Bound With The Billionaire

Zain's POV

Diya is continuously messaging me to come to Reddy's residence, damn this girl. I am here for work, not to meet with my soon to be wife.

Wife? But who is my wife? Is she cute? Is she beautiful? Is she. uhm, forget it.

I think I should call her Diya.

I dialled her number but she didn't pick up my call.

I think I should call her once again.

I called her once again and this time she picked up my call, but she isn't saying anything. "Hello Diya?" I think Diya is getting mad.

"Hello, Diya you there?" I asked once again.

I heard she cleared her throat, "ummm... actually Diya is in the restroom." Whose voice is this? I think I heard this voice somewhere! But where?

"Who are you?" I asked.

"My... Myra," she mumbled.I smirked as she stammered Zain Kapoor's voice can make anyone nervous.

Wait, wait, wait.

Shitt shitt shitt, Myra means Myra Reddy What Does Myra Zain Kapoor Mean?My heart rate increased, and sweat beads began to form on my brow.I am sitting in my air-conditioned cabin, but still.

Why am I getting nervous? Control, you are Zain Kapoor.

I stammered, I fucking stammered in my first conversation with my wife.

My brain screamed.

What is she thinking about me?

"OK," she said meekly, cutting the call as I sat there palming my face.

"What happened, bro?" I asked, looking up to see Samar, my best friend and business partner.

"No... nothing," I mumbled...

"Drink this," he said, forwarding me a glass of water.

"No, tell me what happened," he asked as I gulped the water.

I told him everything and he started laughing loudly.

"Zain The Scared Kitten," he said as he laughed.

"Samar," I glared, but he laughed even louder.

I stood up and punched his back, and he winced in pain.

Just then we heard a knock on the door.. "I ordered pizza for us," he said, taking the pizza.

I nodded and we washed our hands and sat down to have pizza for our lunch.

Zain, tu sacchi me darr gaya kya?(Zain, did you really get scared?) "he said and laughed while sipping his coke.

"Samar, shut up, otherwise I'll kill you." I made a mistake by telling him everything.

"Baby darr gaya tha (zain baby got scared)," he said and laughed.

"Fuck you, Samar," I yelled.

"You should fuck your wife." I choked my pizza and started coughing badly.

"Abeyyyy what happened zain breathe, you can't die bro, you're still virgin," he said dramatically, rubbing my back.

I drank the water and turned to face him, saying, "I'll kill you, Samar."

"You can't, Jaanu. I am your first girlfriend," he said, and I pushed him.

"Eew, chee samar pagal hogaya hai kya? I think you aren't happy with your girlfriend, " he fell back on the couch, laughing loudly, seeing my poker face.

"Zain, I can't believe you're still alive without ahem ahem," he said, much to my chagrin.

Get out of my cabin, warna maine dhakke mar kar nikal dena hai(otherwise I will throw you out)" I shouted at him.. he is fully prepared to insult the shit out of me..

"Baby ko gussa aaraha hai (baby is getting angry)" He laughed, and before I could reply, I heard a knock.

"Come in," I said, and my newest pa came inside.

She started discussing some upcoming meetings and was throwing herself on me, which I didn't like. I wanted to shout at her but I controlled myself.

I could hear Samar's voice.

"And one more thing, he is already married." Her eyes widened.

She quickly told me about my schedule and left, and we laughed out loud.

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At night.

I was sitting on my bed using my phone when I heard a knock.. I looked towards the door to find Diya standing there.

"Come na, why are you standing there?" I said to her.

She approached me and jumped on my bed...damn she's a kangaroo.

"You know bro, I met with your to be wife and she is so beautiful," she said excitedly. I nodded.

"She is pretty." I nodded.

"She is cute." I nodded.

"She is so kind." I nodded.

"She is a sweetheart." I nodded.

"You know what bro, she also gifted me earrings," she said with a smile.

"Anything more babysis?" I asked, yawning.

She said, "Bro, you can't sleep. You have to talk to me." She said, "No, actually shouted."

"Diya I am very tired. Please let me sleep, "I said." She pouted.

"No bro, you can't sleep," she said as I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes.

"Wait, let me call your wife. I have got her number." I sat on the bed with a jerk, hearing her.

"No diya, you can't," I said, glaring at her.

She showed her tongue and dialled Myra's number I want to bang my head on the wall.

"Diya cut the call." I glared at her.

And she picked up the call.

"Hello bhabhi," Diya wished her very sweetly.

"Hello Diya." Her voice is really sweet.

Diya thanked her for the lunch and the earrings; they were so awesome and beautiful.

"I am glad you liked it, baby,"she replied.

"Like kya, I loved it," Diya said.

"Bhabhi woh actually na bhai said your voice is really sweet," Diya said, and my eyes widened.

Is my baby a mind reader?

"Tell him that I said thank you," she said.

"And he is very sad that he couldn't meet you today," she said.

I snatched the phone from her hand and hung up the call.

"You are so gone, Diya." She ran and I ran behind her.

to be continued.