All Chapters of Playboy vs Loveguru: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Third person's POV “Careful, love. We haven’t even started yet.”She smacked his chest playfully, her cheeks burning. “Vihan!”He grinned, looking completely unrepentant. “What? I have years of suppressed love to pour out. And honestly, a lifetime won’t be enough.”" You suppressed it? No!! I suppressed it, you were not even aware of it. You were enjoying your life sharing love with everyone. " Roohi corrected. " Whatever, no arguments please, don't disturb me, I want to celebrate this moment. This is our moment. I can't even wait for the wedding to happen, can't we go away on our honeymoon first??" " Vihan!! Shut up!! " " I know _ but I have been burning for you ever since I realized that my over-protectiveness and possessiveness was my love for you. I swear, I want you with everything in me." He said. Roohi bit her lip, her heart thudding. She never imagined Vihan could be this intense, this romantic. The playful flirt was still there, but now it came with a devotion she had n

Roohi's POV After torturing me at the dessert shop, he drove us to a quiet, secluded restaurant. The kind that didn’t scream luxury but felt intimate and warm. It had no other diners. Just us and the staff. It was different from the places he took other girls—this place was for us.The owner greeted Vihan warmly. "Hey, Vihan! You are on time. I hope you like the arrangements. Finally, bringing someone special, huh?"Vihan’s grip on my waist tightened. "She’s not someone special. She’s the one. My love, my would-be wife, Roohi."I stared at him, my heart clenching. Did he even realize how much those words meant to me?" You getting married?? Then this one must be really special. Congratulations! " The owner said. He led me to a candlelit table, pulling out my chair like a true gentleman. "Do you like it?"I smiled. "I love it. It seems to be a nice place, but why is there no one else? "" Because I didn't want anyone around, I didn't want you to feel awkward when I get naughty with

Roohi’s POVTaking a deep breath, I kept the phone in my grip and cautiously stepped out of the car, my heels clicking softly against the pavement. The girl wasn’t moving.Each step toward the girl made my heartbeat pound louder. My heart hammered as I knelt beside her, my fingers reaching for her pulse.Cold skin.No heartbeat.My breath hitched.My stomach twisted.Something wasn’t right.The hair on the back of my neck stood up.Then—A sharp, chemical scent invaded my senses.Chloroform.My heart slammed against my ribs.I jolted upright, whirling around—Too late.A hand clamped over my mouth.I thrashed, twisting my body, but someone grabbed me from behind, an arm tightening around my waist, and my scream got muffled.Panic exploded inside me.I kicked wildly, my nails scratching against rough skin. My phone slipped from my grip, clattering onto the pavement.NO!!! I couldn’t let this happen.I fought harder, my elbow slamming into someone’s ribs. A grunt of pain, followed by a

Third person's POVThe atmosphere in the room was thick with tension and suffocating silence, each heartbeat echoing the rage and fear coursing through the family. Roohi lay on the couch, pale and visibly shaken. Every second felt like an eternity as everyone stood around her, restless and furious. Her mother, Sia, sat beside her, holding her hand tightly, whispering prayers under her breath. Priya and Sandhya were also waiting anxiously for her to be fine. Ron and Raj stood nearby, their jaws clenched, fists curled into tight balls as rage simmered inside them. Vihan, his usually confident and playful demeanor replaced by pure, undiluted fear, crouched close, his eyes fixed on Roohi's face.The mere thought of what had happened to Roohi made their blood boil. Ron, Raj, and Vihan looked ready to tear someone apart. And then, finally, a faint movement.When her eyelids fluttered open, the entire room collectively held its breath. For a moment, she looked dazed and confused. Her gaze

Third person's POV After Roohi’s family performed the ritual of blessing the couple, Ron handed Vihan a heavy envelope.“What’s this?” Vihan asked.“Your membership card to the 'Whipped Husbands' club,” Ron smirked. Everyone burst into laughter, including Roohi."Hey, what's wrong with OPH club? " Sujoy asked. "We all have been it's part."" Yes, but that is for oldies, uncle, new generation, new club. But of course, we will still be a part of that club as well." Ron replied " Who is the president of your club? " Rahul asked. " That we can decide later on." Shlok smiled. Everyone else nodded.******As the ceremony wrapped up, Sujal played a romantic tune, and everyone cheered for the couple’s first dance.As the music played, Saanjh and Sujal dragged the couple to the center for a dance. Vihan, ever the charmer, pulled Roohi close and whispered, “Ready to be Mrs. Rathore? I am excited to have you as my wife.”Roohi teased, “Let’s survive the engagement and wedding first.”The nigh