Chapter 43- Finally, First Outing!

Aanya's pov...

My widened eyes were fixed on his fine footsteps which kept moving toward me. After a few steps, they came to halt.

"It's almost a week so obvious my foot has to be fine,"

His mockery words pulled my attention and forced me to look into his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes were bright with arrogance while his lips were curved up with a mockery smirk.

He had dressed up well, his dazzling blonde hair was neatly combed. He wore an Armani suite with few luxurious accessories.

Was he going somewhere? As I thought it, he leaned over me a bit and commanded "My friend wants to meet you so get ready quickly we are going to hotel Venice. You have ten minutes to get ready, so get ready quickly."

Without hearing my opinion he turned and walked to the door "Remember, you have only ten minutes!" He stepped out after reminding me.

As he was, his friend must be the same, why should I meet him? I had to refuse immediately but a chance to go out meant an opportunity to call my friends for help, and I did not want to miss it.

So got up and went to the border and started clothes to see which would be better because all these clothes were trash. Finally, I chose a gown and wore it. With light makeup, I walked and stood in front of the mirror.

I saw my reflection on it, wearing a long peach-colored dress, my skin snowy white and long black hair falling to my waist. The image was so beautiful, it had to be something from a fantasy.

I was looking at myself in the mirror when that devil bastard came in by opening the door but his feet stopped as soon as he saw me.

He looked like he was in a daze until I walked and stood in front of him, I waved at him with mocking.

He blinked, snapping back to reality, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me out hurriedly.

This asshole was pulling me like a donkey, my hands started hurting and my steps became staggered.

A car was standing outside with the driver, seeing us, the driver had opened the door. Aaron pushed me into the car and then he sat next to me. The driver closed the doir and went to his seat. After starting the car he took us from there.

In the dark of night, the city was shining with neon light. I was looking out the window and trying to identify the way out of the villa, but the car was running so fast that in the dazzling lights of neon, the vehicle and the building were moving so fast and left behind that I felt my head start spinning while passing by looking all these. But still, I recognized them.

After a long while, the finally car stopped and we got down.

Wearing a cheaper dress, I walked after him. We entered the elevator and it took us to the top floor.

After coming out he strode with his long legs that I had to jog to catch up with his steps. Suddenly, he stopped and I bumped into his back.

Turning his head, he threw his cold gaze at me. My eyes were on him when a polite voice pulled our attention.

"Welcome, Mr. Smith, boss is waiting for you." A man who was standing in front of a door opened it and give us way bowing his head.

Aaron put his arm around my shoulder and went in.

It was a suite room of this hotel, we walked and reached the sitting area, where a man was sitting on the couch embracing a few... Girls?

The man saw us and smiled at Aaron.

"Aaron, my friend, finally you came," then his eyes rolled and stopped on me, he gave a mocking smirk "You also brought her..."

There was sarcasm in his words, no respect. Well, he was Aaron's friend so what could be expected of him but did he know me?

Aaron left my shoulder and took a few more steps, he sat on the couch. He didn't even ask me to sit.

The man saw it, his eyes glued on me carrying a mocking smile. He didn't also ask me to sit.

The man had a handsome face with a wheaty complexion with ordinary black eyes, he had earrings in his ears and his hair which would be up to his shoulder, he had made it braid from behind.

He was wearing one of the highest brands of clothes, but the top two to three buttons on his shirt were open so that the tattoo that was made on his chest, which went from collarbone to half his neck, was very clearly visible.

He was giving me the feeling of a typical gangster. After all, where did Aaron find this thug-like friend?

"Hello, I'm Samarth Gill. I'm Aaron's friend." He smirked at me, he didn't even extend his hand to greet me.

Arched my brows, I stuck my sight on him, like him I also threw him a mocking smile "Needless to say, after all a trash be friend with a trash."

A momentary his mocking smile disappear, he didn't expect it from me.

The flying butterflies around him also stopped flipping their wings and looked at me with their open eyes.

Collecting their reactions, I rolled my eyes at the man who brought me here, a trashy place. As expected he was expressionless.

One of the girls stood up and approached me then she slapped me, her slap sent my head jerked. I felt my cheek sting and the darkness and the stars danced before my eyes.

That darkness lowered over my eyes for a moment. She had pretty great strength.

"How dare you talk to Mr. Gill like that!!" She yelled and fisted my hair. I felt my scalp torn.

My so cold husband remained deaf ears, tasting only wine and my humiliation while gazing at me coldly.