All Chapters of I marked her mine: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The silence Vansh's answer had created was so deadly no one dared to break it. The two sets of eyes that were scanning Vansh from head to toe was forcing him to break the mask he had worn for Shanaya's sake, but, he could not give himself away so quickly.    He tried to show himself unfazed but gulped down the wine and hides his glass when he heard Shanaya "Did I miss something?    Walking toward them in her loose Silver pants with Blue T-shirt, hair tied up in a messy bun, along with Avni, Shanaya reached Vansh and sat on the left arm of his chair, with her left leg supported by the earth, and right leg bent at ninety degrees, half of it supported with the arm of the chair.   All three of them, Vihaan, Saaransh and Vansh hurriedly hide the wine bottle and glasses under the table when Avni sat down in front of them, on the empty chair but Avni surprised all of them when she spoke:" 

Busy in his laptop, replying to the emails, Vihaan ask the person to enter when he heard the knock on the door.   Entering his bedroom for the very first time, Shana with a tray in her hands, look around the Blue dominated room, with a massive landscape painting at the back of the king-sized bed.    To the left of it lay a classic and antique brown wood drawer on the top of which several things, which Shaya assumed to be his, were placed.   Shanyaa observed even though the room was occupied by the bed, sofa set, two comfy chairs, oval glass table and, the wall opposite the bed was taken by the Panasonic TV, the medals and awards he had received, the room seemed spacious and neat and clear to her surprise.    She had always thought no boys room could be clean after watching Vansh and her brother Siddharth's room, but Vihaan had proved her wrong.   She diverts her attenti

Vihaan knew something was wrong with him the moment Shana had told him about her likes in a man. The way she had looked at his body had made him hot and, he tried his best not to kiss her and claim her.    Not breaking the gaze with her, he kept reminding his mind, body not to react out of his control, even though it seemed unbearable to him. He could not believe it took a simple look at him to make him aware of his man needs, for whom the girl sitting opposite to him was fully responsible.   He took a breath of relief when he heard Saaransh and Vansh's voice nearby and saw Shana averting the gaze.   "Sorry guys for missing the meeting" sitting down on the sofa chair next to Vihaan, Saaransh waved at Shana and placed his phone adjacent to him on the sofa chair.   "Everything okay?" concerned, Vihaan enquired.   "Oh yes, Sushmita

Getting out from the cab, Shanaya, in her narrow red pant and crisp white shirt with sleeves folded above her wrist, her blond hair in a high pony, stood outside the Rathore's mansion, looking for the very first time the beauty of it as it looked heavenly bathing in the light of the moon.   Standing there for two-three minutes, Shana peeks at her watch to see it showing past Ten o'clock and, she knew she was late.   She walked hurriedly inside the mansion, greeting the guards, and reached the hall. It was empty and, that was the first time she has witnessed it.    She moved toward the dining hall and on reaching, placed her handbag on the dining chair, pick up the water glass and pours some water in it. Adjusting the chair, she sat down on it and gulped the water immediately, wetting her dry throat.    She again scanned the mansion. It was deadly silent, which was not usual.  

Standing in front of Avni was none other than Anubhav Oberoi, looking more handsome than usual, dressed casually in jeans and Denim Shirt, smiling heartily at her.   "How" was all Avni could ask, gaping at him with her opened mouth and wide eyes, when he walks toward her and said heartily "Happy birthday love".    He moves forward to hug her but stopped himself when he saw Senior Rathore's standing there.   "Just escaped by a hair," he muttered to himself and gave a cheesy smile to Senior Rathore's.   Not like they would have commented on it. Senior Rathore's were one of the few people who were too friendly with their children. All that mattered to them were their happiness.   But, they were also glad to their children for never breaking their trust and getting involved in bad company or business.   Yes,