Married To Mr Nightmare

MAYRA'S POV

"We’ll all miss you, Dr. Mayra," Receptionist Samantha said, passing me few documents. I took them from her and offered her a weak smile. I am also going to miss everyone here.

" Call me anytime, Sam, we will be just one call away."

" Okay, Mayra. Here you go." She added and placed my transfer letter on the desk.

"All the best for your new journey."

I nodded and automatically, the corner of my lips twitched as I glanced over my name mentioned in the documents.

Sometimes it feels strange to watch my name written without any family name. But I couldn't help it. I don’t even know who my family was? Whether they are alive or not? All I know is that someone from my orphanage had told me years back that I had been there since the day I was born.

All my childhood and teenage years had passed in crave for the love of family. I had seen many of my friends back in the orphanage getting adopted. I always felt envious of them because no one ever spared me a single look to thought about adopting me. But now it doesn't matter to me. Being alone for whole my life of twenty-four years, taught me that love is not always about expecting, but it's all about offering.

" Dr. Mayra, are you okay? You seemed zoned out."

I laughed nervously at Sam's word and wrapped my arms around her, reassuring her that I was fine. After bidding my good bye to everyone, I made my way to the airport.

From today I am going to have a new start of a my journey, starting from the place where it all began. After six years, I am returning back to the country where I had grown up.

I still remember the day when I turned eighteen and all ready to left the orphanage. It was a great luck of mine that I got a scholarship for a medical college in abroad. Then after completing my studies I got an internship as psychiatrist. And after few years later, I ended up with the name 'Dr. Mayra.'

As I reached my destination, I sighed. Everything is going to change. New country, new city, new hospital, new people, new life. Let's just hope that this new journey will bring some new chapters in my life.

"Barbie doll."

A huge smile formed over my cheeks as I heard very familiar voice.

Tilting my head a little, I arched up my eyebrows in surprise and walked to the person standing in front of me. After adjusting my backpack on the right shoulder and pulling the suitcase along with me.

" Hey," I whispered softly and wrapped my arms around him.

" Welcome back to India."

" How are you, Vishal?" I asked, ignoring the smirk which constantly appeared across his face.

He was definitely planning something.

" Well, since now you are going to be a part of the hospital where I work, then I’d say I’m good." I shook my head at his cheeksy tone.

Vishal is like my good friend. We both had met few years back in one of a medical conference and since then, we share the bond of friendship.

He is a well- known surgeon but he can be quite childish.

" Look, doll, in this hot weather also, I came to pick you up from the airport. Now, please don't just stood here like a statue. Come on, let's go. After dropping you off at to your new house, I have an important thing to do."

I nodded and quickly sat inside his car.

Biting the corner of my lip, I mentally debated that whether I should ask him or not? The question that had been bothering me from so long.

To my periphery, I looked at him, only to find him with a giant smile on his face.

Why does he seems so happy with my arrival?

" Why, Vishal?"

" Huh?"

" Why did you wanted me to come here?" I asked hesitantly.

He looked into my eyes then said, " You'll see."

Okay, so he is not going to give me the real reason.

" Look, Mayra, there's something in which I need your help. I can't tell you what exactly, but now you seem like my only hope."

He sounded calm, but the hint of little seriousness in his tone didn't go unnoticed by me.

" You know, Vishal, I am already here so there is no chance that I will return back after knowing the reason. Trust me, you can tell me. I promise I'll try to help you in whatever you need."

He averted his eyes from me and fixed them on the windshield.

" Do you know Rehan Malhotra?"

I had a sudden urge to laugh at his question.

" Come on, who doesn't know him?" I replied and that's when the corner of his mouth broke into his signature smirk.

" Well, he's going to be your next patient."

He announced with a casual shrug. I blinked twice to register his words.

Rehan Malhotra? The billionaire Rehan Malhotra?

" Relax, okay? He’s also a human."

" Do you know him?" I asked him in surprised tone and he chuckled.

"Yes, Barbie doll. I know him. He is my best friend."

" You never told me about this." I whispered.

"You never asked."

" B-But why me? He can hire any best Psychiatrist then why me?"

How am I going to treat him? He's such a big personality. I had never seen him, but the stories I've heard about him were enough for me to have my heart fill with pure respect. He had worked really hard to build a huge empire in the business world at such a small age. I can imagine the number of sleepless night he might had spent for achieveing all the success. But why does he need a psychiatrist?

" Because you are the best I can ever find for him."

I flushed.

" Can I ask you something?"

" Sure, doll."

" Why does he need a psychiatrist?"

His face became hard at my question and the a second later, I regretted asking him that.

" He doesn't, but I need you for him."

I knitted my eyebrows in confusion.

Huh?

He exhaled a deep blow of air and his held on steering wheel tightened a bit.

"I will give you his medical files tomorrow."

" Okay."

" We are here. Go and take proper rest, you might be tired from the journey. If you need anything,  just drop a message, okay? Otherwise, we'll meet tomorrow. Take care."

He said before placing a kiss on my temple.

" My life is strange, isn't it?" I asked myself once when I reached on the balcony. Grabbing the seat on couch, my eyes wondered over the sky. The sun was settling down and slow breeze was passing through my skin.

