Khushi's playful interruption cut through the tender moment, and the room was filled with her spirited energy. "Ab bahut hua yeh emotional drama... ab aap dono ki special night hai jisme main kabab mein haddi nahi banna chahti hun," she declared with a mischievous grin. She stretched her arms and yawned dramatically, her exhaustion evident.
"Bahut thak gayi hun! Good night love birds," she added cheerfully, before turning on her heel and leaving the room, gently closing the door behind her. The sound of the door clicking shut left Aarav and Manvi alone, their smiles reflecting their amusement at Khushi's antics.
Manvi's gaze fell on the bed, which had been lavishly decorated for their wedding night. The room was bathed in a soft, romantic glow from the dimmed lights, with rose petals scattered delicately across the silk sheets. Aarav, with a playful glint in his eye, approached the bed. Manvi, feeling a flutter of nervousness, instinctively took a step back until her back met the wall.
Aarav, closing the distance between them, placed his hand against the wall, effectively blocking her path. "Toh shuru kare..." he said, his voice low and inviting.
"Kya?" Manvi asked, her voice trembling slightly with shyness as she cast her eyes downward.
Aarav, adopting a teasing tone, "Wahi jo tum Maya se kehke aayi thi! Mujhe apne pati ke saath suhaagrat manani hai." He mimicked her words playfully, causing Manvi to blush deeply. Her face turned a vivid shade of red as she attempted to hide her embarrassment by covering her face with her palms.
Aarav, with a gentle touch, pulled her hands away from her face. Manvi looked up at him with a mix of apprehension and anticipation. He leaned in, his lips almost touching hers, when suddenly, she pushed him away and dashed towards the bathroom.
Aarav, taken aback by her sudden retreat, sighed in exasperation and called out, "Manvi, puri raat andar rahogi?" His frustration was tinged with amusement.
Inside the bathroom, Manvi found a gift box near the sink. Her curiosity piqued, she picked it up and noticed a note attached that read, "Shaadi Mubarak ho meri jaan." A smile graced her lips as she quickly opened the box. Her eyes widened in surprise when she discovered a seductive, revealing nighty inside. It was a stark departure from her usual modest attire, and she felt a flush of excitement mixed with nervousness.
Remembering Aarav's need to heal from Maya's torment and the importance of their special night together, Manvi resolved to embrace the moment. She changed out of her wedding lehenga, slipping into the provocative nighty. The dress clung to her curves in a way that was both alluring and bold. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she stepped out of the bathroom.
As she emerged, she found the room deserted. Her gaze wandered until she spotted Aarav at the pool area, taking laps in the water. His physique, accentuated by the minimal coverage of his boxers, was a sight to behold. The water glistened on his skin, highlighting his toned body. He moved with a powerful grace that left Manvi breathless.
Aarav, noticing her presence, exited the pool. Water droplets cascaded down his well-defined torso as he approached her. His eyes roamed over her form with a mixture of admiration and desire. The transformation in her attire did not go unnoticed, and his gaze conveyed his appreciation and longing.
As he drew closer, the room seemed to pulse with a newfound intensity. The romantic atmosphere combined with their palpable chemistry created an electric tension between them. The soft light reflecting off the water, combined with the heat of the moment, painted a scene of undeniable allure.
Manvi's heart raced as she met his eyes, their mutual desire evident. The night was theirs, filled with the promise of healing, passion, and the rekindling of their deep connection.

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Ajeeb Dastan Hai Yeh (Completed)
Mystery / ThrillerAarav Malhotra a business tycoon is a ruthless person. He is famous for his drinking habits, sleeping with a new girl but ruling the commercial world. He is only softened towards his 15 years old daughter Khushi who hates him to the core. The father...