His Little Bride

Introduction

He is 24

She is 18

Both are tied together by a bond called marriage. A forced marriage, a marriage of convenience

She is a carefree princess, but then she got married into an orthodox family.

She is talkative.

He is an arrogant introvert.

She is clumsy.

He wants everything perfect.

She is like a baby.

He is mature.

They are poles apart, but they are bound together, and now there is no looking back.

A girl is sitting in her room, wearing a red lehenga. Her face is covered by the veil; she is looking very pretty, but her face is pale.

Hello everyone, I am Samaira. I just turned 18, and you know what? Today is my marriage ceremony. Ugh, I don't want to get married. I am just 18 years old, dude, but my parents just blackmailed me into getting married to that monster. Ugh, you all don't know who is a monster, right? Accha so monster is my would-be husband, Veer Singhania. He has 10 hands and 10 legs, hahaha. But he is a true monster; how will I spend my whole life with him? He is an arrogant introvert dude, and his attitude, oh my God. He is so tall. I am so young now, and I have to get married. And why did that monster say yes to this marriage? After marriage, I will not be able to wear my favourite dresses. Why all of this happened to me Right now my final exams are left; after that I will start college, oh no. There is one more thing: he is handsome, like very handsome, but ugh, I am not blushing.

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Hi everyone I am Veer Singhania. I just joined my dad's business. I am 24 years old, and right now I am fixing my turban. Now ask why—because today is my wedding. I don't know why my grandmother just blackmailed me into getting married to that spoilt brat troublemaker. According to you, she is Samaira Mehta. She is just 18 years old, but she is a "chota packet bada dhamaka." She is so talkative. She will eat my head 24 hours a day. But I have to get married because I can't deny my grandmother. She is my everything. But why she chose Samaira for me is beyond me; she is a nuclear bomb. But she is cute and a little thing; ugh, Veer, don't think about her; you will end up being mad, but looking back, she will be my little bride.

Part 1

Sam's pov.

OMG, finally, I am married to that monster. Ugh. Why, right now I am sitting in his room—huh, not his room from now on; it's our room.

This dress is really irritating. I need to change. I quickly went to the washroom and freshened up. But where is that monster? Oops, sorry, my patidev. Where is he? I think I should go to sleep before he comes; if he comes, then World War III would start.

After sometime, she slept.

Veer's pov.

I went to my room and found that Chota was sleeping. I was glad that I came. There otherwise little would've world war 3 happened by now. I quickly changed myself.

Now where will I sleep? Bed, no, she is sleeping; couch, ugh, my couch is too short to sleep for me.

I quickly made a pillar with the cushion and laid down on the other side of the bed. Tomorrow is Sunday, so I don't have office; this means spending the whole day with her, oh no! I think I should sleep.

They both were peacefully just sleeping, then Samaira kicked Veer very hard in sleep, and in no time his butt kissed the floor.

"Aah, what the fuck?" He shouted, rubbing his bum. But Samaira cared less; she was sleeping like a kumbhkaran.

"Ah, this girl," Veer hissed and took his pillow and slept on the small couch.

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Morning

Samaira is sleeping peacefully on the bed, while Veer is struggling on the couch. Makik Sleep got broke due to the knock on the door. He woke up and opened the door.and found his mother standing.

"Good morning, mom," he wished her.

"Good morning, Veer."

"Is Samaira sleeping?" asked Vedika, trying to peep inside the room, but Veer was standing there like a wall.

"Noo, mom, she is in the washroom," he lied. As he knows, if he said that she was still sleeping, his mother might create a scene like this. The new bride can't sleep till late. 

"Ok, Veer, give this dress and jewellery to her and come downstairs asap for breakfast," said Vedika, and she went downstairs.

"Samaira wakeup"

"Samaira, wake up; it's morning," he shouted.

Wakeup Samaira

"Aahh monster, let me sleep," she groaned and dug her face more into the pillow.

"Samaira's mom is outside waking up," he said, and she woke up with the jerk.

"I wonder what Vedika aunty is doing outside," she said, rubbing her eyes. 

"Hahahaha, I am kidding," he said, and she threw the pillow on his face... and went to the washroom.

Sam's pov.

Ugh, so heavy, why? I hate wearing Indian clothes, and now I have these heavy salwar suits and this jewellery. 

Samaira and Veer both went downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning everyone," wished Veer and Samaira in unison.

"Samaira, you have to wake up early in the morning because you are a new bride and today is your first day; now go to the kitchen and make some desert for us," said Veer's grandmother.

Sam's pov.

Desert? I don't even know how to cook anything; dessert was farfetched.

"Now go, Samaira, and cook something for us," my Sasumaa ordered me, but can't they see I am just an 18-year-old kid?

I saw my husband sitting and doing something on his laptop... Can't he see that I am in trouble? I hate you, arrogant Veer Singhania.

I went to the kitchen, and I really don't know how to cook.

Tears started forming in my eyes as this is the first time I am in the kitchen and I don't know anything. I was just standing there and thinking about what to do.

And then I felt someone's presence, so I turned to see my partner picking up a bottle from the fridge. He turned and his gaze met mine, and I quickly averted my gaze, as I didn't want him to make fun of me, but I was crying. But I don't know what to do... 

And then I started crying more.

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Veer's pov

I went to the kitchen to take a bottle of chilled water and saw her standing and murmuring something, so I chuckled and took the bottle and turned, and then her eyes met mine. 

OMG, is she crying? Yes, she is crying. She is crying, but why? She quickly turned away, as she didn't want me to see her crying face, but little did she know that I saw her crying. But why is she crying? Ooh, she doesn't know how to cook. And even though she is just 18 years old, Mom gives her the task of cooking. She is just a kid, but how should I help her? I think I should help her...

Just then, Samaira's phone beeped with the message.

Open the kitchen window.

She opened the window to find the delivery boy standing there with a packet in his hand. And her phone beeped again.

Take the parcel and serve it nicely.

She quickly takes the parcel.

and opened it to find Indian desert payasam. She served this nicely and went to the dining table where everyone was sitting and having breakfast.

"Samaira, the taste is awesome," said Veer's younger sister, Arvi. She is Samaira's best friend, and she is also 18 years old.

"Thanks," she said.

Everyone praised her.

Sam's pov.

I think I should thank the monster. because he helped me. Yes, I will thank him.

She quickly ate her breakfast and went upstairs with a juice in her hand, where she found Maki doing something on his laptop.

"Veer. Who was it she tried to say?

"Kya?" he said, still looking at his laptop.

"Veer woh! Thank you for helping," she said happily. He just hammed.

"He is so arrogant," she said to herself.

"Veer juice for you," she said, 

"I don't want Samaira," he said in a cold tone.

"Please, Veer, I made it specifically for you." She started walking towards him, but her heels got stuck in the carpet, and the juice fell on Veer's laptop.

"What the hell?" he literally shouted.

"I am sorry, I am sorry," she panicked.

"My presentation, Samaira," he shouted, his eyes red from anger.

"I am sorry, I am sorry," she said, as she was scared of his anger.

He holds her arms tightly and pins her to the wall.

"Do you even know what you did, huh?" he shouted and gripped her arms tightly. She shut her eyes tightly.

"Now say why you are silent," he once again shouted, digging his nails into her arms.

"Aahh, Veer, it's hurting," she whispered, and a tear escaped from her eyes.

Veer loosened his grip and left the room, leaving a scared Samaira behind.