I don't know why it feels like Vishal was hiding something from me. Like there was some other reason beside treating Rehan Malhotra.

REHAN'S POV

" Get the fuck out of my office."

I spoke calmly, spinning the paper weight over the table.

" S-Sir...I need this job."

He again repeated the same sentence more like after sixteenth time.

I blow out a small amount of air and tilted my head towards him. His face was all restless with heavy amount of sweats. My eyes went over his trembling fingers which were gripping some documents.

" You want this job? THEN WHY THE F*CK YOU TOOK LEAVE FOR THREE DAYS WITHOUT PROVIDING ANY INFORMATION?" I asked still trying to calm my temper as much as possible but all this bastrad do was to hung his head low.

F*ck this shit.

" LEAVE NOW."

" Sir, my wife was sick, I-I.."

My lips broke into faint smirk. So this f*ucking bastard choose his wife health's over his job? Great! Another reason that why he don't deserve to work in my company.

" Now you have two option either get the f*ck out of here or wait to watch how I make sure that no company will ever hire you."

His face became more pale and without saying anything next, he walked out. I pushed the paper weight from the table and next it lied scattered pieces of glass on the tilted floor.

" Sir, do you need a little distraction?"

Tara, my secretory asked entering inside and closing the door behind her. She walked to me and stood in between my legs. I raised my eyebrows but she leaned closer and loosened my tie with her perfectly manicured fingers.

Who am I complaining? She's one hell of sexy distraction. She very well knows how to make my mind blank with her f*ckable body.

Licking her lips, she pulled her top over her head. I smirked and smashed our lips together. She let out a moan as our tongue collide. Lust was at it's best on me when she pushed her body more closer to my chest.

" Dude I am warning you if you don't stop f*cking her then one day you're gonna end up having STD."

I clenched my teeth as I heard the door getting open and hearing the familiar voice. Tara quickly maintained a breathable distance with me and glared Vishal who was looking at her in disgust.

I rolled my eyes and leaned more into the leather chair, pressing my fingers over my forehead.

This Vishal has worst timing.

Tara put her top back and started walking towards the door, throwing draggers at him all along the way.

" Hey Asshole."

" Oh Hey back, miss STD transmitter."

Once Tara went out, he grabbed a seat across the table and started wriggling his eyebrow.

" Why are you here? Don't you have a work in your hospital?" I asked slightly irritated with his stupid behavior. He rolled his eyes and leaned forward only to pinch my cheeks.

" VISHAL, I DARE YOU TO DO SOMETHING IMMATURE LIKE THAT AGAIN AND TRUST ME, NEXT YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF IN THE HOSPITAL BED."

He sighed and pulled a blank face. I clenched my fists in frustration. What the hell is wrong with me? Why this sudden pathetic mood swing?

" What's wrong?"

He asked with his voice lacing concerned.

" Piss off."

" Look Rehan, I am your best friend and for god's sake stop behaving like I am your enemy. WHY CAN'T YOU JUST TELL ME THAT WHAT HAD HAPPENED?"

He yelled in hollow voice but when I didn't replied anything, he just drank the water.

" That f*cker choosed his wife's health over his job."

I added blankly and pressed my eyes shut trying to avoid his gaze.

" You were jealous of him, weren't you?"

I swallowed the thick amount of lump forming in my throat.

Jealous?

Maybe, after all that employee had someone to return to his home unlike me who had nothing but this company to run.

" Out, now."

I stated simply and he scoffed.

" Bro you love me, don't you?"

" Vishal stop acting gay and come to the point. What do you want?" I asked ignoring the weird look he was giving with his lips pulled out and wide eyes. Bloody Drama queen.

" I've found a bride for you."

I chocked on my saliva at his words. What the hell?

" Before you kick me out of your cabin, just hear me out, okay?" He said in panic and passed me an innocent look. I nodded hesitantly and that's when he smiled from ear to ear.

" Rehan you've promised me that you'll do anything if I ask. So today I am asking you to marry someone of my choice. Please only for my happiness, agree to this marriage." He explained in one breath and looked everywhere but me.

" You will destroy that woman's life."

I stated.

" She's not any ordinary Woman. She has a heart of gold and believe me Rehan, one day you'll thank me for arranging your marriage with her." He exclaimed happily.

I had an urge to laugh at his stupidity. I might end up marrying someone of his choice but not even my wife will be able to bring the change in me.

Vishal is my friend but still there are many secrets to which he is unaware. If only he had known everything then definitely he would have never tried to set up my wedding with anyone. A person like me don't deserve any of this.

I had done those terrible things which were hard to forget. That pain, that guilt, that agony was not something to forget. They had trapped my heart.

The woman with the heart of gold also would never be able to mend my broken soul.

" Look at yourself Rehan. You're most eligible bachelor blessed with perfect look and all the riches. Any woman would die to marry you but still at the age of twenty seven, you're single. But isn't like I am complaining, I am actually glad that you are single because if anyone deserves to be your wife then it’s Mayra, only her."

You're not getting Vishal. In reality no one deserves to be the wife of a fucking Nightmare.