𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞💕 ( 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞)✔

CHAPTER 90

As Araya stood there, still in the arms of the mysterious man, Shreyansh's face turned beet red with anger. He sprang up from his seat, his eyes blazing with fury, and strode towards the pair. Grabbing the man's collar, he roughly separated him from Araya, his fists clenched and ready to strike.

Just as Shreyansh was about to deliver a punch, Araya's voice rang out, stopping him in his tracks. "Stop, Shrey!" she exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the man, a mixture of shock and delight on her face. "Adi!" she breathed, a soft smile spreading across her lips.

Shreyansh's eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene before him. He looked at Araya, then at the man, and his face darkened with anger. "Aru..." the man, Aditya, said, his voice low and smooth, as he gazed at Araya with a warm smile.

Shreyansh's blood boiled at the familiar way Aditya spoke to Araya. "MRS. ARAYA SHREYANSH SINGH RAJPUT!" he thundered, his voice echoing through the room, as he pulled Araya close to him. "Her name is Araya, not Aru. Only I have the right to call her Aru," he growled, his eyes flashing with possessiveness.

Araya's eyes sparkled with amusement as she realized Shreyansh was jealous. She tried to placate him, placing a soothing hand on his arm. "Shreyansh, calm down. He's just my friend. Meet him, he's Aditya," she said, her voice gentle.

Shreyansh's gaze narrowed as he looked at Aditya, his expression unyielding.

"Meet him?" He is my husband
Shreyansh Singh Rajput "" araya said

Aditya, seemingly oblivious to the tension, flashed a mischievous smile as he pulled Araya into a warm hug. "I'll meet him later, I want to catch up with my friend first," he said, his voice teasing. "So, tell me, how are you, and when did you get married, yaar?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Araya pushed Aditya a little, knowing her husband was on the verge of exploding with jealousy. She smiled warmly at her friend. "I'm fine, and I thought you'd be abroad, since you said you wouldn't be coming back to India."

Aditya's expression turned nostalgic. "I'm glad I did come back, though. Yeah, it wasn't my dream to come back here, but I had to, and today, fate brought us together again."

Araya's curiosity was piqued. "I'm surprised you're here. What brings you back to India?"

Aditya's eyes locked onto Araya's. "I'm here for work. Actually, I'm one of the models for your new clothing line."

Araya's eyes widened in shock. "What? How is that possible?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't even know you were interested in modeling, let alone that you'd been selected for my campaign."

Aditya chuckled. "I know it's a surprise, but I auditioned for the role, and I got selected. I have to say, I'm pretty excited to be working with you, Araya. Your designs are amazing."

Shreyansh's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You didn't tell me about this," he said, his voice low and menacing.

Araya shook her head, still trying to process the news. "I didn't know, Shreyansh. I just told my team to find the best model for the campaign. I didn't get a chance to review the selections."

Aditya smiled wryly. "I guess I'm the best model for the job, then," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

As Araya gazed at the two men standing before her, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over her. On one hand, she was thrilled to be reunited with her old friend Aditya, and the fact that he would be working with her on her new clothing line was the icing on the cake. But on the other hand, she could sense the tension emanating from Shreyansh, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity as he glared at Aditya.