Bound By Vows ?

Siya's Pov

After half an hour I exited the washroom rubbing my face with a towel. I noticed Kanishk wasn't in the room that's when I heard voices coming from the balcony.

I walked towards the door and stopped. I wasn't being snoopy but I just wanted to go out and get some fresh air and he just so happened to be there.

As I walked towards the balcony I heard him talking to some...girl? "I know Aisha that's not how it is done," then a pause, "why don't we meet and discuss this tomorrow in my office?" he asked and I wondered who this Aisha is.

"No, not in the hotel, meet me at the office," he says and my eyes widen. Who the hell is this girl that wants to meet my husband at a hotel?

I grit my teeth irritated and walked toward the bed.

I don't care, I don't care if he talks to some girl, I will also not care if he goes meet the girl at the hotel.

A tear rolled down my eye, frustrated with the exhausting day and frustrated with my husband.

I don't care if he will meet her tomorrow in the office or hotel, let him do whatever he wants, it's not like he cares what I feel.

I wipe down the tear as I heard Kanishk walk back inside the room, I applied my regular cream on my face and arms and realized Kanishk staring at me.

I ignored him.

After done with my self-pampering, I put down the cream and lay down in the bed covering myself with the blanket, not before turning off the bedside lamp. And made sure I was turned the opposite way from his side of the bed.

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The next morning I woke up a little bit late than usual, I blame all the exhaustion and crying I did last night for my grumpy mood the next day.

I noticed Kanishk was already up so I arranged the bed and went to the washroom for the shower. After the shower, I wore my black knot blazer dress which reached up to my knees, and put on some light makeup with some dark lipstick. 

I liked dolling up and looking pretty for myself, it just boosts my confidence in life.

I walked out of the room and saw Kanishk in the kitchen and my brows furrowed. That was a scene I never saw.

I walked into the kitchen and Kanishk immediately looked at me alarmed and I look down at what he is doing suspiciously.

I saw a batter which had too much water in it, what is that supposed to be exactly?

"Are you making something?" I asked and walked towards the fridge to start making breakfast, I realized Kanishk was still in his regular clothes and he was still not ready for the office. 

"Uh yes, I was going to make breakfast for the both of us, but it looks like I did something wrong," he answers with a slightly dejected sound which made me smile but I didn't show it, I was pretty much still, a little pissed at him for last night.

"What is that supposed to be?" I ask him keeping back the bread I removed to make for breakfast and walked towards him.

"Pancakes," he says and I see a tablet lying ahead of him with a YouTube tutorial on how to bake a Pancake was going on.

I smiled inwardly and nodded at him. "You put too much water, let me do it, you go get ready," I say and tried to take the spatula from his hand but he took it away.

"No, I'm making breakfast today, you go sit," he says and I look at him surprised.

What is up with him today?

"Won't you be late for the office?" I ask him and he just nods his head.

"I will be late, but I'm still going to make the breakfast," he says determinedly.

"Why?" I ask, unsure what exactly he was doing.

"I regret talking to you that way last night Siya, I apologize for saying all that, I really am sorry, I just wanted to apologize to you with some good breakfast as you make for us every day but-" he says sincerely and looks down.

This wasn't something I expected from my husband. Not at all.

He was getting late for his office but he still wanted to make breakfast for me because he felt bad about last night. And I know he never goes to his office late. I looked up into his eyes and saw how sincere he was and suddenly my heartbeats rose just like that did last night when he put his arms around my waist.

"It's okay," I tell him with a genuine smile and his eyes go towards my lips as soon as I smile and this time I felt butterflies in my stomach, what was going on?

I turned around towards the pancake batter and cleared my throat, "Let me do that correctly," I say and this time he let me take the spatula from his hand and then I look around for the cornflour and took it adding a little bit of it in the mixture and started stirring it and again I felt this gaze on me.

"You sure know how to cook," he says after some minutes, and I smile nodding my head.

"Yes, mom taught me when I was younger, I loved cooking so she-" I stopped talking realizing if I say anything I will start blabbering non-stop and he would get annoyed and go back to his angry grumpy mood.

"What happened next?" he asks and I look at him and see he was curiously listening to me and I stand there surprised.

I was about to continue talking when his cell rang in the living room, "Excuse me," he mutters and walks out of the kitchen.

And suddenly I remembered Kanishk talking to some Aisha, should I ask him who she is?

I shake my head realizing that it would look desperate and he would think I was jealous, which I am not but still.

Kanishk did not come to the kitchen again and I scowled. So much for apologizing for yesterday with the breakfast when I am the one doing everything.

I was busy scolding my husband internally when my cell rang and I picked it up, it was Vihaan.

"You need to get to the office asap," he says as soon as I receive the call and I get worried.

"Is everything alright?" I ask rubbing my hand with a towel.

"No, remember The Huyu project?" he says as I hear shuffling at his side and this time I grow more worried.

The Huyu project is my dream project and one where I was going to get profit worth crores, if I can grab this project, our company would be the leading one in the industry.

"What about it?" I ask Vihaan already making my way outside.

"There is a competition," he answers and I grit my teeth.

"Who?" I ask, already angry at the person who was competing with me for my dream project.

"You're not going to like the answer," he says and I close my eyes, already predicting it.

Dev Sinha.

"Tell me," I say still needing to be wrong in my assumption.

"It's your husband, Kanishk Kapoor."

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