• Heer na jane, Na jane Ranjha
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Ishani's POV :-

" Mom... You are kidding right? You can't do this to me..."

I asked in disbelief hearing what she said just a second back. No, She can't do this to me....For god sake, I'm her daughter.

"I should have done this earlier Ishani. Better late than never."

She spoke glaring at me. I was taken aback. How could she even think about doing this with her own daughter? No Mom, I don't give right to anybody to treat me this way.

"Mom, You are punishing me for that Riddhima? Unbelievable"

I gritted my teeth. That bitch has been a real pain in my ass. And my hatred for her only intensifies with each day. If 7 murders were allowed, I wouldn't have thought even for once before killing her 7 times in 7 most painful ways...

"Enough Ishani. I have heard enough.... "

Mom yelled at me. For the first time, I was scared of her. The women standing in front of me was no more my mother. She was the Anupriya RaiSinghania, our househelps were afraid of.

"Mrs DSouza...... Mrs DSouza....."

She shouted. Mrs DSouza came runing to us.

"Yes Ma'am?"

She asked standing in front of Mom who was glaring at me.

"Mrs. DSouza, Ishani aaj bahar hi soyegi. Garden me inke liye gadda laga dijiye. "

I looked at Mom in disbelief. How could she even think that I'll sleep in garden when I have a cozy bed in my room....

No one. I repeat No one has the right to order Ishani RaiSinghania. Even if that person is my Mother.

"Mom? This is my house. I'll also see how you stop me from entering inside......"

I challenged her. If she think she can stop me from entering my house, Then she is completely wrong. Ishani gets what see wants... By hook or by crook.

"Try Me Ishani..."

She replied calmly crossing her hands. The expressions on her face started scaring me. It reminded me of same person who chased me in the entire mansion with a broom in her hand when a teacher complained her about me bullying few girls of my class. I still remember that day. If it wasn't for Vansh Bhai, Mom would have beaten me black and blue...

Vansh Bhai? Oh yes... He will help me. Not that I'm not capable of helping myself but I don't want to argue unnecessarily with Mom just because of that 2 Rupees girl.

"Vansh Bhaaaaaaai.... Vansh Bhaaaaaiiiiiii.... Vansh Bhaiiiiiiiii"

I screamed as loudly as I could. But when Vansh Bhai didn't show up even after a minute, I was flabbergasted. No Bhai. You can't do this to me...Not when I'm screaming for your help.

"Hogya? Ya aur Chillana hai? You kids keep forgeting that I'm your Mom. And you'll have to listen to me even if you don't like to...."

Mom lectured with a smirk on her face which literally annoyed me. Which Mom treats her daughter this way? Mom is forcing me to cross the lines....

"Mom... My foot...."

I uttered stamping my foot in anger. This had gotten on my nerves now. For her that low life is more important than her own blood. Alright. If she is my mom, then even I'm her daughter who is equally stubborn.

"Behave Ishani.. Don't force me to double your punishment..."

I rolled my eyes hearing her. It was wrong at my place to expect anything from her. It's my fault that I expected a little motherly affection from the woman who never saw anything beyond her so called daughter Riddhima, not even her son's innocence...

"As if I'm going to follow your order. "

I said and before she could lecture me again, I turned to go.

"Mrs D'Souza. Make sure Ishani doesn't set her foot inside the Mansion untill morning...."

I stopped in my track hearing what she just instructed Mrs DSouza. Did she really asked a servant to keep an eye on me... Me?

"Lekin Ma'am itni raatko....."

Mrs D'souza opened her mouth to speak but was cut by my so called Mom...

"Didn't you hear what I said? "

She shouted making Mrs Dsouza flinch in her place. Lowering her head, D'souza appologized

"So..Sorry Ma'am"

I turned my face to look at my Mom who was glaring at Mrs. Dsouza dangerously... I have never seen any mother before who is so much desperate for making her child suffer.

"Agar Ishani andar aayi to mai tumne naukri se nikalu, Isse pehle tum khud apna boriya bistar baand ke yahase dafa ho jana..."

Threatening Mrs D'Souza ...Wow Mom. What a move against your own daughter. I must say I'm so lucky to have a mother like her who is ready to go any extent just to punish me and that too for a girl who is not even related to her.

