Vihan's POV Then I realized that she was deep in conversation with someone—a delivery man of all people. He stood there, holding a giant bouquet of roses, a card, and a neatly wrapped box, while Roohi looked visibly puzzled. Curiosity tugged at me. “Good morning, Roohi,” I greeted, trying to gauge the situation.“Good morning,” she replied distractedly, not even looking at me.I frowned. What’s with her? “What happened?” I asked, stepping closer.She sighed and gestured toward the growing pile of gifts on her desk. “I don’t know who’s sending these. Since this morning, someone has been delivering flowers, cards, and now this huge gift box.”I raised an eyebrow. “And there’s no name on them?”“No name,” she confirmed, holding up a card. *Every once in a while, someone crosses your path and leaves you utterly breathless. You were that moment for me. I was mesmerized with you... awestruck. I've thought about this, and I can’t let the chance slip by. Would you give fate a little nudg
Vihan's POV "Vihan, please leave me alone," he groaned, rubbing his temples."Leave you alone? Why? We left you alone last night, but not now. You’re going to spill everything that happened!" I teased him. Then, noticing Gauravi’s absence, Roohi asked, "Where’s Gauravi, by the way?? Oh, she must’ve gone to her parents' place for the pag phera.""Ah, that makes sense," I said. "Is that why you’re grumpy? Don’t worry, she’ll be back tonight. Now, tell us about last night!"Mihir looked at me with a mix of anger and frustration. "I don’t know where Gauravi is, and I don’t care. She won’t be back tonight or any other night. She chose another man and eloped with him last night."We froze. Roohi and I exchanged a stunned glance before bursting into nervous laughter."What nonsense!" Roohi said before bursting into laughter. “Good joke,” I said, though something about his expression made me uneasy. “One night with her, and you’re already cracking jokes about her leaving? Not bad! Looks li
Vihan's POVI was shocked to see that A man stood near her department, looking oddly out of place in the bustling. His presence irked me instantly, and my annoyance only deepened when I recognized him."Garv?? " Roohi called his name. " What are you doing here?" I asked before Roohi could ask, my tone sharper than I intended. He ignored me and kept looking at her. The audacity."I wanted to meet..." he began, but I cut him off."This is not a place to casually meet someone. For God’s sake, it’s a hospital. Please leave." My irritation flared. What kind of man thought this was appropriate behavior?"Vihan, stop it," Roohi said softly, but I barely registered her words.Garv finally turned to me, his face a mask of indifference. "Excuse me, who are you? How can you tell me to leave? Do you own the hospital?"Oh, he had no idea."Actually, I do!" I shot back, my glare fixed on him. "Ask her. Roohi, do I own this hospital or not?"She hesitated, looking flustered. "He does... but Vihan—"
Vihan's POV I searched his picture on social media and found him immediately. We had a lot of common friends... Mostly girls. I went through them, and in no time, I had a fair idea of what kind of a man he was. I called one of the girls who has been hinting at me to take her out someday, but she was a bit clingy... I never liked her much, but I needed to talk to her now. I called her and asked her about him. She told me everything about him, she had been on a few dates with him, but she felt that he had anger issues. He was not too bad a person but he was not good for Roohi. My dad asked me to come and I went to his cabin. He showed me a report and asked me my opinion on it. I read it carefully and told him my diagnosis. He smiled and nodded. " Brilliant!! Though I don't like the way you flirt around girls; I am happy that you are a very good cardiologist. There were a few very fine things in that report that could have been overlooked by anyone. But you kept them in mind and yo
Vihan's POV Next day... I reached the hospital, saw Roohi's car there, and went to meet her, but I was rooted to the spot; the moment I saw her, she was wearing a long floor-length skirt and a beautiful traditional kurta, long traditional earrings, and a bracelet, was looking gorgeous. Her lips looked like the soft petals of a blush-pink flower. I was really attracted to her as...Shit!! No!! What was happening to me? Why was I reacting this way to her? Why was I looking at her that way? Was she getting more beautiful with every passing day or was I blind enough not to notice it earlier?? She was good-looking forever, but now she was looking more and more pretty... I had never flirted with Gauravi and Roohi, as the four of us were best friends. I might have made a nonserious, flirty comment about Gauravi but never about Roohi, as she always felt too cute and sweet. But what had changed now? It seemed that she had changed overnight. Not just her looks but mainly her attitude. Wa
Vihan's POV There was a letter inside written in a very neat handwriting. 'Hey pretty woman...They say a picture is worth a thousand words, so I tried to capture your beauty in these pictures and these photos left me speechless. Your beauty is not just in how you look, but in the way you light up the world around you. You lit up mine ever since I crossed paths with you. I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have someone as extraordinary as you in my life. If you’d be willing to take a leap of faith, I’d love to meet you—no strings, no pressure, just two souls and the promise of something unforgettable.Would you let me have the honor of seeing you soon on a blind date? The rest, as they say, is destiny."*I crumbled it and cursed. " Vihan!! Language!! " She said immediately. " I will kill this man... How dare he click your pictures... See he has pictures of the day before yesterday at the wedding and then some were clicked yesterday and some were clicked even today. A
