𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟕 : 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬?

POV - Author

After spending a good time at the temple, they all made their way out.

"Bhabhi sa, now I'll go with you. I'll ride in your car," Ansh said, walking toward Anvi.

"Move aside, Ansh. At least thank me for bringing all of you here. You've already had your darshan, and now there's no need. I'm taking my wife with me, you go home," Ranvijay said, pulling his wife closer and dragging her with him.

"Rana sa, what was that behavior? Who behaves like that?" Anvi huffed, clearly irritated.

"Ranvijay Singh Rathore behaves like that," he replied, a proud smirk plastered on his face.

"Huh, saddu insaan" she muttered under her breath.

"By the way, where are we going?" she asked, her gaze now directed at him.

"To a restaurant for lunch," he replied, but the next second, Anvi quickly removed her hand from his grip.

"No way! I've cooked a special meal for you at home," she said, her tone slightly louder.

"I want restaurant food, jaan," he said, trying to grab her hand again, but she resisted.

"No need. You'll eat home-cooked food, quietly," she said, glaring at him.

"Okay, okay, we'll order at home," he said, making a U-turn back towards home. He tried to hold her hand again but failed, which only irritated him further.

"Agar order Kiya ha n toh phir order ke sath apko bhi dustbin ma phek dungi "she threatened. Her words made Ranvijay's jaw drop in surprise. She didn't even realize why she was behaving this way, but perhaps her pregnancy mood swings were in full swing.

(If you order at home, I'll throw you in the dustbin along with it)

"No, no, jaan, I was just joking. I'll eat whatever you make, and first of all, why do you keep pulling your hand away from me? I can't focus on driving like this," he said, his face shifting between a puppy-dog look and a growing irritation.

"No, I will not give you my hand," she replied, teasing him. But the next second, Ranvijay did something that sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

"Why won't you? Remember, you are mine," he said in a possessive tone, pulling her closer and kissing her fiercely.

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After a short yet eventful drive, they reached home. As they entered the mansion, a maid approached them.

"Rani sa, a man named Kelvin has come to meet you," she said, bowing in front of Anvi.

"Alright, let him wait in the living room. I'll come in a moment," Anvi replied before walking away, but Ranvijay wasn't having any of it.

"Why is this idiot here to meet you?" Ranvijay asked, his tone dripping with irritation.

"Rana sa, watch your language. He brought my dress for the evening function. You stay here, I'll go meet him," Anvi said as she started walking toward the hall. However, Ranvijay quickly pulled her back.

"You're not going anywhere. Come with me to the room," he said, picking her up in his arms and heading toward their bedroom.

"Rana sa, let me go! I need to meet him," Anvi shouted, squirming in his arms and smacking his chest, but he didn't budge.

"You're not going anywhere. Stay still, jaan," he said firmly, though she wasn't one to give up easily.

"No! Let me go!" she retorted, her eyes now noticing that they were nearing their room.