"Yes... Yes Ma'am"

I heard Mrs Dsouza say. So this servant will stop me now.. Great. A fucking servant has audicity to stop Ishani RaiSinghania... How interesting.... I'm not going to forgive you Mom for making me suffer like this.

Mom turned to go, but after taking few steps she stopped in the track, turned around to look at me. Now what?

"Aur haan, Bahadur se kehkar yaha kuch khane ka bhijwa do. Bhook bhardasht nhi hoti hai Ishani se..."

She instructed Mrs Dsouza. I rolled my eyes. Why to do drama of being a good mother when I already know how biased she is? Why does she pretend as if she cares?

"Thanks but No thanks. You don't need to do this favour on me."

I shouted seeing her retreating figure. If Mom thinks this can break me, The Ishani RaiSinghania. Then she is completely wrong.

Aapko andaza bhi nhi hai yeh sab karke apne mere irade kitne majboot bana diye hai.

Yeh sab Riddhima ke liye tha Na. Alright... You don't know what you have gotten yourself into Riddhima...

Just wait and watch
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He stood in front of the mirror in a brown sherwani and a white pant. Never in his dream he thought this day would come when he will marry her with all rituals. When he returned from Cambridge, his heart wasn't aware about the existence of this emotion called "Love". When he saw her for the first time, he hated her. He wanted to take revenge from her. But how this seed of hatred converted into a bud of love, he himself didn't realised.

Aaryan placed the sehra on his brother's head with happy tears in his eyes. Finally his bhai was getting married. He was happy for his brother for he knew his brother's happiness lies only with her.

"Chale Bhaiyaa? "

Aaryan asked adjusting the sehra on his head..

As he entered the hall, his eyes fell on the beautiful floral decoration. It was tulips. She was in love with. A smile played on his lips as he remembered how much she loves tulips.

"Beta... Sit here....."

The priest said pouring ghee in the fire.

Vansh sat down and looked at the fire burning in front of him.... He closed his eyes as the memories of their first meet came flashing to him. That one day changed everything. It announced the entry of her in his life. Though she was unwelcomed initially, But his heart resist her for long. She somehow managed to make place in his heart just like she did in his home.. .
She was indeed a magician who casted a spell on his brain and heart.

"Ye lijiye Panditjii... Dulhan bhi aagyi."

He opened his eyes when he heard his mother's voice.

His breathes became uneven after seeing her coming down the stairs in the heavy bridal lehenga.

Her gittery eyes were lined with kohl , plumpy lips were painted dark red, cheeks were shining with pinkish lush. A small red bindi was placed between her eyebrows. Long Earrings were hanging from her ears and a beautiful emrald studded necklace adorned her swan like neck.

"Riddhima..... "

His breath hitched after seeing her. She looked divine in the red embroidered wedding lehenga that he selected for her. He imagined her in this particular bridal attire many times before, but in reality she looked much more beautiful than his imagination. She looked angelic. Her black outlined almond eyes, rosy red lip, Delicate nose ring that touched her bottom lip, and a curly flick that stopped near her jawline mesmerized him....Everything about her was so beautiful .

Was she a dream or Was she for real? The lustre of her lehenga in the dim room, was it for real? The shine of her hairs after striking of light, was it for real? The fragnance of her body that was making him insane, was it for real? If beauty had other name, it would have been "Riddhima"... His "Riddhima"..

He forgot to breathe at that moment. The blush that travelled her chin by his constant gaze made his heart jump up and down against the ribcage. He could feel her breathes getting heavier like his. He could feel the warmth that radiated from her body. He could see her fidgeting her fingers. Something that she would do whenever she is nervous...

At that moment, he felt like he had started living her in him. He had started feeling her in him...

Her eyes were fixed on the ground and fingers were fidgeting with each other.

She was hopeful for their future, so was he.

She was nervous, so was he.

She was restless, so was he.

But the happiness of getting to spend rest of their life together in each others arm was much more than this. This feeling was surreal. It was something they never felt before. It was so soothing, so warm , so beautiful.

Butterflies grew bigger as she was made to sit near him for the rituals. Her head was still low but he could see the smile that played on her rosy lips. Not concerned about the gazes that were already staring them, He locked his fingers with her hand that was resting on her lap. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back. Their fingers were entwined with each other for the entire ceremony...

