lavish party. I hope it would go fine.

I reached the reception area and looked around to have a glimpse of certain someone similar person.

He is not here. Where is he???

I still looking around while people looking at me no staring me.

What??? Am i looking like a clown??? I ignored the stares and started looking around again.

Where are you Mr. Khurana? I don't have his number even to contact him? Infact i don't have anyone's

number from my new family.

God!!! Now i am feeling nervous. I think i should go back. Uncle must be still outside. Hope he would

still be here.

I started walking outside but then got a glimpse of someone talking on phone with his back towards me.

I guess he is Kabir.

I moved towards his side and touched his shoulder to notify my presence to him.

He turned towards my side.

"I am sorry" i said to the person coz he is not the one whom i am searching.

"Its okay. Do you need any help" he said while looking up and down on my body.

I feel uncomfortable with his move of his eyes.

"No, actually i am looking for my husband" i said while turning around and started leaving.

"I can help you in finding your husband miss" he said while coming behind me.

Pervert!!!

I was walking ahead but stopped due to someone's hand around my waist.

Bloody Bastard!!!! I will kill him!!!

I turned towards his side but got the person instead whom i was searching from last 15 minutes.

Finally!!!

"Where are you running?" He asked.

"I was searching you from a long time. Where were you?" I asked him while looking behind him for that

man but didn't found anyone.

"I was here only. You are late" he said arrogantly while bringing my attention back to him.

"I am late? Seriously? I was looking for you from last 15 mins" i said feeling angry.

"Leave all this and lets go. We are already late because of you" he accused me while i looked at his

attire.

Why he is in semi formal look? Isn't it a business party??? I thought.

"Are you listening?? What i am saying?? Lets go we are late" he said.

I wanted to reply but he already started walking ahead.

I moved behind him matching his pace. I am in freaking heels how can i run?

Anyway we entered the party area and its not in my ballroom or something.

It’s a freaking pool side party...

Shit!!! I will be looking like a clown in a saree in this party.

Oh god!!! Please be with me... I prayed while entering the area.