𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲.𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜.♡
Some days even the devil sits back and admires her work.
Story of Aaisha Oberoi And Ranvijay Cha...
You guys can't even vote, nice. Now I won't even ask anything from you all. Expectations he Nahi hai ab toh 🙃🙏🏻But i published this chapter for only a few people.
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Ranvijay arrived late today, which is unusual for him.
What if something happened to him? He did not even eat dinner.
I am also a CEO, but I do not spend much time there; something is clearly wrong.
"Queen, Should i serve the dinner?" Seema, who works for us, came and asked, but seeing my worried expression, she replied.
"Sir is late today, but he will definitely arrive soon, I will cover the food." With this, she bent and performed the gesture she is used to doing with royalties.
I didn't want to let him know that i was worried, so i started going downstairs so that i could know something.
My heart began to sink with every step. I took the final step slowly, making enough noise with my heels to alert everyone to my presence.
My eyes blinked as the mirror reflected the pink, shimmering saree I was wearing.
"Bhabhi, is anything wrong?" As everyone watched me with worried eyes, Devansh approached me and inquired.
"Voh, Ranvijay abhi tak nhi aaya toh." ("Ranvijay didn't came so..") Devansh understood, but I paused in the middle.
"Wait I'll call him." He began calling him, and even though I was growing anxious with every ring, he did not answer.
"Do not worry, He does this sometimes, He'll come late, I prefer you to sleep aaisha" Dad said while devansh was going to ask something.
"By the way bhabhi, Where is your that bestfriend??"
"She went to a fashion week, but why do you care?" I asked him but he just quickly started going upstairs.
"Goodnight bhabhi, i am sleepy" he just said this and left.
What a guy. Brothers for a reason.
My only choice was to go to sleep. I began making my way back to my room to change out of my saree and into more comfortable attire.
But then there was a loud car voice. I thought it had to be Ranvijay, and I was almost running in the direction of the door so no one could see.
However, all I saw was a squad of nine or ten bodyguards, and a dazzling, flawless picture of a body was playing in my head.
