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Ishani's POV :-

"Dadi, Maine aur Riddhima ne apni puri zindagi ek sath bitane ka faisala kiya hai..."

Vansh bhai announced leaving all of us shocked. Spending rest life of his life with Riddhima... That behenji ? Is he even serious? How can he even think about this? What has happened to his taste mahn... From when did he start liking down market things? That Riddhima had everything of Rai Singhnia's except the last name. And now these people are hell bent on giving even the RaiSinghania's name to her in charity. No, this is not going to happen. I won't let this happen...

"What ? Bhai means you are saying yes to this stupid marriage proposal? How could you Bhai?"

I asked to confirm my doubt. The Vansh Bhai I knew liked everything exquisite. This low market trash couldn't ever be his choice.

"Ishani, it would be better if youngers don't speak in between two elders discussion "

Mom said. But You know what ,I'm not feeling bad. Because this is what I expect from her. To support that charity case over her own blood. Wow, what a mom I got.

I rolled my eyes and chose not to answer her.

"Ishani, Go to your college. You are getting late."

I looked at Vansh bhai as he ordered pocketing his hand. Here, my foolish family is taking such a big decision of his life and all he is concerned about is my college.... The hell with college..

"But bhai, this cheap girl is not upto your standard. She is....."

I tried to explain him but his one glare was enough to shut me up.

"Behave Ishani. She is going to be your bhabhi soon. I'll consider her disrespect as mine. So you better learn to respect her"

My mouth agape hearing him. Did he just ask me to give Respect and that too to Riddhima? Bhabhi my foot... She is a bloody golddigger, manipulative and cunning girl. How did she even manage to fool Vansh Bhai?

"I can't believe this...."

I spoke stomping my foot and muttering some colourful words under my breath for that trash.

"Neither I can"

He murmured. I raised my one eyebrow at him. What does he mean? I looked at Riddhima who was shaking with fear. Why? Why this drama when everything is happening according to her plan ? It's not like Vansh Bhai forced her into this. Wait, Wait... Did he?

I looked at the smirk that had never left his face since the start of the marriage conversation. He generally does that when he is upto something or when he wins against someone.

I gasped as my brain started connecting the dots. Oh my god, Did he really do that? But why? Why would he ruin his own life by marrying someone like Riddhima who has no class, no standard, no identity, and nothing of her own?

I really hope she is the one who is being played and not the another way around. You are digging your own grave Riddhima. God knows what Vansh Bhai has in store for you. He is not fool like other family members to fall in your trap that easily. I'm sure he has his own motive behind this alliance.

"Ok Dadi. I have an important meeting in half an hour. So i guess I should leave. And don't worry, I'll have breakfast in canteen. "

Vansh Bhai informed leaving that trash's hand and coming near dadi.

"Fine. But come back soon. You have to do Ravan dahan today. "

Dadi said to which he nodded his head..

"I'll try my best. "

He signalled Aangre to follow him... Everyone went in the dining area to have breakfast. Chanchal chachi started serving Aaryan when all of sudden Vansh bhai's voice boomed in the hall....

"And Aaryan, You have 15 minutes to report in my cabin. And your time starts now"

Aaryan choked his food hearing bhai's voice. Chachi poured water in his glass as he started coughing. Drinking the water, He picked up a sandwhich hastily from his plate gobbling it as fast as he could...

"Dadi I guess I should leave. Otherwise your Hitler grandson will fire me today"

He said getting up not before picking another slice of sandwich for himself...

I smirked looking at Riddhima. This is the terror of Vansh Bhai. His voice is enough to make others sweat in fear. And Riddhima things she can tame him... I haven't seen a bigger fool than her.
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Riddhima's POV :-

"Maine aur Riddhima ne apni puri zindagi ek sath bitane ka faisala kiya hai..."

His voice echoed in my ears. No, no.. This can't be happening. I don't want this. I don't want him....

He scares me. I can't spend a single minute in his presence. How am I suppose to spend my entire life with him? I can't let this happen... I can't marry him.

"Riddhima...Riddhima"

I was startled hearing Dadi's voice. I looked around and saw everyone looking at me curiously. Shitt, my habit of getting zoned out is surely going to land me in big trouble someday.

"Kaha kho gyi hai tu Riddhima? Aur ye...ye Kya karrhi hai?"

