𝑬𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆

16 ♡

That night, after finishing his work, Abhimman quietly slipped into bed beside Anaya. Both fell into a peaceful sleep.

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The Next Morning

Anaya stirred softly in her sleep, feeling the warmth of Abhimman beside her. A slight weight rested on her waist, and as she opened her eyes, she noticed his arm draped over her, his face nestled in the crook of her neck.

A gentle smile spread across her lips as she gazed at him. Slowly, she wiggled free from his hold, careful not to wake him. Heading to the washroom, she muttered to herself, "What's gotten into him lately? Why is he being so... romantic all of a sudden? God knows. Never mind."

After a refreshing shower, she emerged from the bathroom fully dressed, only to find Abhimman still fast asleep. Just then, his phone buzzed loudly, breaking the serene morning. Curiously, Anaya picked it up.

"Hello?" she answered cautiously.

On the other end, Raj, Abhimman's personal assistant, responded, "Hello, Bhabhi! Is Sir there?"

"Yes, Raj," she replied.

"Bhabhi, it's urgent. Could you wake him up and have him call me immediately?"

"He's still sleeping," Anaya said, glancing toward the bed.

"Please, Bhabhi. This is really important. I'll wait for his call."

"Alright, I'll let him know," she assured him before hanging up.

Walking over to the bed, she gently nudged Abhimman's shoulder. "Hey, wake up. Raj called. He said it's urgent."

Abhimman groaned, burying his face in the pillow. "Let me sleep a little longer," he mumbled.

"Abhimman, it sounded important. Call him back," she insisted before heading downstairs, assuming it was related to office work.

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The Revelation

Reluctantly, Abhimman sat up and reached for his phone. Dialing Raj, he said, "What's so urgent, Raj?"

"Sir, you won't believe what I've found out," Raj said, his voice heavy with concern.

"Get to the point," Abhimman snapped, his irritation fading into focus.

"It's Dhairya and Niya, Sir. They've been plotting to harm Anaya—planning to have her killed."

"What?" Abhimman's voice dropped to a dangerous tone. "Are you certain?"

"Yes, Sir. The details are still coming in, but I have enough to confirm their intentions. Please keep Bhabhi safe at all costs."

Abhimman's fists clenched as anger surged through him. "They'll regret this," he growled, his voice seething with fury.

Ending the call, he stormed out of the room, his mind filled with one thought: No one will harm Anaya. Not while I'm alive.

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The Morning Revelation

Abhimman stormed down the stairs, his mind racing with Raj's words. Dhairya and Niya had crossed the line. His jaw clenched as he spotted Anaya humming softly in the kitchen, completely unaware of the storm brewing around her.

He paused for a moment, his heart softening at the sight of her. She was happily arranging breakfast, her hair damp from the shower. He silently vowed, I'll protect you, Anaya, no matter what.

"Good morning," she said, turning to him with a bright smile. "You're up early. Raj's call must have been important."

Abhimman forced a smile, trying to mask his anger. "Yeah, work stuff."