Vihan's POV I pulled into the driveway, the tires of my car crunching on the gravel as the sleek black BMW parked beside mine came into view. My mood, already on the edge from a long day, took a sharp dive. I wasn’t in the frame of mind to entertain anyone, least of all uninvited guests.Pushing the door open, I stepped out and walked towards the house, my thoughts swirling. Maybe if I went straight to my room, I could avoid whoever it was. But as soon as I entered, Mom appeared in the foyer, her eyes lighting up at the sight of me.“Vihan, there you are! Come in, we have guests,” she said with a bright smile, gesturing towards the drawing room.I peeked in and immediately regretted it. Sitting there, sipping tea, was Mom’s friend Mrs. Chauhan and—oh, no—her daughter. I felt a wave of irritation rise. Not this again.“Mom, no. Please,” I muttered under my breath, trying to convey the depths of my reluctance with just a look.“Vihan,” she said firmly, ignoring my protest, “come and me
Vihan's POV I knew Mihir loved Gauravi and things became awkward between them at times. I made it a point never to flirt with any of them and I managed it quite well till recently. I always saw how hurt Mihir used to get whenever Gauravi cleared it that they were just friends. I never wanted to have that awkward moment, but...Shit!! This wasn’t like me. I didn’t want to get attached to anyone seriously, especially to my best friends, Gauravi and Roohi. They were my friends, and I never wanted to spoil my relationship with them or make things awkward between us. But since Mihir's wedding, things have changed for me with Roohi, it seems I have no choice as I cannot get her out of my mind. I leaned back against the headboard, staring up at the ceiling as the memories were replayed in my mind. Her laughter, her remarks, the way her hair fell over her face when she leaned forward to make a point.What was happening to me?I sank onto the edge of my bed, running a hand through my hair
Vihan's POV In about 15 minutes, I was ready to go; I picked up my keys and was going out when I saw my mom standing in front of me. Oh, God!! She would ask me about the stunt I pulled yesterday in front of her friend. "Where are you going, son?" "To the hospital, Mom. Where else would I go?" "Before Seven in the morning? You go to the hospital around 9:30. What is so special today? " Mom asked keeping her hand on her waist. " Mom!! I have some important errands to run. " " Such as? " She asked. Just then I saw Dad coming there with a smile. " Mom, please, can we play these twenty questions later on? I am getting late." I said. "You would not even set a foot out till you reply to me. " " Dad!! Please help me." "Sandhya..." "You keep quiet, Vikram. You spoiled him. He is not going anywhere, till I play twenty questions with him." Mom scolded Dad this time. " Mom! Dad, tell her to let me go." I pleaded as Dad was easier to convince. " Sorry!! Who will help me with your mo
Vihan's POV A man. Mid-thirties, lean build, with a slightly unkempt appearance. His clothes were plain — a grey shirt untucked over faded jeans. A cap was pulled low over his eyes, and a scruffy beard covered half his face.The moment I saw him, I knew something was off. The man stood out immediately. He wasn’t just walking. He was prowling. He moved with a nervous energy, glancing around like a rat searching for a hole to dart into. His eyes shifted left, then right, scanning the corridor. He looked like he didn’t belong. Like he was waiting for something — or someone.I pushed off the wall, my muscles coiling with tension. I moved closer to him without making a noise, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. He lingered near the door, peeking in, then glancing behind him. Suspicious. Too suspicious.My heart pounded.I moved slowly, silently closing the distance between us. He hesitated near the supply room door, glancing behind him one last time, and that’s when I saw that he pu
Roohi's POV. Last nightWe came back from Viren Bhai's party. It was a good party, but when I got there, I was feeling a bit guilty as Vihan had called me earlier and wanted to be with me. But as instructed by bhai I refused to meet her. Bhai had instructed me never to be so keen on meeting him. In fact, I must show that I am least interested in meeting him, as I have other more important things in my life. Vihan seemed very desperate to meet me, and it increased my heartbeat beat, but I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts and told him that I couldn't change my program. I was shocked when he even asked me to take him to a party with me. He had never done that till now. Why was he behaving like that? Was it my bhai's magic?? Well, I had to collect every ounce of willpower in me to say that I couldn't take him there. I could not explain it to my brothers. He sounded very disappointed. Aww... Sorry Vihan but I can't refuse anything to Ron bhai. I went there but was a bit upse
Roohi's POV I finished my breakfast and I went to the hospital. When I reached my department, I saw another big box of assorted chocolates, with a card attached saying_"How can someone look so pretty, so sensitive and sensible, yet so cute and adorable at the same time? So a sweet gift for a sweet angel. I am going crazy... So are you ready to meet me? If yes, please change your DP on your Instagram account, and use the picture of yourself in the red dress you were wearing yesterday. I will come and meet you very soon."Oh my God!! I was shocked to see that the admirer knew that I was wearing a red dress yesterday. This was getting too much... Shall I talk to Ron bhai about it?? If I talk to anyone else, they will start roaming around me like my bodyguards, especially Raj and Sujal. No!! Just then vihan came in. He looked a bit serious today; he frowned as soon as he saw the box. And without saying anything he pulled the card out of my hand. I could see his jaw and fist clench
Roohi's POV"Okay, fine," he admitted, grinning. "Maybe I helped the universe along a little."I knew it!! I shook my head, laughing softly. "You’re unbelievable, Vihan.""Maybe," he said, his grin widening. "But you have to admit, it was pretty entertaining."I didn’t disagree... So I nodded. “You were enjoying that, didn't you?” I asked him. He grinned, “More than you’ll ever know, buddy.” “You’re impossible, Vihan.”“Impossibly charming, you mean,” he said, winking at me.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t hide my smile.Tell me about your date last night." I changed the topic, as I wanted to see his reaction. " It was great!" He shrugged. Liar!" Was it anyone I know?" I asked. " No, you don't know her. " "Oh okay. Well, I have to go for my rounds. " I said and he nodded." Me too. I have surgery to assist my Dad. Will talk to you later. But do not respond to this person. Throw everything out. Wait, give that to me; I will do the honor." He said firmly. "Bye, Vihan! All the
Vihan's POV I was losing my mind because of what happened an hour ago. Roohi was upset with me and was not even talking to me. She yelled at me because of that man??? I was looking for her to ask her if she would like to go and meet Gauravi as she was back. I wanted to know her story so that we could help reduce the tension between Mihir and Gauravi. They both were our best friends... Just then, I saw Roohi talking to someone on the phone, but when I realized that she was talking to none other than Krish, I got angry. I proved to her that the man was not worth talking to, so why was she entertaining her? He asked her to come out with him and she refused his offer... She should have disconnected the call immediately, but she kept talking, and then she said, "Yes!" I lost my mind thinking that she agreed to go out with him as she could not say no because he was persistent to take her out and then she again said, " Yes, of course!".I took her phone and threatened him. She got annoye
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