She asked keeping a hand on my shoulder. I looked at Siya who was munching her sandwich looking at me. She signalled towards my plate..I scrunched my eyebrows not understanding what she was trying to convey..

"Are you out of your mind Riddhima? Where are your table manners? Look what you did ..."

Ishani yelled looking towards my plate. I looked down and gasped as I saw what I have been doing all this while...

Shitt... I closed my eyes in embarrassment as I realized instead of pouring the spoon full of curd on Rice, I was pouring it on dining table.

"Aur kuch khaa Kyu nahi rahi hai tu? Kabse dekh rahi hu bas chammach se khele jaa rhi hai"

Dadi asked looking at the spoon I was holding. How would I tell her that I have lost my appetite due to her grandson? He killed my thirst and hunger....

"Riddhima, Are you alright? Do you have fever? And why are you sweating so much? Go and take rest Beta. I'll call doctor to check you ..."

Anupriya maa said getting up from her chair. Wiping the sweat on my forehead with the corner of my dupatta, I nodded my head. DSouza aunty brought kitchen wiping cloth to clean the curd fallen on the dining table.

"No Aunty. You eat, I'll clean this."

I said taking the cloth from her hand.

"No no , your highness. Why would you clean? Your father has kept all of us at your service na. You just go and take rest. We servants will do all your work...."

Ishani taunted. The way she brought my father's topic out of nowhere hurted me. Leaving the wiping cloth, I got up from the dining table and ran to my room locking it from inside.....

Why Bappa Why? Why do you always do this to me? What wrong did I do to deserve this? First Ishani and now even Vansh is determined on making my life a living hell....

I closed My eyes as the memories of my past flashed before me...

"Bhai, Bhai.... Bhaaaaiiiiii..... "

7 years old Ishani was shouting catching Riddhima's wrist. Vansh came running in Ishani's room and found her crying profusely.

"What happened Ishani? Are you fine? Did you get hurt?"

He asked worried inspecting her from head to toe.

"Bhai, see what this bad girl did. She was stealing my favourite lipstick and when I caught her red handed, She scratched me. See"

Ishani lied forwarding her hand. Vansh gritted his teeth seeing the red scratch marks on his baby sister's hand.

"No Van.... "

8 yr old Riddhima tried to speak

"Shutup...."

His voice boomed in the room...

"How dare you? How dare you hurt my sister?"

He asked catching her wrist tightly. Ishani smirked seeing them

"I didn't.. I didn't steal. "

Riddhima said shaking in fear...

"Then what the hell you think this lipstick is doing in your hands?"

He asked tightening his grip on her wrist.

"Bhai, its paining....Aaah "

Ishani winced shedding few crocodile tears showing him the scratch mark again...
He fumed looking at his baby sister's condition who was weeping non stop... He wasn't angry over the lipstick stealing fiasco, but what blew his mind was raised reddish scratch marks on his little sister's arm.

He glared angrily at the petite frame that dared to harm his sister and that too in his own house.

"You'll pay for making my sister cry ,Riddhima"

He spoke clenching his jaw and before she could realize he held her neck and immersed her head in the rectangular fish tank kept on the side table...

Her legs raised above the ground and daggled in air as he dipped her head further in the water.

She struggled to breath as the water from fish tank entered her mouth ,her tiny hands tried to slap his thighs to rescue herself but all in vain.... He submerged her neck inside the tank till the time he was sure she couldn't take it anymore.

Bringing her head out of the water, he tightened his finger around her neck and looked into her eyes as if warning her not to mess up with him or his family ever again. She was frightened seeing the madness in him eyes. He pushed her to the floor and marched out of the room along Ishani without even glancing at her petite frame that was shaking in fear....
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Vansh's POV :-

Kabir..... I typed in the search box of facebook and soon few profiles appeared on the desktop...

Kabir Khurana

Kabir Khanna

Kabir Ganguly

Kabir Wadh

I scrolled down just when a display picture caught my eyes.

Kabir Sharma.
Sub-inspector, Gurgaon Police Station, New Delhi...

I zoomed the display picture. A smirk plastered over my face seeing the same boy who was with Riddhima that day.

So, that boy is a Inspector....
Interesting, Very Interesting. I should stop addressing him boy. He seems man enough to join the police force.