Roohi's POV Oh my God!!! It felt so good. For years, I had been the silent admirer, the unnoticed shadow in Vihan’s life. He was always surrounded by people, always the center of attention, and always treated me like a dependable friend who would be there no matter what. I had grown used to being invisible to him in any way that truly mattered. But today, at Mihir and Gauravi’s wedding, things felt different.I was so happy that finally, Vihan had his eyes, ears, and mind on me. He was concerned about me, worried about me and it seemed that he finally felt at least something for me. He was getting paranoid about the gifts and all the men around us. If I knew things would change so much, so fast, between Vihan and me, I would have talked to Ron bhai earlier. He was a genius...A few nights ago...After Mihir's wedding... Ron bhai and Bhabhi were supposed to stay at Shah mansion for a few more days, but before going home, I went to meet him and hugged him. He hugged me and patted my
Roohi's POV He put his phone away, giving me his full attention. “Alright, what’s going on?”“What’s the matter, Roohi? You look like you’ve just lost a battle,” he asked. I tried to smile, but my heart was pounding. “It’s not a battle I’m worried about, Bhai. It’s a war.”Ron raised an eyebrow. “War? Against whom? Oh, our family? Because they want you to settle down? Yes, it would be quite a war. ” he laughed. " Bhai!! Please be serious. I need your help." I said making a long face. “Yeah, kiddo?” His eyes flickered up, brow raised. I hated it when he called me that. I was 26 now, not the little girl he used to boss around. “About what? You’re not getting into any trouble, are you?”I sighed, plopping onto the edge of his bed. “No, I’m not in trouble. I just… need your help.”That got his attention. He put down the files and gave me his full focus, the concerned big-brother mode kicking in. “Help with what? Is someone bothering you? I can...”“No, no,” I interrupted quickly bef
Roohi's POV Finally, we reached Jodhpur for the engagement. Most of our family friends, and relatives also reached there. Rathore family had made arrangements for all the guests in their various havelis. Our family shared it with my Mamu's family and Mohit's uncle's family; of course, Viren also stayed with us, though Shaurya also wanted him to stay with them. Jindal family, Shah family and Rajwanshi family stayed in one and Malhotras stayed at their own haveli with Sahil uncle as he insisted. So Gauravi and Shlok stayed there. Mihir and Tami have married again recently and were supposed to go on their honeymoon, but Vihan told him to go after our wedding, and then we all could go on honeymoon together; of course, he agreed to wait for some time as he could not miss our wedding. Rathore family stayed with Vidhi aunty and Shubh uncle in their main haveli. Vihan had barely let me breathe since our families had arrived here from Delhi, wrapping me in his possessiveness, his mischi
Roohi’s POV" Why did he ask them to do it?? " He asked. " What do you think?? " " You wanted me to get jealous??" " Correction!! Bhai wanted you to get jealous and react. " " But why?? He didn't even like me then. " He asked. " Vihan, I am sorry, I have a confession to make... But please don't be mad at me. " " Why are you saying it? I can't get mad at you. Tell me! " He asked looking into my eyes. " Bhai did all of that because I sought his help to make you fall for me. " I said. He looked absolutely shocked to know it. And finally, it sank into him. " You asked him to make me fall for you?? " He asked. " Means all that time, you have been in love with me??" " I fell for you even before I knew what love was and I never got over you. " I said and explained everything. He pulled me in his arms and kissed me so hard that I could hardly breathe; he broke the kiss only when we were short of breath. " You are a naughty girl, and that brother of yours is truly a LoveGuru. I swea
Roohi's POV I was enjoying every moment of our courtship period. One evening, instead of taking me to a fancy restaurant, he led me to a bookstore."For you," he whispered, guiding me inside.I gasped softly, my fingers itching to touch the shelves filled with stories and dreams. "Vihan…""You love books. I love you. So now, I love books too," he said simply.We spent hours there, picking books for each other. He sat on the floor, flipping through pages, looking at me like I was the most fascinating story of all.At one point, I found a book with a beautifully written love confession. I read it aloud, my voice trembling slightly.When I finished, Vihan took the book from my hands, set it aside, and whispered, "Mine was better."Before I could ask, he kissed my forehead and walked to the counter, buying every single book I had even glanced at."Vihan, we don't want so many books. " But he was adamant and we came back carrying lots of books. *******One night, long past midnight, whe
