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Aarchi turned around in sleep, moving closer to the warm embrace. Vihaan held her close and opened his eyes, rubbing his one hand over his eyes. Aarchi threw her leg over Vihaan's still very much asleep.
"Hmmm" Aarchi shifted trying to find a comfortable position as Vihaan stretched himself.
"Teddy statue" Aarchi shouted, placing her head over Vihaan's bare chest stopping him from moving around much. He slowly opened his eyes to see Aarchi's head on his chest. He smiled and patted her head.
"You are nice teddy" Aarchi grumbled in sleep, patting his chest. Vihaan stared at her surprised.
"Morning" He wished her politely, running his hand on her arm.
"Sleep teddy" Aarchi replied placing her hand over his eyes, asking him to sleep. He chuckled seeing her childish antics.
"Its time to rise and shine darling, not sleep" He whispered poking her shoulder. She hit his hand away frowning.
"No! No rise and shine, only sleep and peace" She said almost moving on top of him, hiding herself in the crook of his neck.
"You smell nice teddy" She smiled inhaled his scent.
"Well thanks, that's good to know that despite our last night sweaty activities you still think I smell good" Vihaan blushed hearing her.
"Sshhhh you are speaking so much" Aarchi shushed him, making herself home on top of him. Vihaan groaned as Aarchi's silky smoothness rubbed his morning wood. Aarchi stilled in place feeling the same sensation. With closed eyes, she moved her hand on his body. Vihaan let her explore him, waiting to see why she was doing so. Aarchi gulped down her saliva.
"All fine?" Vihaan asked when she didn't say anything.
"MUMMYYYYYYY!!!!!"Aarchi sat crying without opening her eyes.
"Aarchi... What happened?" Vihaan asked worriedly, trying to understand why she was crying.
"Mummyyyyyy papaaaaa" She cried hiding her face in her hands calling for her parents.
"Ari... Arii" Vihaan pushed off the blankets and held her wondering why his one night old wife was crying all of a sudden.
"You don't call me Ari. Only Vihaan can call me that. He'll leave me because of you" Aarchi cried more loudly as Vihaan looked at her confused. He pointed towards himself wondering which other Vihaan she was talking about. He placed his hand over her shoulder but she pushed it away harshly.
"Don't touch me! Your touch disgusts me" She said falling down on the pillow, hiding her face in the blanket, crying more. Vihaan scratched his head and also pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"Until last night you couldn't get enough of my touch and now it disgusts you?" He questioned with a sad pout, questioning his bed abilities and 'how to pleasure a woman' techniques.
"Shut up! Just shut up! How will I face Vihaan after this?" Aarchi cried louder as Vihaan looked around trying to find a way to shut her.
"Who are you by the way? How did you drug me? What drug did you give me? Was it date-rape drug?" She pushed the blanket away and wiped her tears. Vihaan stood awkwardly as she opened her eyes.
"Vihaan?" Aarchi questioned confused on what he was doing in her room. She moved her gaze down to see he was completely naked and immediately covered her eyes with her hands.
"What are you doing naked in my room? If papa catches you like this, he'll kill you" She said worried about Vihaan's safety. Vihaan hit his hand on his head and sat beside her.
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Ishq Junooniyat (Book 3)
RomanceCan be read as standalone. VIHAAN MALHOTRA 25-year-old man of his words. Calm and composed with a face of Adonis. A neurosurgeon by profession who can both save lives and also take lives. Not one of those who become cold and dark after a broken hear...