"Send Aangre inside"

I spoke connecting the intercom. Soon, Aangre appeared in my cabin pushing the glass door.

"Yes Boss?"

He asked standing in front of me. I indicated him to sit and turned my laptop towards him....

He raised his eyebrows in confusion looking at the laptop screen.

"Ask your private detectives to get all the information about this man. Personal life, professional life, residential address, police records... Everything. I want every information about him "

I ordered clenching my jaw. Aangre looked at me confused. I tilted my neck knowing very well what is going on in his mind. Kabir is neither our Business rival nor our friend. How shall I make Aangre understand why I'm wasting my time behind Kabir when I myself don't know the reason?

"Boss But...."

He stopped midway seeing my palm. I shook my neck and pointed my index finger towards him....

"Do as I say. No more questions. "

He lowered his head muttering a "Yes Boss" under his breath. Very Good. That's what I exactly like to hear from him.

"Any update about Thakral?"

I asked closing the laptop. Aangre nodded his head. I signalled him to continue.

"One of our detective spotted Mr Thakral outside Nandini Complex Yesterday. "

He told. I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. That location is far away from Thakral's workplace and apartment. Why would he waste his time in visiting any random place when court has given him just 3 days to collect evidence against us?

"Nandini Complex? What was he doing there?"

I asked my doubt. Aangre paused for few seconds as if thinking whether to tell me or not. I waited for him to speak.

"Umm not sure, But Advocate Mittal's office is on the 3rd floor. After last court proceeding, Mr Thakral might have understood that We bribed his lawyer. We shouldn't be surprise if Advocate Mittal takes over this case."

He said. I chuckled at the sheer Audacity of that old Man. He wants to win against RaiSinghania's at this age when his one leg is already in the grave. And if he doesn't stop here, then I would be forced to make arrangements to send him in his grave for real.

"Go to the depth of this matter Aangre. Close all the doors for Thakral. Do whatever you want, but he shouldn't get any lawyer for fighting the case against us. "

I commanded. Already the reputation of VR associates is at stake because of this baseless case. It would be better if the case gets closed in next hearing itself.

"Yes Boss "

Aangre said with confidence and walked out of the cabin. That's the thing I love about him. His confidence can make the opponent go weak on his knees....
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Riddhima's POV :-

I grabbed the inhaler from the drawer. Holding the mouthpiece firmly with one hand, I rotated the base. Breathing out fully, I placed the mouthpiece of inhaler between my lips. Closing my eyes, I breath in through mouth rapidly and briefly.

Finally I could breathe. I become breathless whenever I think about my childhood incidences. When even the thought of Vansh suffocates me, How would I spend my entire life with him? I can't do this.

But what about Dadi? How can I disrespect her wish? Siya was so happy after hearing about this marriage sham, I don't have the heart to make her sad. I have always considered this family as mine. This family has fulfilled all my wishes. Can't I fulfill their single wish?

"What the hell are you even thinking Riddhima?"

My subconscious mind yelled at me. Right. What is heck I'm even thinking? Marriage is not a joke. I can't marry Vansh just because I'm indebted to this family. What do I even know about Vansh? And Vansh. What has he even seen in me to take such a big decision? I didn't react at that time as my mind was in shock. But now I think I need to make a decision.

He is impulsive. But I'm not. I can't let him destroy mine as well as his life like this. We both are not made for each other and he needs to understand this.

But everyone is in festive mood today. I don't want to ruin their happiness. Today is Dussehra, the day of new beginnings and of victory of good over evil. Everyone is busy in mood of celebration. I think I should talk with Dadi tomorrow. Waise Bhi, She is busy in the preparations.

Ufff... Too much of stress. My brain is going to explode anytime due to over thinking.

I sat on the bed and slowly slipped inside the duvet closing my eyes. Because That's what I always do when I don't know what to do.

I was sleeping peacefully, when I felt someone shaking my body vigorously. Opening my eyes lazily, I looked around and found Siya in front of me holding a hanger of lehenga...

I know what she wants from me...

"Siya, No.. I don't want to wear this.... "

I spoke hidding myself in the duvet...I don't why she always gives her clothes to me. Anupriya Maa bought that lehenga for Siya last Diwali. And now Siya wants me to wear this. I don't understand why. It's not like I don't have clothes of my own.

She shook her head and sat near me on the bed...

