Vihan's POV The paper folded again. The space left was barely enough for one foot.I knew what was coming next. If we wanted to stay in, I would have to hold Roohi even more intimately.I didn’t even want to think about what my face looked like right now, but I could feel the heat rising up my neck. Every nerve in my body was screaming at me to pull her closer, to not care about anything else.I didn’t have time to figure it out.Because I was done.I knew if I stayed in this game any longer, I would do something reckless.I needed space.I never felt this way with anyone else. And I would not have hesitated to pick up a girl a few months back. But I wasn’t just any guy dancing with just any girl. I was Vihan. She was Roohi. I loved her. Her brothers were here and could feel two heated sets of eyes on me. If I held her the way I wanted to—the way I ached to—they would rip me apart. Not that I cared much about them. The real problem was her.I wasn’t ready to let her see me like thi
Vihan's POV I just blinked at Roohi. “What’s wrong with me drawing circles?” I asked, feigning innocence. “If you didn’t like it, you could’ve told me sooner.” I leaned forward, smirking. “Fine. From now on, I’ll draw hearts.”Roohi shot me a glare. “Don’t you dare?”But her lips twitched, and I knew she was holding back a smile.Raj, still curious, asked, “What’s this about drawing circles, Roohi?” But Roohi changed the topic. I smirked. She was fun when flustered.The game continued with more revelations. Raj shared a heartwarming story about re-proposing to Myra after their wedding, earning collective ‘awws’ from everyone. But when it was Gaurvi’s turn, the mood shifted.She hesitated, glancing at Shlok before speaking. “The most unforgettable moment of my life… was when Shlok saved me during a landslide.”A heavy silence filled the room."He didn’t care about his own safety. He shielded me, risking his life to keep me safe," she continued, her voice thick with emotion. "That was
Vihan's POV Before I could say another word, her phone started ringing. I clenched my jaw. Who was calling her this late at night?I will kill the man if it’s the stalker.Roohi glanced at the screen, and I leaned in to see it too. Raj. I let out a breath, relieved it wasn’t some unknown creep, but still irritated. Can’t they just leave us alone for a while?"I need to take it," she said, already reaching for the answer button.I grabbed her hand gently. "Let it be, please. He must just be telling you to go back to your room. Please don’t go yet. Don’t take the call. Just tell him later that your phone was on silent.""Vihan, he will get annoyed if I don’t.""And I—" I ran a frustrated hand through my hair. "I’ve been trying to talk to you since Mihir’s party. Every single time I want to say something important, someone or something comes up. No, not this time. I need to get this out of me now."She hesitated. "Vihan—"And then her phone rang again.Ron this time.I swear, I will bea
Vihan's POV I came back and saw that Siddh was sitting in a quiet corner, sipping black coffee and scrolling through his phone, while Parshav was still occupied with Raj and Myra. I decided to confront him—subtly, of course. I slid into the seat across from him, my movements casual and controlled but my heart pounded with an unfamiliar urgency.“Hey.”He looked up, surprised but not unwelcome. “Vihan. What’s up?”“Nothing much,” I said, leaning back in my chair, my voice light, nonchalant. “Just thought I’d check in. You’ve been spending a lot of time with Roohi lately.”Siddh raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. “She’s my sister’s best friend, and we’ve known each other since we were kids. Why wouldn’t I hang out with her? Why does that bother you?”“I don’t know,” I shrugged, keeping my expression neutral. “You usually keep to yourself when it comes to girls. What changed?”He chuckled, shaking his head. “Vihan, are you seriously questioning my intentions with R
Vihan's POV I was too worked up at the moment to go and sleep, so I thought of taking a walk. Just as I stepped outside, I saw Gauravi and Shlok returning from one of their moonlit strolls" I thought you went to your room, Not tired yet? " I asked. “Had gone for a walk. Heading to our room now,” Gauravi replied.“Gauravi, can I talk to you for fifteen minutes?”" Now? " Shlok asked looking at his watch. " Please!! I need to talk to her in just 15 minutes. " I said." What do you want to talk to her about? She is my wife; you can talk in front of me; we don't hide anything from each other." Shlok’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening around Gauravi’s shoulder." I know that she is your wife, and you both are very close but I want to talk about something private, about my life. So please leave. Don't worry; I would not flirt with her; I have never flirted with her in my life. Ask her! " I said. Shlok exchanged a glance with Gauravi. After a moment, she nodded, silently pleading wit
Roohi's POV I was feeling bad for Vihan, so once Myra Bhabhi slept, I talked to bhai. " Bhai, I am not feeling good, I yelled at him. " " Well, he deserves at least that much for breaking your heart so many times. " Yeah, okay!! But I think it is enough!! I can see that he looks at me, the way I used to look at him. " " No!! He has to prove that he deserves you. " " Bhai, now this is getting too much. You made him fall for me. Thanks a lot, but I don't like to see him craving to talk to me when I also want the same." " No!! I just made him realize that he loves you. Now, I want to see his determination to get you in his life; I want to see how he would ask for your hand and explain his Playboy image to our family. He gas to prove his worth to me if you want me to convince the whole family. " " Bhai, please!!! Every time, he tried to start a serious conversation, someone or the other interrupted us. I am sure he was going to express his feelings. " " That's because I don't wa
Vihan's POV I called Mihir as I needed to confront him and got to know that he was in the hospital to see off Tami as she was going to a seminar and camp. I went looking for her and found him standing near the main entrance of the hospital; the ambulance and the staff were already leaving. And Mihir was holding Tami in his arms. Wow!! He was getting bold. He was marking his territory. I didn't want to disturb him so I saw them from afar. Tami left with Parshav but Mihir kept standing there looking in the direction. He seemed to be late, so I went to him. " She is gone! What are you looking at?" said. " I want her back... Did you see how he asked her to dance with him? He could have asked Sagarika, Sri, or even Roohi, but he asked... " " Hey, why could he ask Roohi? " I asked. " Because she has not been in any relationship till now and is not married like Tami," he explained, and I calmed down. " Tami looked sad today, did you say something to her after you went to your room?