To everyone's shock, he lifted her in his arms for the pheras. Friends and family whistled at their young romance whereas the aunties couldn't stop gasping. With every round around the holy fire, they promised each other to keep the flame of their love lightened throughout the life. With each step they took towards their happily ever after , their heart beated more and more...

Tears rolled down her eyes as the man of her dreams filled her hair partition with red vermillion. Her hazelnut eyes lifted to meet his dark brown orbs that held nothing but love and only love for her. He wiped her tears slowly with his thumbpad kissing them away.
She smiled in between her tears and squeezed his hand assuring him that she is alright.

As he slided the nuptial chain around her neck, she felt complete. She felt like a woman. He didn't miss the glitter in her eyes and the heaviness of her breathe, the heaving of her chest and the beautiful smile that was creeping on her lips. This new feeling of love and completeness surrounded them.

At that moment, all he wanted was to kiss this woman who solely belonged to him now, By mind, body and heart. The hell with self control.....

Unfazed by the eyes that were watching them, he leaned forward to kiss her in front of everyone.....

"Subah hogyi Mamu...
Subah hogyi Mamu..
Subah hogyi Mamu...
Are Maaamu..... "

Vansh got up with jerk as the mobile alarm tone started ringing near his ear...

For a second, he looked around confused. What is he doing on bed in his room. Wasn't he in the wedding mandap with Riddhima?

"Fuckkkkk....."

He cursed under his breathe as realization dawned upon him... It was a dream. He was fucking dreaming about kissing her....

Placing a palm over his precordium region, he concentrated on his heartbeats . Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm his heart which was beating franatically.

This has never happened to him before. In fact, he is someone who hardly get any dreams at night. Even if he had a dream, he usually don't remember it till the morning.

Was it really a dream? Did he really dreamt about his marriage with Riddhima?

His lips curved into a smile as the images of his dream flashed before his eyes. Riddhima of his dream looked so happy with their marriage. She looked nervous as well as excited. Her eyes were sparkling with love.

Love? From where did it come? Does she even Love him?

Don't overthink Vansh... There is nothing like Love.... Love doesn't exist.

But what about him? Does he even feel anything for her? He questioned himself.

"Noo...never. "

It's just an attraction which he would get over soon was what he chose to believe.

His innerself chose to live in denial. His heart was afraid, afraid of not being able to get what it yearned for.

Enough.... Enough of his overthinking. It was a random dream and it did not mean anything... Anything to him.

Throwing the duvet in one corner of the room, he got up from the bed. Only cold water could calm his nerves now....
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Riddhima's POV :-

Adjusting my dupatta in front of mirror, I looked at my reflection. No, even this dupatta is not matching with my kameez. Let me try another.

Walking towards the bed, I picked up another dupatta from the heap of clothes that were lying on my bed. Unfolding the dupatta, I stood in front of mirror and placed it on my shoulder blade.

Eww... This dupatta is not going at all with my kameez. I'm looking no less than a joker in this red kameez and yellow dupatta. Just a round red nose is needed to make me look completely like a circus clown.

I huffed in frustration and sat on the bed, tired. I wouldn't have to wasting my time have I been careful while filling ink in the refill of my pen... God knows what I was even thinking while filling the ink that I ended up staining my hands and dupatta as well...

Now because of my carelessness, I have to open up this matching centre here to see which dupatta goes with my kameez...

I would have worn another kameez if Mrs DSouza didn't took half of my clothes from wardrobe with her for laundary.

Sighing, I pulled the dupatta from my shoulder blade and threw it on bed....

"Yeh joker banke ghoomne se accha hai mai bina chunari ke ghoomu...."

She murmured before calling the house help Mala .

"Jii Didi....''

"Mala, I have to go downstairs for helping Maa and Chachi in kitchen. Can you please fold this clothes and keep them in my cupboard? "

I asked cutely. Mala smiled and came towards me...

"You go didi. I'll do it..."

She replied picking one of my dress from the bed...

"Thank you. Please lock the door before leaving"

I said and took empty water bottke with me before leaving. Descending the stairs, I strode towards the kitchen.. As I reached there, I saw Dadi doing something in kitchen...

"Are aram se mummyji... Tel udd jayega..."

