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Ayan stepped out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel. The room was empty, and he realized that Ishani was not there.
"Ishani?" he called out, his voice echoing in the silent bedroom. But there was no response.
He frowned, concerned. Where could she have gone? He glanced around the room, searching for clues, but everything seemed in order. There was no sign of Ishani anywhere.
Ayan spotted Ishani's laptop sitting on the couch, open and on. He walked over to it, his concern growing. The screen was lit up, and he could see that she had been working on something before leaving.
He sat down on the couch, frowning as he looked at the screen. What had she been working on? And why had she left without closing her laptop?
Ayan leaned closer to the screen, curiosity piqued. There was a draft open on the laptop, and he could see that Ishani had been writing something.
As he began to read, he realized that it was a story she had been working on. He couldn't help but be drawn in by the words on the screen, his curiosity growing with each passing moment.
Ayan continued reading, his eyes flickering across the screen, absorbing the words. It wasn't until he came across 'that scene' that he felt a sudden jolt of shock.
He stared at the screen for a moment, his mind trying to process what he had just read. He couldn't believe what Ishani had written. What had possessed her to write something so explicit, so intimate?
Ishani entered the room, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw Ayan sitting on the couch with her laptop open in front of him.
"W-what are you doing?" she blurted out.
Her cheeks turning red with embarrassment. Ayan looked up at her, a mixture of shock and confusion on his face.
"I was just... looking" he admitted, his voice faltering.
"I saw that your laptop was on, and I got curious."
" That's personal "
" Gold digger toh Thi hi but itni ashlil bhi chii yaar "
Ishani's face fell at his words her shoulders sagged, and she let out a heavy sigh. It was the same routine every day - Ayan's insults and accusations, her humiliation and guilt.
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Meanwhile in Australia, Vedika was fast asleep in bed, her head resting on a pillow. Beside her, Reyansh lay awake, his gaze fixed on her face. He hadn't left her side for a moment, his protectiveness almost palpable.
Just then, his phone rang, breaking the tranquility of the room. Reyansh reached for the device, the sound of Vedika's soft breathing barely audible in the background.
As Reyansh picked up his phone, he saw that it was Rajveer calling. He felt a pang of worry, knowing that there must be something important for his brother to call him at this hour. He answered, his voice hushed so as not to disturb Vedika.
Reyansh: hello?
Rajveer: yeah sab kya chal raha hai Reyansh vedika pe attack hua aur tune kisiko kuch bhi nahi bataya.
Reyansh: aapko kaise pata chala bhai aap th---
Rajveer: bhul mat kis se baat kar raha hai tu rajveer raghuvanshi hu mai.
Reyansh: I'm sorry Bhai I don't know kya karta vedika ki halat dekhkar main bahut ghabra gaya tha.
Rajveer: dekh ab bahut ho gaya India wapas aaja.
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THE RAGHUVANSHIS
FanfictionTo the outside world, the Raghuvanshi family appeared as the epitome of perfection. They seemed happy, content, and the envy of many, with their close-knit bond and comfortable lifestyle. But behind the closed doors of their home, a very different r...
