Married to the sexy Jerk

Part 6

What am I doing? No, no, no! This is bad, very bad. Dhruv! I'm cheating on him, even if I'm done with him because of this, I won't stop loving him. I shove Manik away.

"What are you doing?" He asks, staring at me.

"This is wrong. It should have never happened. I forbid you to even think about it," I say.

"But you were the one who kissed me."

"You started it." I say.

"No, I wanted to know if you were not immune to my charms." It can't be. "And I see that I am not indifferent." He says with a mischievous smile.

I scream. "I can't believe I have to marry a jerk."

He smirks. "Well, a sexy jerk. Obviously, you don't have control."

"You are wrong, and nobody will know about this. Do you understand?" I say with fear in my voice. I don't want to take advantage of this whole situation.

"Yes," He says sarcastically.

"Listen, I don't want to be an unfaithful girlfriend, so-"

"Forget that," he interrupts me, "You will end it anyway, and I will be your new boyfriend," He says.

"Don't be an idiot. You know that this is an agreement. Nothing else will happen like that of a moment ago." I say.

"You forgot one thing." he says thoughtfully.

"What is it?" I ask.

"We must stay married once your father gets well." He was right. I had not thought about it.

"Well then, I think I already have it. You have to make a contract that stipulates that we will only be married for a year, at most, two. I love papa and will do it. We can slowly show them that we are happy alone."

"I must admit, you're smart." Manik says in a tone of disbelief.

"Offended, Manik?" I say trying to sound indignant but the smile on my face betrays me.

"I think the hatred was not so strong, right?" He asks, his smile returning to his face.

"I guess we'll have to get along, right? And we must start now." I say. The truth is that if we are going to start this "relationship" it would be better if we could get along.

"Friends?" He says, extending his right hand towards mine.

"Friends." I confirm with a smile. "It will be better to leave or we will arouse suspicion."

"Of course." He comments. I must say that although we still do not get along very well, it is damn sexy.

We leave the room and head into the dining room. As soon as we enter, Mama says we must bid our goodbyes before we leave. I waved goodbye to everyone and attempted to leave, but was stopped by my mother.

"Bid Manik goodbye with a kiss on the cheek." Everyone turns to us, surprised. Manik, also looking at us, winks at me. I couldn't help but blush, which is something I usually don't do, much less with him but hey.

I advance towards Manik and quickly peck his cheek, instantly darting outside the mansion and into the car. I spend the car drive home thinking about that kiss.

I don't know how to explain it but I loved it. I never felt this with Dhruv. Well, Dhruv and I never got physical. We were going to save it for the wedding night. Ah, I feel guilty.

We got home, and I went to my room.

Tomorrow, I will talk to Mom and end what I have with Dhruv. I don't know why, but now he doesn't quite occupy my thoughts as much as before. All my thoughts that once concerned him were now replaced by Manik. With those thoughts, I change into my pajamas and immerse myself in a deep sleep.

In the morning, Dad goes to the company, and mom hangs out with some friends for breakfast. Before they left, Dad told his friends about Manik and me. As expected, Dad had gotten excited and constantly told me he how proud he was of me.

I sent a message to Dhruv so that I can find him in a park to end this relationship. I feel it doesn't affect me as much as before. I didn't think about starting a family with him anymore, but well, I guess people change don't they? And I think that's normal.

I finish cooking my scrambled eggs with a piece of toast and a glass of orange juice.

When I finish, I go to my room and read a while. After a nice reading session, I take a warm shower. I slide on a pair of jeans, a white blouse and my converse. I leave home and hop into my car.

I arrive and see Dhruv sitting on a bench. My hands shiver and gets sweaty.

Well, here we go, Nandini...

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