All Chapters of Playboy vs Loveguru: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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 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 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 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

Vihan's POV We wasted no time. Within minutes, Mehul uncle was in the cath lab.The room fell into an eerie silence, the next few hours felt like an eternity.Dad performed the angioplasty himself. A stent was placed, restoring blood flow. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. We had done it.But this was only the beginning. We all knew—the next 24 hours were critical.After stabilizing his condition, we shifted him to the CCU, where he remained under continuous cardiac monitoring. His vitals had stabilized, but the next 24 hours were critical.I finally stepped out to update the family.The waiting area was filled with people—Tami, Gautam uncle, and Siddh were there, their faces clouded with worry.As soon as they saw me, they rushed forward. "How is he?" Siddh asked urgently."It was a massive heart attack," I told them honestly. "If Tami hadn’t brought him in when she did, we might have lost him."Tami’s face crumpled, and she broke down in silent sobs.She covered