Vihan's POV I wanted to think properly before facing Roohi today as I had already hurt her a lot over the years so now I just needed to think before doing anything. It was time for the rounds, and we finished them and went back to our department; I was still explaining and briefing about a patient's case history and the treatment he had already gone through when I got a message. I checked it, I was surprised to see that it was from the security guard assigned to the medicine department. Oh, god!! It meant that something happened there. I took the call immediately, Finally, someone sent the gift again. I opened the message immediately. "Sir, Another package just arrived; we held the man."A chill ran down my spine. I excused myself, muttering something about an urgent call, and made my way to the building’s entrance.What the hell. I had been so engrossed in overseeing everything that the persistent threat to Roohi had momentarily slipped my mind. Muttering about an urgent call
Six months laterI stared at the two pink lines for the fifth time that morning. No matter how many tests I took, they all screamed the same thing.Positive.I was pregnant.“Oh my God.” I sat back on the bathroom floor, breath caught somewhere between stunned and giddy. A dozen emotions danced in my chest—shock, nervousness, excitement… and one tiny, trembling ball of fear.Because how exactly was I going to tell Vihan Rathore—my drama king of a husband—that we were having a baby?I opened the bathroom door to find him already awake, shirtless, hair messy, standing with a cup of coffee and his ever-annoying smugness.“Took you long enough,” he said. “I was about to send a rescue team.”“I—I was just—uh…” I fumbled with the test behind my back.His eyes narrowed. “You okay?”I nodded, trying to hide the nervous grin tugging at my lips. “Totally. Peachy.”He squinted. “Roohi. What are you hiding?”And just like that, he stalked over to me, snatched my hand, and caught sight of the preg
Roohi's POV The moment we stepped off the seaplane, the warm, salty breeze kissed my face. A long wooden pier stretched out over the bluest water I’d ever seen. Palm trees swayed in the distance, and a small villa stood waiting like a dream.“Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Kapoor,” the host said, handing us two chilled coconuts. “You have the island entirely to yourselves.”I looked at Vihan, completely overwhelmed.“You did all this?” I whispered.“For you. For us.”The villa was breathtaking—open air, wooden interiors, a bed that faced the ocean, and an outdoor shower with a tub made of stone nestled under a canopy of trees."This is breathtaking. Awesome! " I said. He carried me straight to the bed and laid me down gently.“You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of this,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Of waking up to you. Sleeping beside you. Making love without anyone around having to sneak on us.”My breath caught.We didn’t speak for a long time after that.Only touched.Only felt.On
Roohi's POV He looked effortlessly elegant in an off-white kurta with muted gold embroidery, his eyes scanning the room before resting on me. He waited patiently as my family welcomed him.Mom handed him a sweet with a smile. “Welcome, beta. You’re part of this madness now.”Dad and Tauji patted his back. “Come in. We’ve all been waiting.”Ron stood silently, watching. Not disapproving—just protective.“You’re officially our kanwar ji now,” he said. “Hope you’re ready.”Vihan smiled. “I think I’ve always been ready. I just needed her to agree. By the way, I hope you will not serve me your special snacks now. If anything happens to me, what will happen to your sister?”Ron’s eyes softened.Sahaj grinned. “We were planning a prank welcome dish, but the elders vetoed it.”“Good,” Vihan replied. “I’ve had enough pretend-smiling through terrible food, right Ron?”Ron smirked.The house turned lively—drinks, snacks, chatter. Vihan seamlessly joined in, discussing the hospital with Dad, lau
Roohi's POV Eventually—eventually—we managed to bathe and get dressed, though it took far longer than it should have. We were giggling like teenagers, stealing kisses between every ritual of dressing. He insisted on helping drape my saree, his fingers grazing my bare waist far more times than necessary. Each touch left a trail of shivers, each stolen glance heating my cheeks.“You’re so distracting,” I scolded, struggling to slip on my bangles.“Good,” he said with a wicked grin. “That’s the plan. Shall we_”"No!" I glared at him and he smiled. By the time we made it downstairs, we were both slightly breathless, flushed, and—undeniably—head over heels in love.His mom raised an eyebrow at our entrance.Vidhi Aunty leaned over and whispered something to Sandhya Aunty, making them both burst into knowing laughter.Vikram uncle clapped Vihan on the back with a smirk. “Well, well. Looks like the prince had a good night.”I turned crimson. Vihan just grinned smugly.“Come, beta,” Sandhya
