Roohi's POV I was standing in front of the mirror, my gaze shifting between the two dresses laid out before me. The first one—brought by Ron Bhai—had been an exquisite evening gown, designed to highlight my elegance and grace. The other, chosen by Vihan, had been more beautiful in its own right but had lacked the personal touch that Ron’s choice carried. Well, Ron had more experience as he was already a loving husband who did a lot of shopping with her. My fingers were hovering over the fabric, my heart was waging a silent war against my mind. If I would choose Ron Bhai’s dress, Vihan would undoubtedly feel the sting of it. But if I wear the other, Ron bhai would be disappointed, even angry. I knew Bhai was only trying to shield me from more pain. If he had not helped me, I would have still been upset to see Vihan with others and craving for Vihan's attention. A deep breath settled my thoughts. Love alone was not enough. Vihan has to fight for me, has to prove that I hadn't been j
Roohi's POV You did this, didn’t you?! I raised my eyebrow asking silently. He smirked. I knew it!! I glared at him. Oh, I was going to kill him.But first—I needed to change the dress. I rushed out, and from the corner of my eye, I saw him following me. "Gauravi, you bought a dress just before coming to the party? Why?" I asked with an eyebrow raised, daring her to lie. She shook her head and smiled," Well... Sorry, I didn't." "Why did you help him? " " He is in love with you, finally. Why are you being so difficult now, I know you love him. Then why?? You both love each other. " " He needs to win me all over again. I can't let him decide what he wants. I want to make sure that he does not go back to his old ways. I want to see how far he will go to get me back. " I said and she nodded.Vihan’s POVShe went out of the party with Gauravi. I followed her and saw them talking. I could see that Roohi was a bit upset with her. Gauravi hugged her and went back. I was following
Roohi’s POVI rushed back to the party and slipped in without getting noticed. " Attention everyone!! On the occasion of my Big Brother's birthday, we are going to start our new ballroom. So, all of you, please proceed this way. " Sahaj said, and there was a loud round of applause. Everyone was so excited about it, including me, and we all followed him. We were handed masks to wear, everyone seemed to be excited. This was going to be the most happening party in the city. The grand ballroom was a spectacle of opulence, adorned with cascading chandeliers casting a warm, golden glow over the masked revelers. Soft music floated through the air, mingling with the gentle hum of laughter and conversation. I adjusted the delicate mask on my face, its intricate design both concealing and revealing, offering a sense of anonymity amidst the familiar faces of my family and friends.I tried to ignore the way my skin tingled under Vihan’s gaze. I could feel him watching me, which was exactly why
Roohi's POV Before I could inquire further, she stepped aside to reveal Vihan. My heart skipped a beat, memories of our recent encounters flooding back."Vihan," I managed to say, keeping my tone neutral. "I didn't expect to see you here."He offered a charming smile. "Saanjh was kind enough to invite me. I hope you don't mind."Mind? The audacity! But before I could respond, Saanjh interjected."Roohi, I need to steal you away for a moment. There's something I need to discuss with you."She grabbed my hand, leading me away from Vihan and into a quieter corner of the ballroom."Saanjh, what are you doing?" I whispered, glancing back to see Vihan watching us."Trust me," she said, her expression earnest. "Just give him a chance."Before I could protest, the lights dimmed, and the music shifted to a soft, romantic waltz. Couples began to pair off, moving gracefully to the melody.Saanjh gave me a gentle push back toward the dance floor, where Vihan stood waiting. Taking a deep breath,
Roohi's POV " I want you to do something before that. " He said with a naughty smile.Hell!! God this is not fair. He can't smile like this when I am feeling so defenseless. And what the hell was he going to tell me to do?? " What?? " I asked holding my breath. He leaned in slightly, eyes twinkling. “Just one little thing.”I sighed. “What?” He grinned. “Say it.”I frowned. “Say what?” he wanted me to say that I still love him?? Here?? “ Say...that I won.”What?? Idiot!! I rolled my eyes. “You did not win.”“Oh?” He gestured to my dress. “You’re wearing my choice. You danced with me. I am sharing food with you here in front of everyone And—” He picked up another spoonful of mousse. “—you haven’t been able to stop thinking about me all night.”My mouth opened, then snapped shut.Because the worst part?He was right.But I’d rather die than admit it.So I grabbed the spoon from his hand and flicked the mousse on his face.It landed right on his cheek.Vihan froze.I gasped. Shit!
Roohi's POV I ran back to the party, my heart racing as if it were still caught in Vihan’s grasp. The warmth of his lips on my cheek lingered, making my skin tingle. God, what was happening? One moment he was annoying me with his playful antics, and the next, he was declaring that I was his—always had been, always would be.And I loved it. Every single bit of it. But I couldn't let him know that. Not yet. Not until I was sure that he had suffered enough for being an idiot all these years and would not go back to his old habits and I would have forgotten everything after his beautiful confession but bhai would not let him off the hook so easily and I needed bhai's support to convince all the other members of my family. I slipped through the crowd, hoping to put some distance between us before I melted down with his hot and romantic techniques and did something stupid—like throwing myself at him. Sujal’s birthday party was still in full swing. The elegant ballroom sparkled under the
Vihan's POV Before I could argue, someone bumped into me.A tall, stunning woman blinked up at him in surprise and turned to see a familiar face. Great. Just what we needed. “Oh! Vihan?” she said immediately with a broad smile. Oh, no!!! Not now. Not in front of Roohi.I forced a smile. “Uh… hey.”The woman—Mishti, I think?—grinned. “Wow, I didn’t expect to see you here! Still as hot as ever. You still light up the room." I forced a laugh and glanced at Roohi. I saw her eyes, burning with anger and something else__ maybe a hint of jealousy. Maybe she still felt the same for me. ”Mishti twirled a strand of her hair. “Remember our last date? God, that weekend in Goa was wild.”Her words felt like a splash of cold water. I forced a smile, trying to hide the discomfort that churned in my stomach. I glanced quickly toward Roohi, hoping to see her support, but all I saw was a flicker of annoyance in her eyes. I knew then that she did not like being reminded of my past.I coughed. “Yea
Vihan's POV I saw some of the girls back away, but a few did not. My stomach churned as memories of wild nights flashed before me. That old, careless man was gone, replaced by someone who would fight for every bit of love Roohi and I shared.At that moment, I looked again at her eyes. Despite the teasing, I knew she believed in us. I felt both pain and hope in the silence that followed. I made a silent promise: no matter what, I would protect our love and stand up to the past and any family anger that tried to come between us.A couple of the girls rolled their eyes and walked away, while the others sighed dramatically before following.Finally.I turned to Roohi. “That was—”“Humiliating?” she finished for me.I rubbed my face. “A little.”She smirked. “ No! That was fun.”I groaned. “You enjoyed that?”She shrugged. “It was nice seeing you squirm for once.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re evil.”She grinned. “You deserve it.”I stepped closer. “You know what else I deserve?”She arched
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