The Royal Chauhans

CHAPTER 15

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As the jet landed smoothly on the runway, Siya felt a rush of excitement as she thought about their upcoming adventures in London.

As they get off the plane, she was greeted by a line of bodyguards, each nodding respectfully as she passed by.

They got into a sleek black car, which sped through the streets of London towards their destination.

Siya couldn't contain her excitement as she caught glimpses of iconic landmarks such as Big Ben and the London Eye. Her heart raced with anticipation as they pulled up to a grand mansion, its imposing facade radiating in the afternoon sun.

Siya's eyes widened in shock as she saw the nameplate on the gate, which read "Mr. & Mrs. Rakshit Singh Chauhan." She turned to her husband, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Rakshit, is this... is this our home?" she asked, disbelief evident in her voice.

Rakshit smiled warmly at her, nodding as he opened the car door and led her inside. Siya's jaw dropped as she stepped into the mansion, her eyes taking in the grand chandelier and paintings and the whole mansion was decorated with lavenders.

Then she asked him,"it's a coincidence or you know I like lavenders".

He said, "I know everything about you wifey".

"I wanted to surprise you, Siya," Rakshit said, a hint of mischief twinkling in his eyes. "I bought this mansion for us, a place where we can start a new life together."

Siya was speechless, overwhelmed by the love and generosity her husband had shown her.

Then Rakshit said, "Siya, do some rest we are going on a date tonight."
And he left after pecking her head.

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As Vardaan entered in Chauhan Mansion, he noticed Aarohi lounging on the couch, scrolling through her phone with a look of concentration on her face.

Ignoring her presence for a moment, Vardaan made his way to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. He had been working late nights at the office recently, trying to finalize a deal.

The stress of it all had taken a toll on him, and all he wanted was some peace and quiet to unwind.

But Aarohi had other plans. As Vardaan settled down on the couch next to her, she cleared her throat loudly, making sure to grab his attention. He looked up at her in surprise, wondering what had prompted her sudden need for his focus.

"I have something important to tell you," Aarohi began, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "My friend's wedding is tomorrow, and today is her bachelor's party. I'm going there tonight."

Vardaan raised an eyebrow at her, not quite understanding why this was such a big deal. "Okay, that's fine. Have fun," he replied, he doesn't have any interest in her social plans.

But Aarohi wasn't satisfied with his response.

"I'm going with my friends, Vardaan. I don't need bodyguards," she stated firmly, her jaw set with determination.

Vardaan felt a pang of unease in his chest at the thought of Aarohi going out alone at night. He knew that the city could be dangerous, especially for her because she already has been targeted. But he also didn't want to seem overbearing or controlling by insisting on her taking precautions.