AMAIRA'S POV

I am sitting in my office, deeply concentrated in my work. Interrupted by a knock on the door, I ask the person to come in without looking in the direction.

"Take some time out for me too butter" said a masculine deep voice. I didn't need to look up to see who it was since I knew it was that Omkara.

"I don't think there is someone called butter here so leave" I replied.

"Oh! There is and it's you. Butter, my butter."

"In your dreams"

"We both know who it is. So better stop arguing."

"Why are you here?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Just wanted to see how you were doing butter. Who knows you might need some help."

"I need no help. Now, leave before I call the security."

"It's fine butter. I am leaving and don't miss me much." He said and left not before winking at me.

This guy is a psycho. He is my enemy and each time we talk he gets on my nerves. And that stupid nickname "butter" I just hate it and him.

He has no work here and comes here just to make me furious. I got a call. The screen flashed 'Mrs. Singhania' Now what does she want from me. I picked up the call and waited till she said anything.

"Amiara? Dear, hello" she said.

"Don't call me dear"

"But I am your mother."

That's what I hate the most. She is my biological mother. I don't stay with my parents.

"What do you want Mrs. Singhania?"

"Can we meet please? There is something really important we need to talk about."

"What is it?"

"I can't tell it to you now."

I didn't reply so she continued, "Please? Meet me at home at 7". She sobbed.

I hate those tears and emotional blackmail. I said, "It's not home it's your singhania mansion. I'll be there."

She started thanking me but I disconnected the call. I decided to leave as it's 6 now and that place is a bit far from here. As I was leaving, I saw a theif running with a purse of an old lady. I ran after him and kicked him. Knocking him down, I took the purse and called the police. The old lady who was with her friend, looked at me gratefully. She said, "Thank you dear. May God bless you."

"Thanks aunty"

Her friend was looking at me and then she spoke for the first time, "What's your name dear?"

"Amaira"

"Such a beautiful name" she complimented me.

I thanked her and went to Singhania mansion. As I reached, the mansion was eerily silent. I got inside and called Mrs. Singhania.

She came and she smiled at me saying, "Finally you came here dear."

"Get to the work."

"You want that ancestral property?"

"That's mine only"

"Not yet. You'll inherit it from me and what if I don't give it to you. Then, dear your whole business will collapse in seconds."

"And why wouldn't you give it to me?"

"Is that even a question? You don't even talk to me, listen to me or even meet me."

"What do you want?"

"Agree to my one condition and the property will be all yours."

"What condition?"

"Get married"

"To whom?"

"This guy" she replied showing me photo of the guy. The guy was none other than Omkara Agnihotri. That damn person who makes my blood boil. I can't stand him for a second and here she is asking me to get married. But wait a second, even if I agree he will never agree to marry me. So, I just have to agree and get the property. But what if he agrees? No way. He will never agree.

"I just have to agree to marry this guy and I get the property?" I inquired.

"Not just agree, you have to get married."

"What if he rejects me?"

"I'll make sure he doesn't."

That surity in her eyes wouldn't last longer as she isn't aware that I already know Omkara and we hate each other.

"The papers for the property?" I asked.

"Not so soon dear. You'll get them at your marriage."

"I agreed and you have my words so just give me the damn papers."

She thought for a brief moment and then gave me the documents.

"Sign them" I demanded.

She signed them not before reminding me about the marriage thing.

I took the documents and left. As I was driving back to my penthouse, a few thoughts crossed my mind.

Why is she eager to get me married? That too to him? What is she getting from it? I shook of my thoughts and slept as soon as I reached home.

MORNING

I was woke up by ringing of my phone. I lazily picked it up. It was Mrs. Singhania.

"Come to singhania mansion before 7. It's urgent."

"Why?"

"The guy and his family is coming at 7."

"Ok" I disconnected the call.

I got ready for the day and chose the outfit

I reached singhania mansion at 6:50. Just at time. I got off the car and went inside. I saw Mrs. Singhania working in the kitchen. I sat in the living room. Soon, Mrs. Singhania was done with her cooking and came out and said, "Oh dear you look gorgeous."

I nodded as if acknowledging her. She was about say something but was interrupted by the knock at the door. She opened the door and there he was with his family. I took a glance at his outfit and realised that we were twinning.

He also looked at me while I was openly checking him out. He racked his gaze up and down on me and I could feel his piercing gaze very well. Then our eyes met. We were both staring at each other's soul and before we could kill each other with eyes. Someone cleared their throat. I looked to find that friend of the old lady. I greeted his family and got to now that she was his grandmother. Mrs. Singhania made them sit in the living room and asked me through eyes to serve the food which I refused by shooking mu head sharply. Having no choice, she went to kitchen and served the food.

Before she could say something, his mother asked, "Is it made by amaira?"

"No aunty I don't know cooking" I replied.

His mother said, "That's okay. Not a big deal dear."

I faked a smile at her. They started talking about a few things. And after what felt like eternity, his grandmother said, "We like the girl."

"We also like the boy." replied Mrs. Singhania.

"Now let the groom and bride talk for some time privately" said his mother.

Hearing this, Mrs. Singhania told me to take him to the garden and talk. I got up and was followed my him.