CHAPTER 32 : 'Special' Birthday Wish

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Alisha asked her brother, "Is she sleeping?" Aadhyant answered, "Yes. Let's get started; only 40 minutes left until 12. We have to decorate the entire hall." With the help of the house helpers, both of them adorned the hall and placed the cake on the table.

Everyone gathered there to celebrate her birthday. Alisha exclaimed, "It's time! Let's go surprise her." Both siblings entered the room, while the elders waited for them in the hall. They took slow steps, reaching the edge of the bed.

As the clock struck 12, they both shouted in unison, "Happy birthdayyyy!"

Vihanna startled at their sudden screaming, her hands instinctively going to her chest as she tried to calm herself down. Both of them burst into laughter, thoroughly amused by her reaction.

"You guys scared me," she exclaimed, a hint of relief in her voice.

Alisha jumped forward, enveloping her in a hug, and wished, "Happy birthday, bhabhi." Vihanna smiled at her sister-in-law's exuberance and thanked her. As she got up from the bed, Aadhyant hugged her, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead, and wished her a happy birthday.

Alisha cleared her throat, interrupting the moment of affection. "Save your romance for later. Right now, everyone is waiting downstairs. Let's go."

They all descended downstairs, and Vihanna was amazed at the decorations adorning the room. Everyone greeted her one by one, their warm wishes filling her with joy. Alisha eagerly exclaimed, "Come on now, let's cut the cake," as she playfully dragged Vihanna over to the table.

After blowing out the candles, Vihanna cut the cake and offered the first bite to her husband. Everyone then presented her with gifts, adding to the joyous atmosphere. She felt overwhelmed with happiness for the new family she had found.

Alisha mischievously approached and smeared icing from the cake on Vihanna's cheeks, prompting a gasp from her. "Now the birthday celebration is complete, right?" Alisha teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Vihanna grinned and retorted, "Wait, I'll show you now," as they both began to playfully apply cake to each other's faces. Vihanna chuckled, saying, "Okay, okay, enough. I'll come back after washing my face," as she huffed playfully and headed off to clean up.

As she headed towards their room to wash her face, Aadhyant followed closely behind, carrying the gifts. Once inside their room, he closed the door and placed the gifts on the table. Just as Vihanna was about to enter the washroom, he gently took hold of her wrist and pulled her towards him, causing her hands to rest on his shoulders.

He enveloped her in his arms, his hands finding their place on her waist, and spoke in a deep voice, "Everyone wished my wife except me." Confused, she replied, "But you did wish me."

Stepping closer, he whispered, "That's not how I want to wish you." Intrigued, she asked, "Then how do you want to wish me?"

He playfully dipped his head and licked the icing off her cheeks, feeling her grip tighten on his shoulder. With a mischievous grin, he trailed his hand from her waist to the nape of her neck, his thumb tracing her jawline as her breath grew heavier. Moving in closer he planted soft kisses along her neck, eliciting a sigh from her lips.

Drawing back slightly, he leaned in to brush her pink lips with his own, whispering, "Happy Birthday, Love." But she was lost in the moment, too captivated to hear his tender words. He deepens the kiss, sucking on her lower lip, passion igniting between them as they melted into each other embrace.

Breaking away to place gentle kisses along her neck, she arched her back, offering him better access. With a teasing smile, he began to unbutton her night suit, pausing to ask, "Do you want me to stop?". She shook her head, her desire evident in her eyes.

But when he playfully nipped at her chest, she gasped in pain, quickly followed by a soft moan as he soothingly licked the same spot. Her breath caught as she whispered his name, "Aadi." Pausing to meet her gaze, he smiled, savouring the sound of her calling him by that nickname.

Sweeping her off her feet, he carried her to the bed, his eyes filled with desire as he hovered over her, preparing to deepens their intimacy once more. However, their passionate moment was abruptly interrupted by knock at the door. Closing his eyes in frustration, he sighed deeply, while she couldn't help but chuckle at his expressions.

"Poori duniya mere romance ki dushman ban gayi hai. Tum bhi hass lo". He said with a resigned smile.

[Seems like the world's determined to thwart our romance.Might as well join in the laughter.]



As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, Vihanna stirred from her sleep, slowly opening her eyes to find herself wrapped in Aadhyant's embrace. A smile tugged at her lips as she recalled the events of the previous night.

 She gazed at him, lost in the moment, but her reverie was interrupted when Aadhyant also woke up and remarked, "You know, it's creepy to look at someone sleeping."

She teasingly replied, "Really? I thought it was romantic."

He whined, "Stop looking at me like that."

Playfully, she inquired, "Like what?"

Looking directly into her eyes, he stated, "Like I should finish what I left last night."

With a playful grin, she responded, "Maybe you should."

 His eyes widened at her suggestion, and in a swift movement, he turned her over, hovering over her and holding her wrists. The sudden action caused her heartbeat to quicken.

Dipping his head to her collarbone, he placed a small kiss on the hickey he had left the previous night, whispering, "Happy birthday, Vihanna." Sensing his arousal, she teased him, "I was talking about cake."

He looked puzzled, and she struggled to contain her laughter. "Yeah, you should eat your leftover cake," she added. Unable to contain her laughter any longer, she burst into giggles.

Realizing she had been teasing him, rolling his eyes, he returned to his previous position, saying, "You were teasing me."

Amidst her laughter, she managed to reply, "It's too easy."

Getting up from the bed, he quipped, "By the way, I like eating cake off you," before leaving, leaving her blushing in his wake.







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