I dress to kill my time.

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Mahira's Pov

I was on the cloud nine hearing them returning back to India just to be there for me.

Next day, I got ready in a formal attire which included white shirt, brown pants, brown belt and wore my white heels. I then took a matching brown bag and I went to my company only to get informed that the guy who hacked Iti's Instagram account is caught. I smirked and said them to take him to the underground cell.

I kept my bag in my cabin and walked to the cell he was tied to the pillar and was unconscious as he was hit on the head by an iron rod.

I signalled my men to wake him up and they threw hot boiling water on him to wake him up.

He woke up with a jerk and saw me smirking.

"Why have you tied me here? Who are you? I am the son of MLA. Leave me bitch."

He was going to say further when one of my man slapped him hard. He glared at him but my men didn't budged from their place. I knew this was going to happen as none of my men liked to hear anything bad about me. They always treated me like a sister and I also treated them like my elder brothers.

I directly asked him "Why did you hacked her account and uploaded nonsense things on it?"

He shrugged and said "She said she doesn't like me and slapped me when I tried to kiss her."

I gritted my teeth and shouted at him "Don't you understand the simple meaning of NO?"

He smiled wickedly and said "She doesn't have any other option she has to date me anyhow."

I got up furiously and said to my men, I looked at him and said "Burn his hands with acid by which he tried to grab her, rip his lips off by which he tried to kiss her, burn him alive and at last throw him in gutter where he belongs too."

His eyes widened looking at me and he started giving me death threats. I started walking away.

Soon I could hear his screaming but I cared less my friends are more than anything to me I won't allow anyone to hurt them.

I went to my cabin only to get startled seeing my brother.

"Hello Di." Kartik Said.

"What are you doing here Kartik?" I questioned him as I was already irritated by that guy. Only Kartik and my 4 besties knew about me killing people who hurt my loved ones.

"Dad sent me to take you home as the groom's family is coming today to see you." He replied.

Shocked would be an understatement as I just said yes yesterday and they called him today to meet me "Oh god, let me at least breathe guys." And he chuckled.

We chatted for a while eating my chef brother's handmade pancakes and left for the house by late noon. As I don't live with my family I went to my penthouse to wear something traditional as instructed by my father.

I wore a black traditional attire which included a black kurta, black palazzo and black dupatta everything having a golden lining on it. I knew my dad's superstitious mind would never let me wear something black on an auspicious day but I cared less. I put some minimal makeup with black bindi on forehead. I wore big silver jhumkas. My favourite black butterfly pendant. I wore silver watch on right hand and silver bangles in left hand. Adding on I wore rings on my fingers specifically on the left ring finger so the guy might think that I am taken and would back off on his own. At last I wore my heels and walked towards the mirror. I clicked some pictures and sent it to my girls group with the caption 'Last day as a bachelor guys.' With a crying emoji. Everyone chuckled and wished me best wishes and I went out of the room.

"Aapne itni der lagayi ready hone mai, firr bhi same hi dikhri ho, chudail jesi." He laughed.

(You took so much time getting ready, then too you are looking like a ghost only.)

I smirked and said to him "I should tell dad about the scratch on his favourite car."

His facial expression changed.

"You wont." He said.

"We will see that." I said.

"Let's go we are getting late." He said changing the topic and we moved towards our destination.

I don't know why I was feeling as if I know who the groom would be but I shrugged my inner thoughts as I know no one in my friends circle would dare to do that.

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Chapter Aesthetics

Mahira's Formal Attire.

Mahira's Office Aesthetic.

Mahira's Traditional Attire.

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