The Raizada's

Chapter 20

As the morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room, Siddhant slowly blinked his eyes open and found himself staring at the sleeping figure of Turvi. His heart fluttered at the sight. He still couldn’t believe what had happened last night. Their kiss was the most intimate thing they had ever shared, and just the thought of it made his heart race.

They had spent the whole night talking about when they first realized their feelings for each other, cuddling and exchanging kisses before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

He watched her as she slowly opened her eyes. A soft smile curved on her lips as her eyes met his gaze.

“Good morning,” she whispered softly.

“Good morning,” he replied huskily, his smile reflecting the tenderness of this moment.

He reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from her face, his fingertips grazing her skin with a gentle caress, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

“I love you, Turvi,” he whispered with a smile.

“I love you, too,” she replied softly, kissing him.

Their peaceful moment was interrupted when Turvi suddenly gasped and sat up.

“What’s wrong?” Siddhant asked, concern etched on his face.

“I’m late!” Turvi exclaimed, getting out of bed. “I have a meeting at 10 and it's already 9”

Siddhant chuckled as he watched her hurriedly walking towards her wardrobe, for choosing an outfit. “You could have set an alarm, you know.”

“I was a little distracted last night,” she replied, shooting him a playful look.

He got out of bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Let me help. We can get ready faster together.” he whispered, leaving soft kisses around her neck.

She gently removed his hands and turned to face him. "With your help, I'll be even later."

Siddhanth gasped. "You're so mean. I just want to help you," he said, playfully.

"I can see your intentions clearly, mister, but that's not happening now," she replied, moving away from his grip and walking into the washroom.

Siddhant chuckled to himself as he watched Turvi disappear into the washroom. He took a deep breath, still relishing the warmth of their newfound intimacy.

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As Avya adjusted her blazer in the reflection of the elevator mirror, her heart seemed to pound louder by each passing second. Well it’s easy to win against Vihaan but she can’t take him lightly because he’s damn brilliant at his job and you never know what stunt he might pull next.

“Relax, stop panicking” said Mehek.

“I’m not panicking” replied Avya with hesitation.

"It's not exactly the meeting it's just... Vihaan's Bhua Dadi is coming tomorrow and every other member tells she's rude and mean and I don't know how to deal with her" said Avya.

"Well if you can deal Vihaan you can deal his Bhua easily too" replied Mehek, making Avya chuckle softly.

"He isn't that bad" said Avya.

"Ohoh I can sense love in the air" teased Mehek.

"Shut up, there is no love. It's your delusion" replied Avya.

"Ya, ok keep lying to yourself, Darling" said Mehek "Oh, and I & Ved won’t be able to make it to the party tonight. We need some quality time away from both of you."