𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎 : 𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

POV: Author

Anvi bent down, leaning in close as she placed the cold muzzle of the gun against Diya's forehead. Her eyes were blazing, voice steady and low. "This is where you belong on the ground," she said icily. "I aimed near your leg this time, but next time? It will be your eyes. So, if you even think about my husband again, I'll show you exactly what I'm capable of."

Diya's cocky demeanor crumbled, her face pale as she stared at Anvi, wide-eyed and speechless. With one last contemptuous look, Anvi straightened, put the gun back in her clutch, and walked out, leaving Diya trembling on the floor.

As she stormed out of the washroom, her pace quickened with every step. Spotting Ranvijay across the room, she walked up to him and placed a firm hand on his back. "It's late," she said with barely concealed impatience. "I want to go home."

Ranvijay looked at her, confused. "Anvi, are you alright? I mean-"

"Now," she interrupted, her tone leaving no room for debate. Sensing her anger, Ranvijay nodded, murmuring a quick goodbye to the others as they slipped out of the gathering.

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Anvi walked swiftly to the car, practically throwing herself inside and slamming the door. Ranvijay settled in the driver's seat, looking at her in astonishment. "Biwi, what happened? Why are you so upset? Did someone say something to you?"

Anvi didn't answer. Instead, she reached across, grabbed the front of his shirt, and pulled him toward her. Before he could react, her lips crashed into his, in a fierce kiss, pouring out all the jealousy and possessiveness she felt. Ranvijay was taken aback at first but quickly melted into the kiss, allowing her to lead. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer until she was practically on top of him, her hand gripping his collar tightly.

When they finally parted, breathless, Anvi held his face firmly in her hands, forcing him to meet her intense gaze. "Listen carefully, Mr. Ranvijay Singh Rathore. You're mine. From the moment we took those seven sacred vows, you're locked with me. I don't share what's mine. Do you understand?"

Ranvijay stared at her, slightly stunned. Then, a slow smile crept across his face. No one had ever been so fiercely protective of him. It stirred something deep inside him, filling him with a strange warmth he couldn't quite explain.

"Oh, so now you're smiling? Here I am, furious, and you're laughing at me!" she huffed, wiggling to move out of his lap, but he held her firmly, his hands secure around her waist.

"Biwi, don't," he said, his voice dropping to a deep, dangerous tone.

Anvi paused, frowning slightly. "Don't what?"

"Don't start something you can't finish," he whispered, his voice smoldering with a hint of playful warning. Her mouth fell open in shock as
she processed his words.

"You're so shameless! I Hate you!" she retorted, trying to hide her blush and wriggling in his lap, but he didn't release her.

"Never, biwi. Just like you're mine, I'm yours. You'd better forget about ever escaping me." His eyes twinkled with mischief. "You know, I wasn't trying to make you jealous tonight. I was teaching you to claim your rights to say something if you don't like it. I'm your husband, Anvi. Let everyone know that."

A smile tugged at her lips despite herself, her cheeks flaming with a blush. She felt a giddy warmth at his words, and they shared a look filled with something deeper than words could express.

Ranvijay leaned closer, his tone turning soft and reverent. "So, my blushing queen, do I have permission to kiss my wife properly this time? Because earlier, someone didn't give me a chance."

Anvi gave a small, shy nod, looking down, her blush deepening.

"Words, jaan. I need to hear it from you," he teased, tilting her face to meet his.

Anvi's heart fluttered. "Yes," she whispered, "Yes, you may."

Ranvijay's smile widened, and he wasted no time closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a tender yet passionate kiss, both surrendering completely to the moment. They kissed deeply, each holding the other tightly, as if the world outside didn't exist. Only when they were both out of breath did they finally pull away, lingering in each other's arms with contented smiles.

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The Next Day

The next morning, Anvi and Ranvijay were immersed in discussions about the preparations for the coronation ceremony and reception scheduled for the following day. The house was bustling with activity as family members and helpers moved about with last-minute arrangements.

In the middle of their conversation, a chorus of phone notifications interrupted them. Ranvijay and the others glanced down at their phones, expressions of amusement and satisfaction spreading across their faces as they read the latest news. Anvi, however, remained clueless, her phone silent without any message.

"What's going on? Why are you all reacting like this?" she asked, feeling slightly left out.

"Bhabhi, the news is too juicy to keep to ourselves!" Ansh grinned, barely able to contain his excitement.

"Alright, spill it! What news?" Anvi demanded.

Ansh cleared his throat dramatically, "Well, here's the scoop: The top businessman, Mr. Anuj Shah, and his wife, Mrs. Sheela Shah, are getting a very public divorce. Apparently, Mr. Shah discovered that Mrs. Shah was cheating on him. Oh, and their dear daughter-Diya Shah? She's been blacklisted from the film industry for being involved in...let's just say, some very illegal activities."

Anvi's mouth fell open in surprise, processing the news. She didn't have a high opinion of Diya after last night, but this was more than she'd expected. Still, there was a tiny flicker of satisfaction she couldn't deny.

"Whoever exposed them did a great job, right, Bhai-sa?" Abhishek chuckled, glancing at Ranvijay, who only responded with a smirk, his expression a picture of satisfaction.

Realizing who had likely orchestrated the exposure, Anvi couldn't help but feel a strange admiration for Ranvijay's silent yet powerful way of handling things. She looked at him with newfound respect and warmth, knowing that her husband would go to any lengths to protect her and their bond. She felt proud to stand by him, to be his wife.

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