Vihan's POV "Roohi_ I have been thinking of telling you something for some time now_"Just then her phone dinged.Roohi picked it up, and I immediately noticed the change in her expression. Her smile faded slightly, her eyebrows creased, and she looked tense."What happened?" I asked, my stomach sinking.She turned the screen toward me, and I felt my blood pressure spike."Hey, where are you hiding, beautiful? The world is looking dull without you. Please come out of your hiding and lighten up my world."I blinked at the message. Then I reread it.My blood boiled.Not. This. Again.I resisted the overwhelming urge to grab her phone and throw it into the nearest body of water.I clenched my fists, trying to control the irrational anger bubbling inside me. This wasn’t the first time she had received anonymous messages. Some anonymous creep had been sending her texts, gifts, and messages, and it was driving me insane."What the hell!! Who the hell is this?" I snapped, snatching her phon
Vihan's POV Next morning... I could not sleep for the whole night, I was waiting for Roohi to come back, but as expected, she didn't come back to me. Disappointed, I had to go back to my room. But for the whole night, I kept thinking about the stalker and how to talk to Roohi about my feelings. I was phrasing and rephrasing my sentences again and again. It was such an irony that I could talk to any stranger girl, could flirt with her smoothly, but was getting cold feet in talking to my Roohi. It was almost dawn when I managed to sleep. ********Well, I had one goal today—to get Roohi alone and talk to her. But with all the chaos around, that seemed impossible. Every time I thought I had a chance, someone or the other pulled her into a conversation. Frustration simmered inside me, but I masked it well, laughing along with the others.Mihir, surprisingly, was in a good mood. He didn’t even get too irritated when Ron, Mahi, and I teased him at breakfast about how he carried his wife
Vihan's POV "Tami is coming and I am very happy about it. We will have a good time. " Parshav insisted. I choked on my drink. "What?""Tami is going to a seminar with him?""Yes!" Mihir hissed. "You will let her go with him for two weeks? Fifteen days? Are you out of your mind? I would not allow Roohi to go out with him even for 15 minutes." "I tried to stop her, but she said it was good for her career. I don’t want her to go with him. I want to kill him, but I can't stop him. Everyone thinks he’s just joking because he’s funny, but he’s always with her. I don't like it. "I thought for a second, "Tell Gautam Uncle you’re not comfortable with her assisting him.Mihir groaned. "And what will I say when he asks why? ‘Oh, I just don’t like that my wife’s mentor is also a shameless flirt’?*" ‘Or should I say, actually, I just don’t like that my wife is over-friendly with that doctor?? He would punch me, saying that I don't trust my wife." Mihir had a point.But before I could think of
Vihan's POV " Roohi, enough!! You are not going there and if you even think of going away, I swear, I will tell you everything about the stalker to your family." I gave her an ultimatum. She turned to look at me as if I had committed a blunder. " You can't do that. " " I can. You brothers are always alarmed when you are with me even when they know I would not harm you in any way, and here a stalker is roaming around who might be dangerous, and they don't even know about it. I will tell them if you decide to go. Take your pick." " Go to hell!! " She stomped her foot. " I am already in hell, these days," I muttered while she turned to go away. At least be with me to make it easy for me." Oh, my God, you are so jealous. " Mihir said. I glared at him for rubbing salt into my wounds. "Relax, go and flirt with Sri or Sagarika." He said. " No, I have stopped flirting with girls?" I shook my head. " Really? " " Don't you dare ask that if I am interested in dating men now!" " No!
Vihan's POV The dance continued, the music dictating our movements. I was holding her as casually as possible, but every second felt like a battle against my own desires.I wasn’t used to this. I was an expressive man. When I felt something, I said it. When I wanted something, I went for it. But with Roohi, I was walking on a tightrope, careful not to tip overThe song ended, but I didn’t let go immediately. Neither did she.For a second, it felt like we were frozen in time—like something was shifting between us, something undeniable.And then Raj’s voice shattered the moment."Alright, that's enough!" Raj said in a sharp tone Roohi immediately pulled away, flustered.And I?I let her go. But I didn’t want to.And yet, all I could think about was the way Roohi had felt in my arms.All I could think about was the way she had looked at me—not as her best friend, but as something more. Did she also feel something for me? But then why was she looking for other men as an option? Maybe i
Vihan's POV The paper folded again. The space left was barely enough for one foot.I knew what was coming next. If we wanted to stay in, I would have to hold Roohi even more intimately.I didn’t even want to think about what my face looked like right now, but I could feel the heat rising up my neck. Every nerve in my body was screaming at me to pull her closer, to not care about anything else.I didn’t have time to figure it out.Because I was done.I knew if I stayed in this game any longer, I would do something reckless.I needed space.I never felt this way with anyone else. And I would not have hesitated to pick up a girl a few months back. But I wasn’t just any guy dancing with just any girl. I was Vihan. She was Roohi. I loved her. Her brothers were here and could feel two heated sets of eyes on me. If I held her the way I wanted to—the way I ached to—they would rip me apart. Not that I cared much about them. The real problem was her.I wasn’t ready to let her see me like thi
Vihan's POV I just blinked at Roohi. “What’s wrong with me drawing circles?” I asked, feigning innocence. “If you didn’t like it, you could’ve told me sooner.” I leaned forward, smirking. “Fine. From now on, I’ll draw hearts.”Roohi shot me a glare. “Don’t you dare?”But her lips twitched, and I knew she was holding back a smile.Raj, still curious, asked, “What’s this about drawing circles, Roohi?” But Roohi changed the topic. I smirked. She was fun when flustered.The game continued with more revelations. Raj shared a heartwarming story about re-proposing to Myra after their wedding, earning collective ‘awws’ from everyone. But when it was Gaurvi’s turn, the mood shifted.She hesitated, glancing at Shlok before speaking. “The most unforgettable moment of my life… was when Shlok saved me during a landslide.”A heavy silence filled the room."He didn’t care about his own safety. He shielded me, risking his life to keep me safe," she continued, her voice thick with emotion. "That was
Vihan's POV Before I could say another word, her phone started ringing. I clenched my jaw. Who was calling her this late at night?I will kill the man if it’s the stalker.Roohi glanced at the screen, and I leaned in to see it too. Raj. I let out a breath, relieved it wasn’t some unknown creep, but still irritated. Can’t they just leave us alone for a while?"I need to take it," she said, already reaching for the answer button.I grabbed her hand gently. "Let it be, please. He must just be telling you to go back to your room. Please don’t go yet. Don’t take the call. Just tell him later that your phone was on silent.""Vihan, he will get annoyed if I don’t.""And I—" I ran a frustrated hand through my hair. "I’ve been trying to talk to you since Mihir’s party. Every single time I want to say something important, someone or something comes up. No, not this time. I need to get this out of me now."She hesitated. "Vihan—"And then her phone rang again.Ron this time.I swear, I will bea
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