Arrange Marriage

Kililia

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Arrange Marriage CLOSED

The idea starts simple, its about a young woman sent to USA to meet/marry her husband for the first time. She was told he was a simple hard working man in a small business. Only to discover as she learns to know him. He is actually the right hand man of an organize criminal lord.
 
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Lalita arrives at the lobby with her luggage, looking around nervously. She pulls out a picture of her husband, her father gave her as she looks into the crowd. She is wearing a traditional red saree, her brown hair braided down to her bottom. Ater looking for a while and tired from teh trip she sits on a bench holding her old luggage close to her as she did not know what else to do.
 
Alan Jackson finally makes his way to the International arriving flight area. His contact has given him a picture and description of Lalita . . . ahhh, he sees her sitting on a bench by herself and makes his way over to her. "Lalita, I am Alan . . ."
 
Lalita

Lalita looks up startled, smiling at him shyly: Hello...I am Lalita....but i guess you know that....*blushes, glances at her picture and back at him quickly before placing it away. She picks up her luggage: Well...ummm...i...i...ready...if you are...*smiles*
 
Lalita.. this is my body gaurd...Ron"

Ron smiles at you devilishly...and looks like he's carrying a big package.
 
OOC: Masculino98 - Kalilia intended for this to be closed for her and me . . . thanks for understanding.
 
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Picking up her luggage, "My car is just outside. Shall we go?"

As they drive to his house, soon to be theirs together, an uneasiness keeps them from talking. Alan does take several glances in her direction and likes what he sees; even in her traditional clothing, he can tell she is quite attractive. And being the 'good businessman' that he is, he will determine very shortly if he made a good investment or not.
 
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Lalita smiles shyly as she gets in the car, she never imagine she would move so far away from her family to meet a stranger,now her husband. Finds her looking down at her hand as many questions runs in her head, like his likes and dislikes, whats his favorite hobby or color. Yet she finds herself unable to find her voice as she sat in his car,beside him. Blushes as she senses him glancing at her,tensing up as she she did not know how to react to his attention as this was the first time she was alone with a man.
 
As the reach the house, Alan picks up her luggage and leads her into the house. Aware that she is very uncomfortable in such a new situation, he sets her luggage down in the living room. "How about a cup of tea? We can sit at the table and talk a few minutes . . . get acquainted a little?"

Alan uses every opportunity to look Lalita over, trying to gauge just what she will look like with no clothes on . . and wondering if she has even a basic knowledge of sex.
 
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Lalita walks in the house and looks around and noticed everything was so organized. She nods: yes please, if you don't mind....i would like that... She smiles shyly as she notice he was quite handsome even he carry a strange aura about him.
 
Putting the pot of water on to boil for tea, Alan point to the table and chairs . . . have a seat. Sitting down across from her, he takes her hand in his . . ."I know this is all new to you, so I will be gentle with you . . . but you are my wife and there are certain things I will expect from you. Do you have any questions while the water is heating?"
 
Lalita sits down as she looks up at him blushing as he takes her hand in his as she listens to him.Sums up her courage as she ask in a faint voice with a slight accent : I...do..not know...much about....all this *blushes* your the ....only man i met...i...was not allow see boys before.....*gulps* I ...don't...know anything...about marriage life...*lowers her gaze embarrased.
 
I promise to take my time with you . . . and will help you fulfill your role as my wife . . .

Here, our tea is ready . . . let's enjoy this tea then I will show you the rest of the house . .
 
Lalita smiles at him: thank you...for understanding....*nods* i would love to see the rest of the house. She finds herself relieved as she feared he might end up as a monster.She was so grateful he was a kind & patient person, relaxed for the first time: Do you have family here?
 
After a few minutes, he stands and offers his hand . . . "Let's have a look around. As far as family, I have a sister. She and her husband and two children live in New York, so we see each other only once or twice a year."

Showing you around the house, room by room. Picking up your luggage, I lead you down the hall toward the bedrooms. Entering the master bedroom, I set your luggage on a stand inside a walk-in closet. "This is your closet. My secretary will come by tomorrow to take you shopping for some new clothes. She will be able to assist you in finding things you feel comfortable wearing."
 
