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• 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞
Power!!The only thing he always wanted.He is the elder son of Rathore's and the soon to be king of Rajasthan.A man in his late twenties who rules not only Rajas...
In the warm kitchen filled with the comforting aroma of spices and freshly chopped vegetables, Anvi was assisting her mother-in-law, Mahima, when the Rathore siblings strolled in, taking seats on the stools nearby. The mischievous sparkle in their eyes was unmistakable.
"So, Bhabhi sa, ready for the big honeymoon?" Anika teased, leaning forward on the counter, her smile too wide to be innocent.
Anvi felt her cheeks heat up. "It's not a honeymoon! It's a business trip..." she began, but Ansh interrupted, emphasizing the words *business trip*with a knowing grin.
"Right, right, a 'business trip.' We believe you, Bhabhi sa. So, when should we expect to become uncles and aunts?" Anika quipped, barely able to keep from laughing.
Anvi shook her head, feigning exasperation. "Enough, you two! If you're going to tease me, maybe I should just tell your Bhai sa." She gave them a warning look as she rinsed the vegetables.
"Bhabhi sa, please! Don't do that!" Ansh exclaimed, looking genuinely worried. "Last time, Bhai sa doubled our workload just because we teased you. Spare us!" He clasped his hands together, feigning a plea for mercy, making Anvi chuckle.
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The time to leave for the airport arrived quickly. The entire family gathered downstairs, waiting to bid the couple goodbye. Ranvijay and Anvi came down the staircase hand-in-hand, a small entourage of staff following with their luggage.
"Oho, Bhabhi sa, looking like a total hottie!" Shanvi whistled, causing Anvi's cheeks to turn pink.
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(Anvi's outfit)
Anika grinned and added, "Bhai sa, better keep a close eye on her. Someone else might just steal her away, looking this gorgeous!" Ranvijay's possessive streak flared, and he immediately wrapped his arm around Anvi's waist, making everyone laugh.
Mahima stepped forward to hug Anvi tightly. "Take care of yourself, and make sure you eat on time. If you need anything, anything at all, call me," she said, her voice filled with warmth and concern.
Ansh couldn't resist jumping in, pretending to sulk. "Hmm, badi maa ever since Bhabhi sa came into this house, you've forgotten all about me. I only get scoldings, while she gets pampered!"
Anvi laughed and extended her arms to him. "Come here, you drama king." Ansh hugged her, squeezing tightly, his expression turning serious for a moment as he whispered, "Come back soon, Bhabhi sa. I'll miss you. And if our grumpy Bhai sa makes you late, leave him behind and come home!"
Anvi chuckled, glancing back at Ranvijay, who was already rolling his eyes. "Alright, reunion's over. Time to go," he said, tugging Anvi back to his side with a smirk, which Ansh returned with a mock glare. "Jealous much?" he muttered, making Ranvijay shoot him a dismissive look as he pulled Anvi toward the car.