"Believe me You'll look so beautiful in this dii."

She tried to pester me. Keyword "tried". Dear Siya this is not going to work now. I still remember what happened when you made me wear that stupid saree last time. And those silletoes, how can I forget? I was barely able to walk in it. As if it wasn't enough, Ishani taunted me that day.

"Accha atleast ek baar uthke dekh to lo"

She tried to remove the duvet from my body.

"No means no... "

I replied hiding my head further in the duvet.

"Fine. Don't listen to me. Why would you? Afterall I'm not your best friend. If it would have been Sejal dii in my place, you would have agreed without a blink.."

She used tears as her weapons knowing very well how much I hate to see them in her eyes.

" Siya, You know what you mean to me. Right? Still you are questioning my love for you? Do you realise you have become like your brother ? Cunning and manipulative. "

I complained. She laughed looking at me.

"Soon you'll also become like him my Ridhima Bhabhiiiiiiii"

Said Siya, pulling my cheeks.... Bhabhi? My eyes went wide hearing the word.

"No please, Don't call me that..."

I requested. It feels so awkward. Here I'm planning to refuse the marriage proposal and look at Siya. She has already started calling me bhabhi.

"Fine, wear this lehenga and I'll stop calling you bhabhi. "

Hitting a pillow on her arm, I narrowed my eyes. This little devil has turned into a blackmailer now.

"Are you blackmailing me Siya?"

I asked glaring her....She moved her wheelchair little away from my bed and look at me.

"Yes, Riddhima Bhabhiiiiiiii...."

She teased sticking her tongue at me. I flared my nose and tried to fake anger. I hate myself for looking into her eyes as her hopeful eyes sealed the deal...

"Urgh....Fine. Keep it here. I'll wear after sometime. Now please let me take a power nap. I'm feeling very sleepy...."

I spoke showing her the door of my room indirectly telling her to get lost. No one gets to come in between me and my sleep.
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Aaryan's POV:-

"Dadi kaha rakhu ?..."

I asked lifting the Ravan statue with my both hands.

"Beta, Pandit Jii is saying to keep Ravan statue in east direction so that it's back faces against the west. "

Dadi said. I huffed in frustration. From last half and hour this stupid Pandit is making me dance on his finger...

Nariyal phod do, aise nhi pehle patthar pe tilak lagao, haldi lagao, nahi is patthar pe nhi us patthar pe phodo..... Abey saale, tere sar pe phod du? I wanted to lash out but controlled myself. Just because of Dadi, I'm tolerating this Pandit otherwise till now he would have learnt a nice lesson for ordering Aaryan RaiSinghania.

"Bhai sahab, khade khade muh kya dekh rahe ho. Movie chal rhi yaha? Come on, help me...."

I shouted at our Househelp Ratan, who was laughing at me. He gulped seeing my eyes that were sending him angry glare...

"Jii Aaryan Bhaiyaa...."

Saying this, He wiped his sweat with the red scarf around his neck and came to help me...

"Dekho dhang se pakadna, Girna nhi chahiye..."

I instructed him to hold the statue properly. He nodded his head and We both bent down to hold the leg of the statue when Pandit jii stopped us.

"Rukiye Yajmaan"

He said coming near. I frowned looking for him. Yajmaan? Who the hell is this Yajmaan now? Did Ratan change his name?

I looked at Panditjii who was looking back at me. What the hell? Does he have squint? Why is he looking at me like that?

" Yajmaan..."

He repeated keeping a hand on my shoulder.

"Who Yajmaan? Look, my name is Aaryan."

I said removing his hand from my shoulder. God knows from which zoo Dadi brought him. All the long long Mantra's are at the tip of his tongue but he can't remember a short and simple name like Aaryan. Wow, just wow.

"I know Aaryan Yajmaan"

My eyes widened hearing him. Aaryan yajmaan, like seriously? I guess he has difficulty in understanding simple languages.

"Panditjii, Listen carefully because I won't repeat again. I'm Aaryan. Just Aaryan."

I said glaring at that idiot. Dadi intervened in between and apologized him on behalf of me.

"Shift that statue in north direction. "

He said looking at the Ravan's statue. My jaw clenched hearing him.

"But just now you said in east..."

I reminded him. Poor Pandit jii. His brain neurons have started degenerating because of the ageing process, I guess.... That's why he is having difficulty in remembering things.