Lalita ask shyly: i would love to meet your family one day....Why only once or twice a year? It must be hard for you....*She follows behind him admiring every room with awe as they were so nice and wide. Blinks: secretary...shopping? *shake her head* that's not necessary...I have clothing...please don't concern yourself about me, i am good...but thank you for your concern...*blushes as she opens her luggage and begins to pull different traditional dresses and places them in the closet.None of her dresses were fancy, half were old and the other was made of simple materiel,except the one she wore.Places the luggage at the bottom of her closet as she closet the door; its very nice,thanks you. So i understand you work at home? I will try not make to much noise...
 
First of all, it's about quite a distance from here to New York, so it's quite an event for either of us to make that trip . . . we talk frequently by phone, and are happy to see each other when we can. Yes, i do work from home so my secretary usually comes in about 10:00 every morning for a few hours. I'm sure you are quite comfortable with your clothing; I was just thinking that you might like a few more things in the style we have here in this country, so I will insist on sending you out with her tomorrow.

I will probably be going to bed in about and hour; perhaps you would like to take a shower or a bath after your long trip?
 
Lalita smiles as he speak of his family,glad to hear he valued his family.Nods: Oh yes...i understand...*pulls out her purse: I brought my savings, i can change in in American money to shop. I can take the bus or subway, i have a good sense of direction...*not wanting to impose so much on him* There is no need to have anyone assist me, i am sure they have better things to do..*smiles* I can handle it on my own, i would just need this address...*Nods as she goes to her luggage to pull her own towel, accessories and head to the washroom. Closing the door behind her as she runs the water and undress. Once the bath was ready , she slips in the bath and lay down under the bubbles and close her eyes as she relaxes.
 
Sitting in the bedroom, reading until Lalita returns from her bath. Indicating the chair next to him, "Please sit. Lalita, there is something we need to discuss. You are here as my wife and tomorrow an official will come to the house to take care of the legal matters which will settle that."

"When I tell you that things are going to be done in a certain way - such as my secretary taking you out shopping for clothing - that is not a suggestion; that is what will be done and when it will be done. The decision is already made; it is not open for discussion. If I wish your input, I will ask for it. Do you understand?"
 
Lalita smiles as she sits down and listens, nodding as he informs her the legal details. Tense up as he explains the rules of the house, she never expected him to be so stern. Hesitates to reply, lowering her eyes as she nervously rubs her hands together, whispers: I.....I...understand....*looks up worried: I did not mean to be disrespectful...its just, I didn't want to be a burden...I know women here are very...independent . I thought that's what you wanted...that's why i saved up and learn a bit of this city....*lowers her gaze *
 
"Lalita, this marriage will be a bit on an adjustment for both of us . . . I do not intend to be harsh with you, but that is the way I would like to handle things, at least for the beginning."

"I am about ready to go be bed myself. Since we are not yet married, if you prefer, you may sleep in the guest room across the hall until we are legally married, then I will expect you to join me in my bed. The decision is yours."
 
Lalita gulps: oh....i....see......*tense up at the idea* ummm...you mean...sleep only right...not ...you know...*blushes* I mean...not that...i...I *cant put them in words as she turns beet red*
 
"Lalita, it is your decision where you will sleep tonight . . . you have had a long journey and a long day; it would probably be best if you get a good night's sleep to catch up with yourself." Watching you turn beet red . . . not wanting to embarrass you any more than you already are. "If you prefer, you may sleep with me in my bed, but I will not expect any sexual relations with you tonight . . . we will save that for tomorrow night." I know that I an going to have to do some 'teaching' when that time comes, which actually sounds like fun . . .
 
Lalita hesitates a moment before replying : I...will...ss..sleep here...if you don't mind...*blushes as he mention teaching her something in bed: I'll go..change....*gets up slowly and goes to pull her nightgown in the closet. It was an old long red nightgown, to big for her. But she goes to the washroom to change, returns a few minutes. Her long wet brown hair coming down to her derriere.Walks up to the side of the bed, hesitating before slipping under the covers,staying tightly on the edge, about to fall over at anytime as she was scared.
 
Alan steps into his dressing room and puts on a pair of silk boxers, turns out the lights, and crawls into the king-size bed; since he usually has the bed to himself, he almost naturally takes his place in the middle of the bed . . . bumping into you. "Oops, I'm not used to sharing my bed . . ." and rolls back to one side. I know you are most uncomfortable . . . your first time in the same bed as a man, the man who will be your husband tomorrow and who will be expecting sex from your tomorrow night . . .

In an attempt to help you calm down, I reach over and rub your back gently . . . "just try to get some sleep, Lalita, but don't be afraid to wake me if you need anything."
 
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