Vihaan observed the mother-daughter duo walking away, feeling a twinge of envy for his niece, Drishti, who had claimed her mother's attention entirely.Divyanshi looked stunning today, but she always looked beautiful. Those green eyes, locking with his for a brief moment when she greeted him, stirred up emotions that had been running through him since they first met. Sandhya cleared her throat to get his attention, causing him to blush slightly. She had dropped in an hour ago, but with Drishti around, they hadn't been able to talk yet.Now that his niece was in her room with her mother, it was time to discuss his relationship with Sandhya. "Sandhya...""Yes, Vihaan?""We need to talk.""Oh, I was about to say the same thing," Sandhya replied."You go ahead," Vihaan suggested."No, I'd rather hear you first. It will give me time to gather my thoughts too," Sandhya chuckled.Vihaan hesitated briefly before deciding not to delay the conversation any further. "I don't think this would wor
They strolled along Pearl Beach in the twilight, a man, woman, and child. Divya allowed herself to pretend they were a family. It really didn't matter what she thought as long as Vihaan and Drishti were not aware of it. It was their first night here, the first of the nine nights they would spend in this beautiful place with none to intrude—only the three of them. This was her family—her baby, her love.After these holidays... No. She wouldn't think about what would happen after the holidays. She would live in the moment, treasure every moment with the two most important people in her life, the only two people who mattered to her.It was a wonderful island with a small community of people living, even though it was a private island. Vihaan had stocked up the kitchen of the house they would be staying in, but he decided not to cook as they were too tired after the trip. So they had eaten at a diner nearby."I had bought the place to build a resort. But somehow the place grew on me, and
Vihaan watched his niece skip away and heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, he had some alone time with Divyanshi Trilok. No woman had ever resisted him so determinedly. In fact, women had thrown themselves at him, and he had to fend them off like a broomstick-wielding warrior. He had never felt so frustrated and intrigued by someone at the same time.Luckily, today, he got a chance to make her feel comfortable with him, all thanks to Drishti. The little minx had schemed and prodded until they rearranged their lives, making it convenient for her to get what she wanted.Anyone could see her intentions from a mile away. One day, he would have to teach her the subtle art of subtlety. Her obvious schemes had been pushing Divya away from him instead of bringing them closer. Now, with Drishti gone, he had to address the issue and put Divya at ease."It's natural for Drishti to want us to be together," he said. "I am sorry if it makes things awkward for you.""I can handle it, Divya. Drisht
Drishti!Oh, God! He had forgotten all about her.The lights in the house are on. Is she hiding behind a window and looking out at them?He can't put it past her. Eavesdropping happens to be her favourite hobby. And if she had witnessed this scene, she would have been so happy, thinking all her matchmaking skills had come to fruition.He suddenly realised Divya had stopped crying.Probably too drained to move. Or maybe it felt good for her to be held. By him. He hoped so.The thought of kissing her crept into his mind. The temptation was strong.‘You should ease her fears, Vihaan. Don't increase them.’The last thing he wanted was to alarm her into being skittish with him again, shying away from any contact."Drishti," she jerked back from him and looked around."Don't worry. She must be asleep by now.""Uh... I am sorry," she looked down in embarrassment."Don't be. I am sorry I had put you in such a turmoil. I had no idea you thought you were on a trial with us. That's not how it is
"Two Irish coffees coming up," Vihaan announced as he came out to the verandah.As soon as she saw him, her hard-won sense of peace shattered, and her heart started galloping again. She tried hard to get herself under control.He set the tray of coffee on the small tea table and took a seat next to her. "This is life. Far from the maddening crowd of the city and pressures of business. Sun, sand, and surf. Nothing could beat it for a wonderful holiday," Vihaan said and took a sip of the coffee.Divyanshi smiled. That hadn't changed for him."It must be very stressful being the CEO and leading a multimillion-dollar empire," Divya said, smiling. She was so proud of him, of what he had become with his own hard work."Well, I have my moments. But it's what I am trained for," Vihaan said."Then it was worth going to Harvard," she said.His head snapped around. "How do you know I went to Harvard?"Divya's heart rate increased in panic. The comment had slipped out, and now she had to answer f
Warning: This work is purely fictional. You might find certain things illogical... Read at your own risk 😂Vihaan gazed at the ceiling, unable to sleep at the moment. He relished the feeling that something extraordinary had entered his life. Divyanshi Trilok seemed to offer him everything he had desired in a woman. The problem was, he couldn't be sure how much his dreams of her were influencing him. Was this strong attraction driven by wishes or was it genuinely real? The emotions she stirred in him were so intense and rapid that he had barely restrained himself from pursuing a deeper connection with her tonight. He used the excuse of Drishti's early rising tomorrow to keep his desires in check. He wanted her. He wanted to hold her, embrace every part of her, but he knew he had to be cautious. Drishti was closely involved in this relationship, and he couldn't make hasty moves.The wisest thing to do was to wait. Divya wasn't going anywhere. He needed to make sure that whatever he did
Diyaa!The name echoed persistently in Vihaan's mind, as if it belonged to this moment, an enchanting magic of their union."Divyanshi," he said aloud, trying to dispel the echo, to overpower it."Yes?" she replied."I could never have dreamt of what we've shared," he murmured, lifting himself from her embrace to tenderly brush his lips against hers, a loving tribute to her generosity. "It transcends dreams."He rolled onto his side, bringing her along, and wrapped an arm around her as she lay on his chest, their legs entwined in intimacy.She felt so right, so perfect, as though she had been created exclusively for him. How could she have loved another man? No other woman had ever been like her for him."It's a miracle," she whispered, her warm breath caressing his skin, making it tingle. "A Diwali miracle." Her voice carried a happy smile.Diwali.Diyaaa.The special name stirred an unease, a sense of wrongness he tried to resist, but it persisted. He remembered the grieving look on
Vihaan engaged Drishti in conversation while Divya had her breakfast.Observing the two of them together, so similar in more ways than they realised, was heartwarming.Is it wise of her to leave the past in the past?It felt wrong for Vihaan not to know he was Drishti's father.She shouldn't keep such a special flesh and blood bond from him, from either of them. They both had a right to know.Telling him was not going to be easy, especially after she had briefly mentioned the adoption last night.Her reasoning for holding back had seemed right at the time.She didn't want to burden him with a truth he'd find disturbing and painful, considering the part his sister had played in taking responsibility from him, the long-played deceit that had denied him his true relationship with his own child.However, the circumstances are different now.Vihaan felt the same about her as he had all those years before, and Sandhya Rathore was out of the picture.Now she wouldn't be putting any sense of