"Yajmaan...I mean Aaryan, that was before sunset. After sunset, if the face of statue is in north direction It is believed to be more auspicious"

He reasoned. I flared my nose. Like seriously? I have changed the position of Ravan for more than 5 times till now. From last 45 minutes he is troubling me. It's Dussehra today. Everyone is in their room getting ready for Ravan Dahan. Even Sejal and Kabir are going to come today. And technically speaking,Even I should be in my room at this time getting ready. But what Am I doing? Carrying this huge Ravan Statue and changing its position...All thanks to this idiot Pandit.

"Panjit jii and Dadi, Do one thing. You both sit here and discuss in which Direction Ravan's statue should be kept. Decide first then call me...."

I said keeping the statue back in its place with the help of Ratan.

"Beta lekin..."

Dadi tried to stop me but I took out my phone from pocket and started dialling any random number...

"Sorry Dadi, Ek important call karna hai. Excuse me..."

Saying this, I escaped from there and quickly ran to my room and locked it from inside.

"Sejal is coming today. Get ready fast Aaryan Beta"

I reminded myself as I stood in front of my open wardrobe staring at my clothes.

"What should I wear?"

I questioned myself as my eyes travelled to few sherwani's, Kurta's and blazers hanging down from the hanger...
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Vansh's POV :-

Throwing my blazer on the bed, I started unbuttoning my shirt. It has been a very exhausting day in office today. If it wasn't for dadi who reminded me to come early for Ravan Dahan, I would have been still working on some project.

I huffed seeing a white Kurta placed on the bed. I'm sure this is also Dadi's work. What is wrong is attending Pooja in formals I don't understand... As if god is going to get impressed with my clothing. Huh ...

Taking out my watch, I kept it properly in the drawer. I was about to close it when something caught my attention.

It was the same pair of anklet that I brought for Riddhima for London. Picking up the anklet with my thumb and index finger, I looked at it with a smile on my face.

Its high time to give this anklet to the person it belong to. Keeping the anklet in my pocket, I closed the drawer and changed into the Kurti.

"Bhai..... Bhai... What are you doing? Jaldi Aao. Dadi is calling you."

Siya screamed from downstairs...

"Coming Siya.... "

I replied latching the bedroom door....

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Riddhima's POV:-

"Not again...."

I slumped on the bed exhausted due to my futile attempt to tie knot of the blouse of my lehenga. With so many loops and a single lace to tie, I don't understand in which loop to insert the lace first. Somehow, I managed to tie the lace, but you know what....Every time I bend or move, the lace comes out of the loop.

Urghhh.... I pulled out the lace angrily, it loosened and came out from all the loops in a go.

And Siya wanted me to wear This.. I got up from bed and walked to the vanity mirror.

This? I turned around and looked over my shoulder to see the reflection of my exposed back in the mirror. My back was almost bare except at the sides which was covered by the edge of blouse. I huffed in frustration and tried to approximate the two edges of blouse with my hand. Picking the lace from the vanity, My hands reached at my back trying to put the lace in atleast one of the loop.....

Wait, Wait. Siya blackmailed me to wear this lehenga, Right. So why should I suffer alone.....

Picking up my mobile from the vanity, I opened the message box and typed "Siya, Come in my room right now. Please Help me to get ready". Pressing the send button, I locked my mobile and kept it back on the vanity....

Looking in the mirror I tried to tie the knot again, just when I heard a knock on the door. Sighing in relief, I thanked my stars for sending Siya to help me..

"Come inside fast...."

I spoke without turning back.

"Wo darwaza band kardo"

I said in a low voice moving my hairs to the side bringing them in front of my shoulder.

"Do fast....."

I spoke lowering my head waiting for Siya to tie the lace....

"Jaldi karo please. Koi aa jayega...."

I requested closing my eyes.

"As you wish..."

My eyes jerked open hearing the voice. It didn't take much of my time to recognize the owner of this voice....

My eyes widened seeing his reflection in the mirror. He was taking slow steps towards me. His eyes were fixated on my back. My mind was in shock not knowing what to do.... Before I could realized, My almost bare back crashed with his front. His finger travelled around my waist before settling near my stomach pulling me closer.