Roohi's POV His arm curled around my waist, pulling me close until I was curled against his chest. He kissed my forehead, then my temple. "That was just the beginning,” he whispered against my shoulder. “I plan to worship you every night.”I laughed softly, burying my face in his chest. “You’re insatiable.”“And you’re intoxicating.”We lay in silence for a moment, the only sound of our breathing and the faint rustle of the curtains swaying in the breeze.“Vihan?”“Hmm?”“You were worth the wait,” I said. He turned, tipping my chin up to meet his eyes. "And you, Rooh... you were worth giving up every other woman in the world."My heart ached with how full it felt.This wasn’t just a wedding night, this was the night two souls found their forever.And I knew, deep in my bones, that he would never let go.Not of me.Not of us.********I woke to the softest caress against my cheek.Warmth surrounded me—his scent, musky and deliciously masculine, still lingered in the sheets tangled ar
Roohi's POVThe world, the palace walls, the weight of waiting, the ache of all the silent years. It all melted into the warmth of his lips.It wasn’t a kiss of hunger, not yet. It was a kiss of longing—soft, slow, reverent. Like he was tasting every unshed tear, every whispered prayer, every heartbeat I’d saved just for him.The kiss was soft at first—tentative, exploring. Like a question. Like he was asking for permission.I answered with a whimper, my hands sliding up to curl around his neck. He groaned low in his throat, deepening the kiss, his arms circling around my waist and pulling me against him.He groaned softly, his hand slipping around my waist, holding me like he was afraid I’d vanish.I gasped at the contact, my body was arching involuntarily into his. Every nerve was vibrating, every sense overloaded.My dupatta slid from my shoulder, pooling at our feet. I didn’t care. Not when he kissed me like I was the only woman he had ever wanted. Not when his hands tangled in m
Roohi's POV The door clicked shut behind him.And just like that, the world shrunk to the space between us.Vihan stood still, barely a few feet away, yet the energy radiating off him made it feel like he was everywhere. The glow of the soft golden lamps flickered across his features, casting gentle shadows that only deepened the intensity in his eyes. His sherwani, regal and crisp, still hugged his broad frame perfectly, but a few strands of hair had come undone—wild, rebellious, like the storm brewing in his eyes.Silence settled, thick with unspoken anticipation. The room, dimly lit by the golden glow of candles, flickered softly against my lehenga. The scent of fresh jasmine from my hair mingled with the delicate perfume on my wrists. My heart raced, each beat was like a thunderous echo in the hush.Vihan stood a few feet away, the soft rustle of his sherwani the only sound. The fabric hugged his broad frame perfectly, every inch of him exuding power and grace. His hair, just sl
Roohi’s POV" Vihan put me down! It is not our tradition; please, let's not spoil our GrihaPravesh." I said, and Aunty nodded with a smile. "Ours or not, I like this tradition, I want to do it." He argued. " He is my son." Vikram uncle said proudly. " He is your clone. Happy?? Both are too much." Aunty said and rolled her eyes. " Let your mom do her tradition and then you can follow yours. " Vidhi Aunty said and winked at him. He grinned I buried my face in his chest as his mother and aunt burst into laughter.Finally, he put me down. I was blushing. "Welcome home, beta," Sandhya Aunty said, placing a soft tika on my forehead.Vidhi Aunty and Vidhya held a golden kalash at the doorstep."Kick this gently, Roohi," Vidhi explained. "It symbolizes you bringing prosperity into our home."I did as instructed, watching as the Kalash rolled inside the house.Aunt Vidhi and my sister-in-law, Vidhya, stood beside her, giggling excitedly.Vidhya teased me while placing a bowl of kumkum wa
The Wedding The ceremony began with traditional grandeur.The mandap was set under a canopy of jasmine flowers, the fire flickered beautifully, and our families sat around, watching with joy.And Vihan?Oh my God!! He was watching me like a starved man.Every time I tried to focus on the rituals, his fingers brushed against mine, his touch electric, making me squirm.When we took our saat pheras, he tightened his grip on my hand, his thumb stroking circles on my palm.He and his circles...My entire body burned.When he applied sindoor, he leaned close, whispering, "You’re completely mine now, Mrs. Rathore."I shivered.And when he tied the mangal sutra around my neck, he bent down, his lips brushing the shell of my ear."I’m going to make love to you tonight."I choked on air.My brother glared at him. "What did he just say?"Raj bhai asked. "NOTHING!" I said, pushing Vihan away.Vihan just chuckled darkly.Idiot!! Devil!! ********Roohi's POV The moment I had dreaded all my life