I heard Chachiji say. I looked at dadi who was now pouring the oil from a container in to the small vessel.

What is she even doing? We don't use that much oil in cooking. Do we?

"Are Riddhima. Waha darwaze pe kyu khadi hai. Andar aa. "

I was lost in my thoughts when Dadi called me. I smiled looking at her.

"Jii Dadi...."

I replied and went near her. Keeping the empty water bottles on the kitchen counter, I turned to look at Dadi.

"Aap yaha kya kar rhhi hai?"

I asked looking at her. It is so unusual of her to be in kitchen at this hour... I was expecting her in the temple area.

"Tel garam karrhi hun. "

Dadi replied turning off the gas.

"That I can see. I meant why?"

I asked confused. Why would she boil coconut oil when we don't even use it in cooking?

"Vansh ki champi karne ke liye..."

Chachiji replied while pouring green tea in a mug.

"Sir dard horha hai use phirbhi Dawai khane se mana karrha hai. D'Souza Chai leke gyi thi. Lekin Vansh ne woh bhi pine se mana kardiya."

Dadi said while pouring the oil in a small bowl.

"To Mummyjii ne socha ki woh khud Vansh ki acchese Champi karde. "

Chachi explained keeping the bowl and mug of green tea in the tray.

"Tu ruk yaha.. Mai matarani ke samne diya jalake aati hun. Ek din mai bhul kya gyi, kisine diya batti nhi ki..."

Dadi spoke while glaring at Chachi. Why do I feel it was a taunt directed at Chachiji...

"Yeh mummyji ki pata nhi kaunsi billi maardi maine... Aaj subah se bus chide jaa rhi hai...."

Chachi complained after dadi left the kitchen... She was right. Dadi was looking grumpy today. She might be stressed because of Vansh's health...

"Riddhima, Ek kaam kar. Ja Yeh tray Vansh ke room me rakh aa."

I gasped as chachi hansed me the tray...

"Mai?....."

I asked loudly. No... Never. I don't want to set a leg in his room.. What if he thinks I'm his girlfriend and tries to kiss.. Kiss me like last time...

"Yes you. DSouza is doing the laundary , Bahadur Kaka is plucking the flowers for Pooja, Aur mala pata nhi kaha margyi. "

Chachi grumbled keeping a biscuit packet in the tray.

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Pushing the door of his room, Riddhima entered inside. Her eyes landed on his bare back that was left uncovered by the duvet. She stopped in her track to look at how innocent he looked sleeping like a child on his abdomen.

Now that he is sleeping, she can easily escape from this situation. She removed her sandals, and tiptoed in order not to disturb his sleep

Keeping the tray on the adjacent table, she turned to go without making any noise...

"Where do you think you are going?"

Her breathes hitched hearing that husky voice. Shittt .... She cursed herself under her breath. How did he even wake up?

Clasping and unclapsing her hands, Riddhima shut her eyes tightly to calm herself. Don't know why but she had started feeling this little butterflies jumping in her stomach whenever she heard his husky voice.

Can mere a voice do that to a person? She wondered.

"I asked you something.... "

Taking a deep breath, she turned to face him. He was now sitting on the bed crossing his hand over his chest. Riddhima looked away in embarassment as her eyes landed on his bare milky chest.

"Where are your manners? Aise kisi bhi aadmi ke kamre me ghus jati ho kya tum?"

He asked furrowing his brows.

Kisibhi aadmi ke room me... What does he mean to say? Does he considers her a servant who provide door to door services to men?

She wanted to lash at him for insulting her this way.. She wanted to say loud how much he tried to avoid coming in his room.... She lacked courage and both of them knew this.

Riddhima looked down at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing to see....

"Wo... Woh.... "

She fumbled. She tried to speak but her voice ditched her. She felt so weak, so feeble in front of him.

"You can't speak even a sentence without stammering. Can you?"

He taunted looking at her. Her head shot up and she glared at him feeling offended.

"Ghoor kyu rahi ho?...."

He asked, getting up from the bed. Grabbing a shirt from the couch, he started moving towards her...

She looked away in embarassment as she saw him approaching towards her while putting one arm in the sleeves

"Dekh rahi hu koi itna Besharam kaise ho sakta hai...."