"Va..Vansh"

I shivered as I felt his head moving closer to my neck. My body froze as his lips touched my shoulder. Mustering courage, I turned around and pushed him by keeping my both hands on his chest....

"What... What are you doing Vansh? "

I asked trying to sound brave. But all my bravery vanished as I saw his pupils dilating. I gulped my saliva seeing him staring at me so intently. My hands automatically reached to my back trying to hold the two edges of blouse together to prevent it from falling down .....

As if sensing my discomfort, he turned his head to the other side.

I prayed to God to split the earth and swallow me.

"What? Didn't you ask for it?"

He asked darting a sly sideways glance at me.

" Please go from here. Call Siya "

I pleaded lowering my head. I had never faced this much of embarrassment before.

"Do you need help?"

He asked taking a step closer. My heart beats raced. I took a step backward to maintain distance between our bodies. He took another step forward and moved back again... He kept moving till our bodies plastered against each other. I stumbled as the cold edge of vanity hit the skin of my back on taking another step backward.

I looked at him frightened as he did not leave any room for me to escape. His eyes turned into a darker shade of brown as he kept his both the hand on my shoulder turning me around....

"Dori...."

He asked. Because of his proximity my mind wasn't able to register anything...

"Uhh ?"

I managed to speak.

"Dori kahan hai?"

He asked again.. I shook my head not knowing what to say. I felt as if my brain completely stopped working as I couldn't even recall where I kept the lace....

Titling his neck, He bend down... I shivered as his lips came slightly in contact with the bare skin of my stomach... I tried to move back which wasn't even possible due to vanity mirror that was just behind me....

Stretching his hand, he reached the makeup vanity. I looked over my shoulders as he picked up the lace between his fingers and stood before me.

"May I?"

He asked holding the lace in between his fingers ...

"Na...No. I...I.. will do... "

I failed miserably to frame even a single sentence in front of him without fumbling.

"Jab Vansh koi offer deta hai, to logo ko wo order sunai deta hai .."

He said with a glint of anger in his eyes. My palms started sweating as he turned me around and unclapsed my fingers that were holding the edge of blouse together...Suddenly Feeling exposed, I crossed my hands in front of my chest trying to hide myself from his eyes.

Leaning down, He put the lace in the first loop while I watched at our reflection in the mirror. He proceeded to insert the lace in all the loops of both the sides in a zig zag manner.

"Aah...."

I winced as he tied the knot too tight. I felt my body squeeze as he again tightened the knot.

"Any problem?"

He asked looking at me through the mirror. Why do I feel like he is doing it purposely?

I nodded my head in a No and closed my eyes... Biting my bottom lip, I tried to stop my whimper as he again tied the knot and this time it was so tight especially around the breast that I literally felt like my bossoms are being squeezed by someone....

My eyes snapped open as his fingers darted in my loose hairs....

"You did not reply me that day...Jasmine or Lavender?"

I panted as I heard his husky voice. His breath fanned over the back of my earlobe sending shivers all through my body..... I closed my eyes tightly feeling new sensations coming from places which I didn't even knew existed in my body till now.. I so wanted to stop him, but a part of me wasn't ready to let go of this closeness. I was feeling something I never felt before. Something that I'm not able to interpret...

Just when I thought Iwas losing myself, his next words brought me back to reality....

"Fine. If you don't want to answer, I'll ask your lover boy.... Umm, What's his name? Yes, Kabir... He must be knowing you inside out, right?"

He mocked trailing his finger lightly down the skin of my arm...I felt disgusted at his thoughts...His words hitted like a hard slap on my face. What does he even think of me, huh?

Turning around, I pushed him by keeping my hands on his chest and before he could react, I literally ran out of the room....

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A/N:- Hello. I apologize for making you wait. But as you see, my updates are always long. Today's update is of more than 5000 words. And it takes time to type these many words.

Also, I was going to update two chapters together this Friday😅. But I really felt bad seeing some of you waiting for my chapter and re-reading old chapters. Someone re read the entire book and I was like oh my god. What Am I making you do....

So, here is the new update.

P.S~ Aaryan's POV got deleted yesterday, I don't know how. So I had to type it again. N about next chapter half of the chapter is already ready (as I was going to update two chapters together😅), I'll complete the remaining half by Friday.

P.P.S~ Friday ka Saturday ya sunday bhi hosakta hai. But still remind me on friday😅.