In a world of shadows, her light guides his heart....
Arjun × Vaidehi
The soon-to-be king of Jodhpur is a captivating figure with an undeniable charisma that draws people in. He is strong and protective of his family, valuing respect above all else...
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Finally done dealing with the never-ending stream of guests, I headed to my study room, hoping for some quiet. But as I opened the door, I found Reyansh, Rudra, and Aarav lounging comfortably on the couch, deep in conversation.
Shaking my head with a smile, I walked over and seated myself in the armchair opposite them. Aarav, the ever-teasing one, smirked as he said, "Ab panic attack toh nahi aa raha?"
I rolled my eyes at his usual antics. "Nahi," I retorted, "Jab kamre mein jaunga naa, aur unhe dekhunga, toh shayad aa jaye."
At this, they all burst into laughter, knowing exactly who I was talking about.
Reyansh leaned back, his expression mischievous. "Arjun, why's she ignoring you today?"
His question brought a slow smile to my face as memories of Vaidehi's adorable jealousy flashed before my eyes. The way she fumed when she saw me talking to Lavanya earlier was priceless.
My cutest little angry bird.
With a smirk, I replied, "Jalkukdi hai meri biwi."
That sent them all into peals of laughter. Aarav clapped his hands together and quipped, "Bhagwan kare aaj tujhe kamre se bahar nikal de."
I huffed at his audacity. "Haan, kyun nahi," I shot back, though I couldn't hide my grin.
Standing up, I adjusted my coat. "I'm leaving," I announced.
Aarav couldn't resist one last jab. "Raha nahi jaa raha naa Vaidehi ke bina?"
I paused for a moment, my expression softening. "Ek pal bhi nahi," I admitted.
With that, I left the room, my heart pulling me toward her. Reaching our chamber, I stopped just outside the door, taking a deep breath to steel myself. Slowly, I pushed the door open.
There she was, sitting on the edge of the bed, her fingers fidgeting nervously in her lap. The sight brought a tender smile to my face. I quietly stepped inside and closed the door behind me.
The sound made her look up, and she stood abruptly, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and stubborn anger. Before she could say anything,I crossed the distance between us in a few long stride.
Without hesitation, I snaked my arms around her waist, pulling her closer until there wasn't an inch of space left between us. Her waist-God, I was obsessed with it. My fingers rested lightly on her soft curves, my mind flashing back to the memory of her in that black saree in our date with the delicate waist chain. She'd looked like a goddess, and I'd barely held myself back from tying her up with that chain and fucking her until her legs gave out beneath her.
The thought alone was enough to send a wave of heat coursing through me, and I instinctively tightened my hold. She gasped at the sudden closeness, her breath hitching as I leaned in to husk in her ear, "Abhi bhi naraz hain humse aap?"
