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Chapter 28: My man✨️

NOTE: Long chapter ahead;)
Song suggestion for this chapter:

Gazab Ka Hai Din
Song by Jubin Nautiyal and Prakriti Kakar
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"Yeah, you better not be!" Karan said, half-serious, half-joking, making Vedang gulp.
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Iraa's POV

Did he just-Did he just GULP?! Vedang Rao Suryavanshi is nervous? Just the thought of it makes me giggle.

"Girl, are you okay? Why are you giggling now? Does Sidharth Malhotra make you that happy?" Aditi teased, clearly amused.

Meanwhile, Kriti was smirking, acting all innocent, though I knew she wasn't fooling anyone.

"Chup beth tu!" I smacked her playfully and got up, deciding to finish the last bit of packing.

The girls had already finished theirs, so it was just me left.

As I folded my clothes, my mind drifted back to the first day. The day we all met for the first time. The day I met Vedang for the first time... Ahh.

FLASHBACK

"Excuse me, mister! Why are you laughing? I can eat whatever I want, alright? This is my dad's company!"

"Listen, mister, I'm telling you for the last time-I'm not scared of you. My bodyguards will break your bones if you even think about kidnapping me!"

I mentally facepalmed at the memory, but now, it seemed so funny. "Pagal ladki," I mumbled to myself, shaking my head at my past antics.

"How dare you call my girl 'pagal?' a familiar voice interrupted, and before I could turn around, two strong arms snaked around my waist, pulling me into a warm backhug.

"I can say whatever I want, mister. My man can fight," I replied playfully, turning just enough to catch a glimpse of Vedang's face.

He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through his chest.

He had a laugh that could melt anyone's heart, though I struggled to find the right words to describe it. Moreover it was rare.

His warm breath tickled my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. He rubbed his nose at my ear.

He tightened his grip on my waist, pulling me even closer so that our cheeks were almost touching.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to sound casual, even though my heart was racing.

"Making sure I spend every moment I can with you today," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Aap aise bol rahe ho jaise I'm dying tomorrow," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

But suddenly, his grip loosened, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself turned around and pinned against the wall, face-to-face with him.

His eyes bored into mine, intense and unreadable, sending a wave of emotions crashing through me.

They were dark and intense, yet there was a flicker of tenderness there too.

"Don't ever say something like that again," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous, making goosebumps erupt all over my skin.

"I-I was just kidding, Vedan-"

"Don't joke about things like that, Iraa. I can't even imagine something happening to you. I can't function without you," he confessed, whispering the last words sending warmth rushing to my cheeks.