𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟖 : 𝐒𝐡𝐞 - 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬

POV AUTHOR

It was 8 in the morning when Anvi awoke, slowly opening her eyes to find herself tightly wrapped in Ranvijay's arms. She tried to move his hand and turn around, but winced at the soreness in her body.

Before she could get far, though, his grip tightened, pulling her back against him, making her yelp in surprise and a bit of pain.

"Yeh ky kar rahe h aap rana sa subh subh" she muttered, frowning.

(What are you doing, Rana Sa early in the morning?)

"Romancing my wife," Ranvijay replied in his deep, husky morning voice.

"Have some shame! People pray to God in the morning, and here you are, more interested in romance!" she scolded, glaring at him.

Ranvijay gave her a tender smile. "For me, you are my goddess, my jaan. So what else would I do?" he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forehead, making her blush.

"Have some shame please and move aside let me go" she protested, wriggling to free herself.

But Ranvijay only tightened his hold, keeping her close. His thumb traced her collarbone as his gaze held hers. They lingered in the moment, until Anvi broke the silence, playing with a button on his shirt.

"Rana Sa... are you still angry with me?" she asked softly, avoiding his gaze.

"Rani Sa, I could never stay angry with you, even if I tried. You've captured me too completely," he murmured, gently lifting her chin so he could see the blush on her cheeks.

"Then... why were you so mad yesterday?" she asked, looking directly into his eyes this time.

Ranvijay sighed, his expression softening. "My love, I wasn't angry with you. I was angry with *him*. I can't stand it when anyone touches what's mine. Besides, I'd come home early to surprise you, only to get a surprise myself." He frowned slightly, and Anvi couldn't help but laugh at his expression.

"Oh, you think it's funny?" he said, narrowing his eyes playfully before tossing her back on the bed and launching into a tickle attack.

"Hahaha! Rana Sa, stop! I'm too ticklish, please stop!" Anvi pleaded through giggles as he tickled her without mercy. Neither of them noticed the miracle happening-Ranvijay was laughing, genuinely laughing, something rare for him.

"Oh, you think it's still funny?" he teased, continuing the tickles.

"Okay, okay, enough! My stomach hurts, please!" she managed between breaths, and he finally stopped. Leaning in, he moved toward her lips, but Anvi held his shoulders and pushed him back.

"We're already late, so no more 'lovey-dovey' moments," she said, pulling off the duvet. Only then did she realize she was wearing his shirt, though she didn't remember putting it on.

"I dressed you," Ranvijay said, reading her puzzled expression. "I recently learned that my little wife loves wearing my clothes. You were so tired last night that you fell asleep, so I couldn't let you sleep like that. I made you wear it... but don't worry, I didn't see anything. I'll wait until you want me to," he added with a gentle smile.

"Oh really?" Anvi teased, stretching out her arms toward him. "Then do me the honor of carrying me to the bathroom too."

"Aren't you becoming a queen now?" he teased, raising an eyebrow.

"Excuse me, I'm already one," she replied, imitating his expression.

"Drama queen," he muttered, picking her up.

"Maybe, but I'm all yours," Anvi replied, kissing his cheek, making him blush.

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Once they were both ready, they made their way downstairs to the dining table, where the younger family members were already gathered. The elders were out of town, leaving the atmosphere lighter but still tinged with tension.

"Are you still mad at us, Bhai Sa?" Anika finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Yes, I am. From now on, none of you are going anywhere alone. Either Abhishek will go with you all, or you're staying at home," Ranvijay declared, making the others sigh.

"But we can take guards with us," Anika protested, but Ranvijay silenced her with a glare.

"Bhabi Sa, bhai sa is soo Or did he give you too much of a 'punishment' last night?" Shanvi whispered, winking playfully.

"Oh, forget about me seems like *you* got quite the punishment last night," Anvi whispered back, smirking as she noticed a blush creeping up Shanvi's neck.

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*Flashback**

Abhishek entered his room, finding Shanvi waiting for him. His anger flared as he remembered seeing her with Sameer, the one person he couldn't stand.

"Abhi, I'm sorry, please forgive me. I won't go again, I promise. Please don't stay mad at me," Shanvi begged, holding his hand, but he pulled away.

"Why do you keep doing this, Shanvi? It's always the same with you," he said, his voice cold with barely controlled rage.

"Abhi, he's just a friend, nothing more. Bhabi Sa was upset, so we went to cheer her up," Shanvi explained, reaching for his hand again, but he still wouldn't let her hold it.

"Then why did you have to go with Sameer? He doesn't see you as a friend. In his mind... in his heart, he wants more than that."

"But Abhi, you know he's just a friend to me, and you know I love you, not him. Why are you so insecure?" she asked, cupping his face.

"Fine then. Now excuse me-I'm going to meet a friend myself," he said, reaching for his car keys, but Shanvi stepped in front of him.

"What do you mean, you're going to meet a friend? And who exactly is this *friend* you're meeting at 1 in the morning?" Shanvi demanded, her tone sharp.

"Yes, it's a friend, and she needs my help," Abhishek replied, fueling her irritation even more.

"Oh, so she's a *female* friend? Really? You're not going anywhere, and that's final," Shanvi said firmly.

"She's my friend, Shanvi, just like Sameer is yours, so you can't stop me. Now move," Abhishek said, gently trying to push her aside, but she didn't budge.

"Oh, I can stop you. You're not going anywhere," she insisted, her eyes flashing with determination.

"Watch me, jaan," he smirked, but before he could move, Shanvi silenced him with a kiss, taking him by surprise. Abhishek quickly took control, deepening the kiss. One hand cradled her neck, pulling her closer, while his other hand brushed aside everything on the table, lifting her onto it as he stepped between her legs. Shanvi kissed him back with equal intensity.

"Be ready for your punishment, baby girl," Abhishek whispered between kisses, leaving her breathless and anticipating more.

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