Third person's POV After Roohi’s family performed the ritual of blessing the couple, Ron handed Vihan a heavy envelope.“What’s this?” Vihan asked.“Your membership card to the 'Whipped Husbands' club,” Ron smirked. Everyone burst into laughter, including Roohi."Hey, what's wrong with OPH club? " Sujoy asked. "We all have been it's part."" Yes, but that is for oldies, uncle, new generation, new club. But of course, we will still be a part of that club as well." Ron replied " Who is the president of your club? " Rahul asked. " That we can decide later on." Shlok smiled. Everyone else nodded.******As the ceremony wrapped up, Sujal played a romantic tune, and everyone cheered for the couple’s first dance.As the music played, Saanjh and Sujal dragged the couple to the center for a dance. Vihan, ever the charmer, pulled Roohi close and whispered, “Ready to be Mrs. Rathore? I am excited to have you as my wife.”Roohi teased, “Let’s survive the engagement and wedding first.”The nigh
Third person's POV Ron and Raj, though furious beyond words, softened just a little at their mother’s words. But their rage was far from gone.Rohit finally spoke, his voice eerily calm. "We are going to make him pay for this."Ron nodded. "He won’t get away with this. I will ruin that family. "Raj let out a sharp breath. "If he even breathes in Roohi’s direction again—"Vihan stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. His expression was unreadable, his shoulders stiff, his entire body practically vibrating with a controlled fury. He walked over to Roohi, kneeling in front of her, cupping her face gently, as if afraid she would break."He’ll never touch you again," he swore, his voice thick with emotion. "I will make sure of it."Roohi looked at him, her teary eyes searching his, finding the raw intensity there. The protectiveness. The unspoken emotions that neither of them could voice right now.For the first time since she had woken up, she felt truly safe."Enough,"
Third person's POVThe atmosphere in the room was thick with tension and suffocating silence, each heartbeat echoing the rage and fear coursing through the family. Roohi lay on the couch, pale and visibly shaken. Every second felt like an eternity as everyone stood around her, restless and furious. Her mother, Sia, sat beside her, holding her hand tightly, whispering prayers under her breath. Priya and Sandhya were also waiting anxiously for her to be fine. Ron and Raj stood nearby, their jaws clenched, fists curled into tight balls as rage simmered inside them. Vihan, his usually confident and playful demeanor replaced by pure, undiluted fear, crouched close, his eyes fixed on Roohi's face.The mere thought of what had happened to Roohi made their blood boil. Ron, Raj, and Vihan looked ready to tear someone apart. And then, finally, a faint movement.When her eyelids fluttered open, the entire room collectively held its breath. For a moment, she looked dazed and confused. Her gaze
Vihan's POV My chest burned with fury. The rage inside me exploded. Over my dead body.“He’s planning to marry her,” Ron muttered darkly.“I will kill him before that,” Raj growled.We ditched our cars a short distance away and approached on foot, moving like a pack of wolves ready to tear apart their prey.Sujal and I spotted guards at the entrance. Big, burly men with earpieces. Armed.Ron smirked. “Shall we?”" No, I will handle him. " I said. Before I could do it, he and Raj took them down swiftly and brutally. A knife slashed through the air—silent, efficient.The first guard didn’t even get time to scream.We stormed in, our presence sending the men inside into chaos. Some of Ahuja’s hired goons charged at us, but we were ready.Raj and Ron took down the first two guys within seconds, fists flying. Sujal threw a punch that sent another man sprawling.I wasn’t even paying attention to them. My focus was singular. Roohi.We moved in deeper, sticking to the shadows. Every step wa
Roohi’s POVTaking a deep breath, I kept the phone in my grip and cautiously stepped out of the car, my heels clicking softly against the pavement. The girl wasn’t moving.Each step toward the girl made my heartbeat pound louder. My heart hammered as I knelt beside her, my fingers reaching for her pulse.Cold skin.No heartbeat.My breath hitched.My stomach twisted.Something wasn’t right.The hair on the back of my neck stood up.Then—A sharp, chemical scent invaded my senses.Chloroform.My heart slammed against my ribs.I jolted upright, whirling around—Too late.A hand clamped over my mouth.I thrashed, twisting my body, but someone grabbed me from behind, an arm tightening around my waist, and my scream got muffled.Panic exploded inside me.I kicked wildly, my nails scratching against rough skin. My phone slipped from my grip, clattering onto the pavement.NO!!! I couldn’t let this happen.I fought harder, my elbow slamming into someone’s ribs. A grunt of pain, followed by a
After about one and a half hoursVihan’s POVI wiped the sweat off my forehead as I stepped out of the operating room. The surgery had been intense, and every second had been a battle between life and death. But the patient was stable now.My first instinct was to pull out my phone and call Roohi. The thought of her alone, driving home, gnawed at me the entire time I was in the OR. I should have insisted harder. Should have made her wait for one of her brothers to come and pick her up. But she had smiled at me, kissed my cheek, and walked away with all the confidence in the world.I unlocked my phone, expecting at least a text from her.Nothing.A frown tugged at my lips. Roohi wasn’t the type to leave me waiting.I scrolled through my notifications. Missed calls from Ron. Missed calls from Raj.My heart dropped.I immediately called Ron back, my fingers trembling. He picked up a single ring.“WHERE THE HELL IS ROOHI?” Ron’s voice was sharp, panic laced in every word.I froze. My stom