Mahima's POV
I took a deep breath once she left and went to lock the door.
" Why are you locking the door? I would never even think of touching you. Not even with a pole. " He said.
" Oh, please!! I shut the door So that no one comes in and I am spared from sharing that bed with you. I would rather die than do it. " I said. He glared at me.
" Really? Great!! Stick to that. Why didn't you say that in front of my parents? Tell him you hate me as much as I hate you. " He almost yelled.
" I wish I could... but I could not say that because they are like my parents and have done so much for me. If your dad has asked me to marry his driver, I would have agreed. So don't flatter yourself." I said firmly looking into his eyes.
" Seriously? But you agreed to marry me, so are you pretending now
