Roohi's POV "Hey!" Vihan’s voice brought me back. "What are you thinking? Come on, let’s dance."I scrambled for an excuse. "Er… I’m a bit tired. And hungry."His brows furrowed slightly. "You’re hungry? Let’s go grab some snacks or food then."Before I could respond, another voice cut in."Dr. Kapoor, may I have the pleasure of another dance with you?"I turned to see Dr. Parshav standing before me, his hand extended and a charming smile on his face. He’d joined the hospital recently, and while he was kind and courteous, I knew this wasn’t just a casual invitation if he dared to ask me to dance again later in my brother's presence. "No," Vihan said sharply, stepping closer to me.Parshav’s smile didn’t waver. "I wasn’t asking you. Unless, of course, you’re also Dr. Kapoor?""No," Vihan retorted. "But she’s tired."Parshav chuckled. "Ah, nothing to worry about. Roohi, if you’re too tired to dance, you can step on my feet, and I’ll do all the work. Besides, I insist. As a new member
Vihan's POVEveryone was dancing, even Mihir was dancing with Tami now, for a man who claimed that he had nothing to do with his wife, was glaring at every man who looked her way or dared to dance with her. Even I got those glares; well, I was only trying to see if he felt anything for her or not. And I also wanted to distract myself as otherwise I was going mad, watching Roohi dancing with Siddh and Parshav, so I did what always came naturally to me, flirting. By the time the dance was over, and I came back, Ron had asked Tami to dance with him while Mahi asked Mihir. I saw Roohi looking at them and smiling when Ron finally swapped the partners. I went to ask her to dance but she said that she was tired and hungry. I felt disappointed but thought that we could dance after having something for a snack or dinner. But just then that... Man came and asked her to dance with her once again. Again?? Why? I had not even danced once with her, I was not going to get her away from me. But I
Vihan's POV“Roohi, you must let me show you around Bikaner sometime,” he said with a dazzling smile. “The palaces, the traditions—it’s a world of its own.”“Oh, that sounds wonderful,” Roohi replied, her eyes lighting up.Wonderful? Really? What’s wonderful about being paraded through the old forts? And if she really thinks that's wonderful, I have those too, probably better ones, they are not even dusty as some of them are converted in hotels, the rest are preserved. I will take her around each and every palace and fort my family owns. “Roohi,” Parshav said, leaning in with all the princely charm he could muster, “you really must visit Bikaner. We host the most exclusive polo matches, and the royal gallery has some rare artifacts that I think you’d love.”“Oh, that sounds amazing!” Roohi said, her face lighting up.Amazing? I almost choked on my drink. What’s so amazing about horses running around? If it was just about showing off wealth, I had more cars in my garage than he had h
Vihan's POV I grabbed a plate and started loading it with food, hoping it would distract me from the ridiculousness of the situation. But then, as if the universe wanted to test my patience further as if the situation wasn’t bad enough, Siddh picked up a piece of kebabs and offered it to her. “Roohi,” Parshav said, leaning closer than necessary, “You have to try this. It’s divine, the best on the menu.”And she took it? Did she actually let him feed her? Why?? Was that the last kebab in the party?? I stared, my grip tightening on the spoon I was holding. Did I accidentally walk into a historical drama where men fed women kebabs as a declaration of affection? Because this wasn’t normal.Siddh wasn’t far behind. “Try this stuffed naan, it’s perfect with the dal.” Here, let me get you some.”He reached over to her plate like it was the most natural thing in the world, and I swear I saw red.“Oh, how thoughtful,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Maybe you should feed her too. Yo
Vihan's POV Next morning It was early morning, and since I was too determined to catch that delivery man or stalker, I got ready and reached the hospital by half past Six. Once again, I hid myself and had a backup ready to catch any delivery man or stalker. In about 30 minutes, I saw someone approaching the department. He didn’t carry the tell-tale uniform of a delivery man or a florist. Everything about him screamed he was up to something wrong, he looked suspicious as he wasn’t walking like everyone else. He was sneaking — eyes darting nervously, his shoulders stiff, like he was carrying the weight of guilt.The man seemed to be in his late twenties, dressed casually in jeans and a dark blue hoodie that hung loose over faded jeans and a cap pulled low to shield his face. But it wasn’t enough. His movements gave him away. His gaze darted down one hallway, then another like he was searching for something — or someone. His left hand twitched at his side, and his right was grippin
Vihan's POV I took the package inside, my heart pounding.Once I was alone, I tore the wrapping open. Inside was a white dress and an envelope.I opened it, pulling out the card.The words inside made my blood run cold.“I want to see you... Let's meet. I know there is no one special in life, so I want to be that person in your life. Wear this dress for me and, click a picture, put that up as your social media profile. I will come and meet you."I crushed the card in my fist, rage bubbling inside me.This wasn’t just admiration. This was a warning.Someone was watching Roohi. Someone who thought he had a claim on her.And I wasn’t going to let it go.Returning to the delivery man, I shoved the crumpled card into his hands.I asked the guard to look for any kind of identity card, he found his Adhar card and driving licence I told him to take it and took his phone number I told him to report to me as soon as he got any such package again.He nodded quickly, clearly terrified. “I’ll l
Vihan's POV " I hope you are not angry with me now. I know Mihir is very upset with me. I will apologize to him when he calms down, but at least you should try and understand that he would be much happier with Tami as she adores him. I never loved him that way, he was always just one of my 3 Best friends." " Are you happy now? " I asked though I already knew the answer to the question. "I am at the top of the world." She replied with a genuine smile and I hugged her. " Can I ask you something?" I asked. Anything!! " “Gauravi,” I began nonchalantly, sitting beside her. “What’s the deal with Kabir?”Her eyebrows shot up, and her lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Oh? What’s with the sudden interest in Kabir?” she teased, her eyebrows wiggling. “Tired of chasing every girl in the city? Are you thinking of switching teams?” I rolled my eyes, but her teasing didn’t deter me. “Very funny, Gauravi. Just tell me what you know about him.”She ignored me, clearly enjoying herself. “
Vihan's POV Next morningI was losing my mind, and I found myself pacing the length of my mansion, replaying every interaction I’d seen between Siddh and Roohi. It wasn’t that he was overly attentive, but he did seem to go out of his way to include her in conversations. Was I overthinking this? Or was Siddh hiding something?I called Mihir, he picked up the call." Hey, what's up?" He asked. " Where are you? When are you coming back? " " I am back, we came back last night. What happened? You sound anxious. " He asked. " Mihir, we need to talk; something is very serious; I am going mad. I need to ask you something. " " Sure come over to my office. " He said and I drove to meet him. He was waiting for me. " What is the matter? " He asked. I told him about the stalker and the gifts, cards, messages, etc., and also how I caught the man who delivered them. He was shocked to know that. " This is more than serious, Vihan. We must tell her family about it; it is not a small issue; what
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