CHAPTER 14

Alisha's POV

Finally, I'm done with the packing. It was almost 2 am. We have to leave for Paris in a few hours. Armaan is sleeping peacefully on the bed and I feel sleepy too but I don't want to sleep because I know that if I sleep then I won't be able to wake up so I decided to work for an hour and then go take a shower and get ready.

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I was blow drying my hair when Armaan woke up. He was looking at me through mirror constantly and it annoyed me so I finally looked at him through the mirror and gave a 'what' wala look and started laughing. He was looking at me like he saw some mad person.

"You"laugh "your ex" laugh "your expressions were wor" laugh more "worth laughing" more laugh.

He shook his head and went into the washroom. I stopped laughing and continued doing my work.

"Alisha....Alisha..." Armaan peeked his head from the washroom's door. I was shocked when I saw that Armaan was calling me. In the past one week after our wedding he has never talked to me properly. Whenever he talks he just fights and his words are hurt me so much and I can't even tell anyone about it.

"Alisha..." he capers again.

"What?" I questioned.

"Uhm...Can you... can you please pass me the towel? I forgot it outside." He said. I was shocked. He was talking to me politely for the first time. Obliviously after are wedding.

"Hmm. Here, take it." I said and gave it to him.

He came out only with a towel wrapped around his lower waist. I looked at his body and then got back to arranging the bed. I was throwing glances on his naked upper body while he was searching for his clothes his back faced towards me. He turned suddenly and caught me staring at him but then I continued arranging the pillows. I completed everything and was lying on the bed. He was continuously staring at me now holding his clothes in his hands and that annoyed me.

"Armaan will you stop staring at me and change your clothes." I asked irritated.

"Do you want me to change in front of you?" Armaan asked and I blushed at his question.

"Toh bolna chahiye tha na ki bahar jao mereko change karna hai. Lekin nahi tumhe mujhe ghurna h." I said hiding my blush walking towards the balcony. I could hear him laughing from balcony.

"Aajao ab." I heard him hello from his room. I went inside and then I saw him back the arrogant Armaan Malhotra morning is back.

"Who wears a tux while travelling." I commented a bit loud him to hear.

"I do." He replied arrogantly pointing at himself.

"You do much more than the things you agree you do." I said.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Let's leave it's already 3:45 am." I said and both of us went down and took mom's and dad's blessing and left for the airport.

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As soon as the flights took off I could feel my eyes closing and rest my head on something and slept.

Armaan's POV

She looks so innocent while sleeping. No one could actually imagine that she could take away someone's life and that would have no effect on her. I thought as I was admiring her sleeping on my shoulder.

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"Alisha, wake up." I said as the air hostess announced that we are about to land.

"Okay fine." She woke up. In the first go itself. Not bad.

"Uhm...sorry." She said as she realised that her head was on my shoulder.

We went out and took our luggage. A car was already waiting for us outside the airport. We sat in the car and went to the mansion. Mom had already asked the workers to clean the house. We went and plopped on the couch.

"Which room should I take?" Alisha asked suddenly.

"Shhh...Are you crazy? The workers know mom pretty well. They'll tell it off to her that we share two different rooms. And I don't want our parents to know that." I whisper yelled as there were workers around. Though they're quite friendly with me, but they are even more friendly with mom and they tell her everything that I do when she isn't here.

"Oh. Looks like someone's scared." She commented.

"I'm not scared. Okay? It's just that I don't want our parents to be hurt." I said taking her towards my room.

"Oh, so you care? You care that our parents would be hurt knowing that you're hurting me for some stupid revenge?" She asked and I nodded.

"But I don't think you care and honestly you shouldn't even care. How does it even matter? What are you going to do by hiding it from them? Eventually, once you are satisfied with your revenge you're going to leave me. Aren't you?" She asked out of nowhere. She was angry now. For no damn reason.

"Alisha, I'm not in a mood to argue. You're arguing for no damn reason." I said matching her tone.

"No damn reason!!! Seriously Armaan. What you're doing to me is the biggest reason, Armaan?" She shouted and was now in tears. Great woman!!! You hurt me and you shout at me and then you start crying as if I started it. I left the room in anger and went to the lawn.

It hurt me seeing her cry. I don't know why. Everything would be so different if Alisha wouldn't have killed Neha. I'd be good towards her. Unlike now. Wait. I wouldn't even think of marrying her if she wouldn't kill Neha. She is the reason why Neha was away from me now. My heart, my brain, my intentions. Everything is betraying me now. I decided that I'd ignore her for a few days. I can't do anything else. The only thing I married her was because she didn't want to marry me and that was the only revenge that I had planned and now I'm regretting it for sure.