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
5 hours ago. Ron's POV It was Sujal's birthday, and I was thinking about how to tell Raj, Sujal, and Viren about Roohi being in love with Vihan. How would I explain how our little sister Roohi came to seek help from me. But I had to, so I asked everyone to meet me before Sujal's party; we decided to meet at Malhotra's estate. Roohi has always been our princess and I could do anything for her. But this time, she wanted me to help her make her best friend, Vihan, a playboy, fall for her. Her problem was that he flirted with everyone in the city except her. She wanted me to make him realize that she could be more than just his friend. I tried to put some sense into her that he was not good enough for her but she threw an ultimatum saying that she would shoot herself if anyone tried to make her marry anyone else. So she would either marry him or not marry at all. I decided to help her under pressure and started working on it. I knew that everyone in my family, Raj, Sujal, and Viren,
Ron's POV “I need to know that he’s willing to go to any lengths to protect her, to put her first. If he can’t do that, then he doesn’t deserve her.”Shaurya sighed, shaking his head. “Alright, I get the sentiment, but what exactly do you want me to do?" I hesitated before answering, knowing how insane it sounded. “I need you to send Roohi anonymous gifts and messages. Nothing creepy—just enough to make Vihan think she has a stalker.”Shaurya stared at me, slack-jawed. “Are you out of your mind? You want me to pretend to stalk your sister? Do you hear how insane that sounds?”“It’s not stalking,” I insisted. “It’s… creating a scenario where Vihan has to step up and protect her.”“Ron, that’s the literal definition of stalking!” Shaurya exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. “And what if she freaks out? Or worse, if she goes to the police?" “She won’t,” I said confidently. “Roohi trusts Vihan. She’ll turn to him for help, and he’ll do whatever it takes to figure out who’s behind
Ron's POV I could see he was desperate to express his feelings. I could guess from his tense body language, but I didn't want it to happen then and there, so I didn't give any chance to express his feelings by keeping Roohi busy from spending any time alone with him. Then he exposed Raghav Arora and found out even the minutest thing against him. I had most of that information, but I knew Vihan would not allow that to happen and would do something. If he had not found anything in Raghav, I would have used it or given that file to him. But Raj was getting annoyed with Vihan as Raj noticed him flirting with Roohi and he even punched him.I had to make him understand but it was not easy. So first of all, I asked Ruhan's views about Vihan, and he said that he was cool and cared a lot about Roohi. I asked if he could think of him getting married to Roohi and he nodded. " She is so boring, she needs someone like Vihan. " He said with a grin. And I told him everything. He was okay with it.
Ron's POV " What the hell are they doing, we can't see this. " Raj said. I sighed, taking a sip of my drink." Ron!! This is getting too much. " “They’re just children, ” I muttered." I can't see all this. " He said. " Then don't look. Turn your back." I replied. " If you will not stop them, I will. " Raj said " Why? You can do all this with Myra but can't allow our sister to do it?"" Myra is my wife. " " She was not when you dated and kissed her. " I reminded him. He made a face. Sujal appeared beside me, arms crossed, watching the chaos unfold. “ What the hell! I’m going to kill him.”I nodded. “Fair! But we must recall that they are in love with each other. And no other man has ever taken so much care of her other than us and Mihir. He has always taken care of her. ”Sujal glanced at me, surprised. “Really?" He raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying you have no issues with him and you want them together?”" I have not met any other man, who is as much in love with her as he i
Vihan's POV I tightened my hold on Roohi. "I know who it is," I growled. "I’ll handle him right now."Before she could stop me, I stormed back into the hall, fury coursing through my veins. My vision blurred with rage, and then I saw Shaurya. Without hesitation, I threw a punch straight at his face without a second thought. He staggered back, crashing to the floor."Vihan, what the hell?!" Viren shouted before landing a punch on me in shock.Chaos erupted around us."WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? He is not the one!" Roohi's trembling voice pierced through the madness."HE’S THE STALKER!" I roared, my fists still clenched, my rage barely contained. "HE’S THE ONE WHO SCARED YOU! WHO SENT THOSE THREATS!"Shaurya, still on the ground, groaned as he sat up, touching his bleeding lip. His eyes widened in confusion. "What?! What are you even talking about?"Roohi, still shaking, turned to Viren, who looked just as shocked as she was. His eyes darted to her tear-streaked face, his expression softe
Vihan's POV "Ron, You will come with me. You have been very distracted all evening. Now you are coming with me or stay here till all your issues are solved. " Mahi said in a high tone. What happened to her??" Oh, calm down, my Love. I am sorry, of course, I am coming with you." He said pulling her in his arms. Pregnancy hormone?? Oh, God!! " Vihan, this has to wait!! We will clear this together; I promise Shaurya will not harm you or her. Rest assured." Ron said. I nodded. " What happened, here? " Raj asked again. " I will explain later, let's go home. " Ron said. I turned to Roohi. My anger faded as I saw her standing there, still looking shaken. I stepped closer, my voice softer. "Don't pay heed to what that stalker says, Nothing will happen to me. " Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, I saw trust. She gave a small nod.Soon we all went back home, but I was still lost in the events from the last three hours. One thing was certain—this wasn’t over.Why was Ron so cool even
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