She murmured under her breathe. This is not London to roam naked in the entire house. And who the hells remains like this.. In half naked state in front of a girl..

"Come again?"

He asked taking a step towards her. She gulped in nervousness... What if he heard what she addressed him just now? He'll surely eat her raw .

"Woh... Woh mai..."

She looked everywhere but at him. Now he was standing in front of her. She felt butterflies in her stomach. Though he was wearing a shirt now, but the buttons were still open. Somebody please tell him to close those button first.

"What were you saying? I heard something like Koi itna.... "

He tried to mimic her. Her eyes widened... Means he heard? Now she is a dead meat. She remembered that night when he locked her in his car just because she indirectly called him "mad". Now God knows what He'll do with her....

No no.. Calm down Riddhima. May be he is only bluffing. Think positive....

"Koi itna...."

She tried to come up with a excuse. Just then her eyes fell on his laptop that was on the table.

"Ha, mai keh rhai thi ki koi itna kaam kaise kar sakta hai.... Woh laptop bhi khula haina. Dadi was saying that you worked whole night...."

She mentally praised herself for successfully feeding him a lie.

"Our Haan, Dadi ne kaha.. I mean diya... Dadi ne tel diya hai Sir pe lagne ke liye. I mean champi ke liye..."

With her random talks, she tried to divert the topic. She was fool to think she could fool Vansh RaiSinghania and he won't even realize it.

"Woh sab to thik hai. Lekin Why are you so nervous?"

Vansh asked moving closer to her. Riddhima took a step backward. She flinched at the hard plywood of door touched her back.

"Nervous.. Mai kaha nervous... No.. . I'm not nervous"

She fumbled looking everywhere but him. Keeping the hand on the door on both sides of her body, he encaged her.

"Paseene kyu choot rahe tumhare?"

She gulped seeing him so close to her face. He was leaning towards her face. Turning her face away, she grabbed the knob of door for support..

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and then opened her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Woh...Garmi... Han garmi haina ... Its so hot here.... Mujhe to bohot garam lagrha hai. Delhi ke weathers, you know..."

One more attempt of making him fool. Should he laugh on her stupidity or feel sorry for her ?

Keeping a thumb below her chin, He lifted her head and made her look at him.

" Don't you think you are talking too much? Shall I shut you up?"

He asked fixating his gaze on her lips. These were the same lips that were painted Red in his dream.....

These were the same lips that curved into smile when he was tying the nuptial chain around her neck in his dream

These were the same lips that quivered when he stroked them with the pad of his thumb in his dream

These were the same lips that he tasted... Again in his dream.

He wanted to tasted them but this time for real.

He wanted to feel those soft petals against his rough lips...

He wanted to do everything with her that he did or wished to do but couldn't in his dream...

She felt butterflies jittering in her stomach because of his proximity. Heat rose from her chest to stomach seeing how he was staring at her.

"Meri Besharmi abhi tak tumne dekhi kaha hai Riddhima. The day you see how shameless I am, you'll run hills and that's a promise.... "

He said before locking both of her arms above her head. Unable to comprehend anything, she tried to move which in turn made her face more closer to him...

Her smell filled his nostril. That was it- At that very moment his lips fused with her. Her thoughts were silenced by his taste. His toungue slipped into her mouth And Before he knew, he was kissing her hungry and intense... Untill her knees gave in.

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Precap-

"Haan Angrey...."

"Final the deal...."

"I know what I'm saying Aangre. Final the deal. "

"Book our plane tickets. We'll leave for London tomorrow"

"Rest of the things I'll explain you in office. See you in my cabin"

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A/N :-

Dedicated to- LUNA-BOSS01

Finally ..finally I updated. Feeling emotional..

I didn't go into detailing of kiss in this chapter😂.. Woh next chapter ke liye bachake rakha hai..🤣

If you are uncomfortable in reading mature scenes do let me know. I was thinking to make a separate book for mature updates of this story so that you all don't feel uncomfortable.

Anyways, How was the chapter? Ihave taken your suggestion of not repeating the scenes with different POV's. So here you go. Not a single scene is repeated in today's update.. Hope you liked it😅

And one more things. My exams aren't over yet. They have been postponed to 22 April. I'll give update just like I use to do before till 14 april... After 14 April please grant me a leave till 28 april.

Good night.

Thankyou.