Ayurvati Pov:-

" ohh my little girl is marrying now ...I just couldn't believe, you were this much small and see how fast you have grown that now you are marrying" said my overdramatic bua sa by wipping her invesible tears,she was anything but not sad on my departure.

Why because, since my birth, she has harbored deep-seated hatred toward me, and this marriage is solely occurring because of that animosity for me.

This bitch she planted seeds of fear in the innocent ears of my father, suggesting that if he didn't accept this proposal,then he wouldn't find any more suitable suitors for me.

At last she succeeded in convincing my father to accept this proposal. But I didn't want to get married, at least not now, because I want to pursue further studies in the field of medicine and become a great physician like my father, and marriage was never my plan.

I couldn't deny my father's wish as he did so much for me ,he dedicated his entire life for me after my mother's death he was given a choice to remarry but he denied remarriage as he said that the woman whom he will marry will not love me like her own child.

So when he came up with this marriage proposal, i accepted it instantly without any second thought.

Here I am, sitting on the bed of a stranger, fully adorned in bridal attire, waiting for him to spend our first night together. This unknown man is my husband. Oh God, please let him not turn out to be a pervert or anything.

As far as I know, he is a royal chief general commander in the army. No doubt, knowing his rank, it was easy for me to guess that he would be an old man. No matter who he is, I just have to behave as a good wife and uphold my father's name in my new family.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize when my eyes closed, and I drifted into slumber.

My sweet slumber was abruptly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing his throat. For a few moments, I wondered who this person was and what he was doing in my room. Then, I remembered that I was married now, and he was my husband, or we can say, my "pati parmeshwar."

He came near the bed and stood at a respectable distance. Honestly I am getting scared by his dominating aura. I have heard so many tales about his acrocites on the enemy army ...no no Ayurvati don't get scared if he is ruthless then you are also a physician ..."agar inhone hamse acche se vyavhar nahi Kiya toh hum bhi inki kheer mein pet shaaf karne wali dawai Mila denge " i encouraged myself.

"What is your name" he said in his manly deep voice. Trust me his voice is making me feel twists in my stomach.

"But wait he doesn't even know my name . How could he marry someone whose name he doesn't even know? Was he forced to marry me"i overthink.

"Ayurvati"that was all I could answer.

"Ohh" he nodded his head.

"Do u know my name"he questioned me. I was like obviously I do,as how could I marry someone without even knowing his name.

I was about roll his name down from tongue but suddenly remembered that,what my friend said to me "husband's don't like their wife taking their name"

"Senapati ji" was the alternate I came up with.

Then he was saying something like "I should be comfortable doing that if I am not then I can back off as there is no compulsion" something like that I couldn't comprehend his words so I asked him to tell me clearly what he is speaking.

But I have to admit it his deep manly voice is making me go weak on my knees.

With nervousness evident in his voice, he asked me to unveil my face. As I timidly slid the veil aside, my hands trembled, and my heart raced so rapidly I feared it might break free from my chest. Heat flushed my cheeks, making it difficult to meet his .

Sensing his intense gaze upon me, I slowly lifted my lashes and met his. When my eyes met his, I saw the beauty of the entire world reflected in those eyes.

His face bore the fierce intensity of a warrior, shining so brightly that even the moon seemed to pale in comparison. His body proudly displayed scars as if they were precious jewels adorning his form.

I couldn't stop myself from admiring my husband or more precisely drool over him...he was looking as if he walked straightly out of the novel with I read.

For a good movement we both were staring each other. Breaking the eye contact he cleared his throat ...

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Author's Pov:-

Parvateshwar sat on the couch which was near the bed.

Parvateshwar:-"Phele aap kuch kahe usse pehle hum aapko keh Dena chahte h ki aapko apke iss Ghar ki Bahu hone ke saare adhikar aapko diye jayenge...athva hum apko humari patni hone ka saare samman aur Aishwarya bhi denge..parantu humse Prem ki umeed aapna na hi rakhe toh accha hoga.

( you will get all the rights of being the daughter in law of the family and I will respect you as my wife ,provide you with all the materialistic pleasure but don't love from me)

A tiny hope of getting love from her husband of Ayurvati got shattered on hearing this.

With mustering her courage she had and suppressing her uprising anger she asked

Ayurvati:- " Aapne hume patni hone ka aadhikar Dene ki baat ki na ..toh uss adhikar se hum aapse ek prasan puchna chahte h anumati h senapati ji"

(U said you have given me the respect of your wife then can I ask you something)

Hurt was visible in her eyes.

Parvateshwar:-"Yes"

Ayurvati:-"Do you love someone else."With these words, her chest felt heavy, yet she knew she had to ask him, as it was a matter concerning her.

Parvateshwar:-"Yes"

With the shattering of Ayurvati's last thread of hope for her husband's love, she found herself trapped in a loveless marriage.

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Author's note:-

Stay tune for next chapter.