His Vengeance Wife

Chapter 12

The next day arrived quicker than Advika had hoped. She nervously counted down the hours until she had to face him again. As she was getting ready, her mind swirled with thoughts. "Okay, Advika. You can do this. Just act normal. You didn’t do anything wrong, right?" She tried to convince herself, but the flashbacks from the changing room kept creeping in, making her heart race.

Finally, dressed in a simple yet elegant saree, she muttered to herself, "Not again, yaar (friend). How am I supposed to travel in this saree? But whatever anyone says, I don’t look any less than an apsara (celestial nymph) descended from heaven." She adjusted her pallu, but as she took a step back, she lost her balance slightly, causing her to sit back on the bed.

She huffed in annoyance.

Divya, who was watching her with Aakriti, burst into laughter. Advika turned to look at both ladies who were laughing at her predicament, making her pout in frustration.

Divya: "Oh, the apsara who descended from heaven has fallen! Haha! How are you going to walk, Miss Apsara? Like a penguin! Haha!"

She continued to laugh, further annoying Advika.

Advika: "Haat! (Get lost!) Who invited you here, by the way?"

Divya: "Aunty did. Any problem?"

Advika just rolled her eyes at her, making Divya gasp dramatically.

Before they could start arguing, Aakriti jumped into the conversation.

Aakriti: "Okay, enough, both of you. And Aadu, you look really beautiful."

She looked at Divya, and both said in unison, "Just like an apsara who has descended from heaven."

Advika smiled shyly and left the room very cautiously, making sure not to stumble along the way.

Advika’s nerves were on edge as she stood before the grand doors of Agarwal's mansion. The chill in the air was palpable, but it wasn’t the evening cold that sent a shiver down her spine—it was the thought of facing him again. Akhil wasn’t just any man; he was ruthless, calculating, and dangerous—a man who wore the crown of a cold-hearted mafia king with ease.

She couldn’t forget the incident , the way his touch had sent a confusing blend of fear and thrill through her veins. Advika clenched her fists as she tried to shake the memory off. She had promised herself she wouldn’t let him get under her skin. But standing outside his domain, she couldn’t help but feel like a lamb walking into the lion’s den.

The three of them headed downstairs to join the rest of the family.
The entire Agarwal family was present at the door to

welcome the Bakshi family-except Akhil.

Sumitra: "You are looking beautiful, dear."

Saying this, she hugged Advika, who smiled and hugged her back, muttering a small, "Thank you."

After settling down, Advika's dad questioned, "Where is Akhil?"

Karan: "He went out for some work. Don't worry, he'll come soon."

Listening to this, everyone nodded, except for Advika, who was lost in her own thoughts.

"Aree wahh, janab bhaar gaye hai. Over here, maa warns me to come soon, and this hulk doesn't even value time. The guests are waiting for him, and he's still not here. Huh, batameez!"

("Wow, this gentleman is out somewhere. Over here, my mom warned me to come soon, and this hulk doesn't even value time. The guests are waiting for him, and he's still not here. Huh, rude!")

Divya: "Are you missing my jiju?" Divya whispered in her ear, making her flinch. Advika shot a glare at her, to which Divya just giggled.

After some time, Akhil entered the room, greeted her parents, excused himself, and left for his room to freshen up. Advika didn't even once look up to face him, and as he left, she sighed and continued listening to the elders talk. Sensing her boredom, Sumitra told Siya to give a house tour to Advika and Divya.