Page 29 of Twisted Deceit
Was the need to reach out and slap him an excuse to touch him? Physically be close to him?
“I don’t know what you’re aware of, but I want you to be respectful to my family and staff.” She walked close to him, looking down at him as if it was a way for her to assert her statement.
He didn’t say a word for a long moment and slowly stood up, holding her gaze. Her chin tilted up as she held her ground. “I’m the Thakvar who leads the Kanwar clan. Everyone, including the Kanwar heir, is answerable to me.” He paused as if in reaction to the way her eyes narrowed. “As the Kanwar heir, I take it you know the rules of the clan you represent.”
Her chest heaved as she tried to hold in her anger. The man knew how to get under her skin, and she could not. What worried her more was that he seemed to have a permanent plan to be Kanwar's head, and her only way out would be to leverage the contract to get out of this marriage of deceit.
One end of his mouth twisted like he was enjoying her reaction, and she dug her nails into the side of her palm to stop her from slapping him.
“Get some sleep. We have a lot to do on our honeymoon.”
What the heck did he mean by having a lot to do? What was the fake honeymoon trip for?
“Where are we going and why?” she demanded.
He smirked like her question was amusing. “It’s a surprise for you, dear wife.” His tone was almost flirtatious.
Her jaw dropped. It was his way of keeping her in the dark. “What? No. I need to know where we’re going.”
“You’ll know when we get there.”
She took a step toward him. “Tell me now, or I’ll get off the plane.”
“Sure.” He nodded, unfazed by her threat. “I’m sure you’ll have a good explanation to your aunt as to why you didn’t go on the honeymoon. Especially the one your husband planned to surprise you.”
“Yes, I do.” She stood her ground and was vexed by his constant threat of disappointing her aunt. “It’s my aunt’s birthday in a week, and I will tell her I do not wish to go on this trip.”
Something sparked in his eyes, but he looked at her silently for a long moment. “Nowhere in the contract does it say that I need to disclose the details of our travel destinations. I’m sure you remember that.”
With those words, he left her standing, frozen in the middle of the room. She didn’t know how long she was processing the situation until the pilot announced their upcoming departure. It wasn’t until she heard the pilot speak that she remembered she was on a plane and not in a hotel room.
Travel was a dream come true for her, but she wasn’t thrilled about the way things were.
Chapter 13
Aadhya was pissed with the man who was her husband even as she got out of the plane the following day. Although she slept like she was on steady ground, she felt groggy. All because of her stunning yet annoying fake husband. She didn’t like how he kept using her aunt as a weapon against her.
She looked at him as he stood at the foot of the stairs, holding his hand out for her. She realized he had no trouble putting on a show as the ideal husband. What was worse was that she could not stop admiring how gorgeous he looked in a button-down shirt with jeans. His eyes were shielded behind dark sunglasses, but she knew he always had his eyes on her.
Always keeping an eye on her just like she did on him!
She avoided his eyes even as she placed her slender hand in his and looked around the small airport for signs telling her where they were. The signs looked like they were in English but were in a language she could not read.
“Where are we?” she asked again, unable to contain her curiosity, as he helped her into the back of an awaiting SUV. His silence irked her, and she took a deep breath, trying hard not to get worked up.
Why should she care? She was there to fulfill a clause on the contract that’s it. Why let his behavior bother her?
She ignored him for the entire car ride. Not knowing how long it would be, she turned on her phone and was glad she had coverage. She opened the maps app on her phone. Her eyes widened when she saw they were somewhere in Europe but not in any major cities.
Why they were there, she had no idea.
Looking at the map reminded her of her travels with her friends in the past couple of years. It had been a while since she had talked to her friends. Not having cell phone coverage in Singoor was one reason, and the other was him. Just the amount of shock she had to deal with was just intense.
A smile played on her lips when she saw a couple of her friends online, and she quickly got immersed in the group chat that started. Questions poured in about the wedding that her friends could not attend. She had discouraged them from attending taking into account the unrest in the region. When her friends asked for pictures from the wedding, she was stumped.
The day was a blur and she could not remember posing for pictures. No wedding pictures were taken in the temple for sure, but she needed to be in the state of mind to click new ones. When her friends insisted that she send at least one picture, she impulsively held her phone up and captured a photo of her and the annoyingly handsome hunk of a husband in a flash.
She sent the picture and smiled. There were a lot of compliments flowing in, and as she took in the picture, she caught something in the background. Beautiful lush gardens. She looked up and gasped when her eyes fell on a majestic building that was far away.
