The sunlight was peeking through the Kapoor mansion. The colorful birds in the garden down there were chirping. There was the smell of freshly made pancakes which their cook must have made. And on the topmost master bedroom were a couple, seeing whom nobody would say that they weren't in love.

They were Rehan Kapoor and Reva Grover, now Reva Kapoor.

Reva's cheeks were red along with her nose bright red. Her lips looked slightly bruised as she had been continuously biting on them the previous night. She was sleeping on the bed with her upper body in complete support of a certain someone's chest. Her cheeks pressed on his bare upper body and her hands around his waist, she was in deep slumber.

While on the other hand Rehan was awake. Yes he was, staring at his wife's teary face. He knows how much it hurts when someone blames you or taunts you for something you haven't done. But he couldn't help but be cold towards her. He just needed to blame someone and he could only find Reva as the source of it.

Last night during the whole ride back home, she kept sobbing. And then while sleeping too she was crying. He was cold towards her, he knew. But he still thought she was going through what she bought upon herself.

But now he didn't let any thought invade his mind. He was just laying and staring at her. Something he knew, he wouldn't be able to do once she is awake.

He felt proud that he atleast listened to she wanted to do and brought her back home. He let her cry although he hated and found it annoying for him to sleep.

And the rustle bustle of covers made him snap out of his trance and glanced back at her who slowly opened her red, now swollen eyes. It was too evident to be missed.

As soon as her droopy eyes met his, she jerked herself away from his arms where she noticed herself comfortably laying down and gave him a harsh glare, now escaping her way to the adjoined bathroom.

No greetings.

No thank you.

Just a glare was what he got.

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"See Reva, you and I both know that we can't do anything in whatever has happened. The only option is that you accept Reyhan the same way you'd made up your mind to accept Izaan. Now he's your future, no one else." Her mother tried to reason her to which she just rolled her eyes.

In the morning hustle bustle when it was her first day to office after marriage, her mother had decided to call now only. She was running here and there, the phone on her ear with the support of her shoulder as she checked the pile of files to find the needed one.

"Mama, who said I'd made up my mind to accept Izaan? Did I ever? No, I suppose." Reva responded while shaking her head lightly at what she thought nonsense her mother was uttering.

"Doesn't matter now if you had or not. Just try to accept the reality because it's only the two of you that have brought this situation upon yourself and now you have to make the best out of it. Reyhan is really a good man and I am sure he'll be a good husband too." Her mother continued the explanation.

"It seems easy Mama, but in reality it's not. So many things have changed in a week and how can I even accept this? If I even think about this, all I feel is to cry. Only I know the reality and what the situation is." Reva said, barely controlling her emotions.

In between her eyes met his who was passing her to go to his study from where she'd just returned.

He looked at her blankly. Almost cold.

It clenched her heart but ignoring that skillfully, she turned her head away and began walking towards another direction.

"Reva, at least remember the fact that how big of a joke everyone has made out of your lives these days. We don't have any problem with Reyhan and you marriage with him because we know that he'll keep you happy. Now I expect you to do the same." Her mother said with finality in her tone.

"Okay mama. I'll talk to you later." She sighed hanging up her phone and continued preparing herself for the office.

"Umm- Aunty, why have you breakfast only for me? What about Reyhan?" Reva frowned seeing only a plate kept out in front of her.

"Yes child. Reyhan Sir takes only coffee in the morning and ab hamare haath ki unhe acchi kaha lagti hai." The old woman, cook of the house, chuckled lightly stating the truth.

(Now he doesn't even like the coffee prepared by me.)

Reva thought for a moment and then realized how he would be impatient as soon as he arrived in the office for his coffee. He preferred it to be prepared, hot and as per his liking and how she should give him as soon as he arrives. She would start making exactly 4 minutes before his time of arrival that was also fixed. He hated leniency. And he hated his coffee prepared by someone else. The perfect one was always prepared by Reva, not that he ever told her that.

"Okay. You do one thing. Just take the day off. I'll handle everything." Reva said politely with a small smile and began making a cup of steaming hot coffee for him, as per his liking.

"Okay." The old woman said. She could definitely use a free day to rest.

"Your coffee." Reva said as she forwarded the cup in his direction, who was tying his shoelaces as it wasn't after long that they needed to leave for the office.

He eyed her for a moment who was ready in her attire with a cup in her hand. She was wearing a pair of black pants, white shirt and a black blazer unknowingly matching his black suit that he had chosen for today.

"I don't want this." He said with distaste, back to tying the laces.

"Is it? But why did I even make these efforts? Let it be, I'll only drink it." Reva said with a casual shrug and lifted the cup towards her mouth.

As soon as her lips met the brim of the cup, the next words coming out of his mouth made him stop.

"You have made this? Give it to me. Why are you drinking it when it's for me?" He said taking the cup from the hands.

His rough, calloused hands touched her slender ones with long fingers, causing sparks to erupt in her body. They were hard to ignore.

She even felt it shiver under the touch gazed in his grey orbs as he drank the coffee, still looking at her.

One moment he's so cold and the other moment he's so goofy around her. It was only getting hard for her to understand this man.

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Aayrah felt something wet on her cheek, a soft thing coming in contact with her cheeks and soon that feeling vanished away. She wanted to feel that again because this was that good.

Her brown pools opened only to see a handsome man towering over her, looking at her lovingly.

And then she screamed.

Loudly.

To this, he quickly placed his palm on top of her mouth, muffling her shouts and whimpers.

"Promise you won't shout." He warned.

She frantically nodded her head, begging with her eyes to remove his palm which he instantly did.

He couldn't see her in worry or panicked for that matter. She was too innocent for him to take any tension or worry when he's here.

"Izaan bhai, what are you doing in my room early in the morning? What if Mom and Dad will see you like this? They'll surely ban you from coming to our house." She said worriedly, trying to get up.

But Alas! It was of no use. He had her pinned her down in such a way she couldn't even realize and there was no way he could free herself from this hulk of a man.

"Bhai? I swear if I hear this word from your mouth again, I'll show you what bhai I am. I have no thoughts like a bhais does. How about a teaser?" He glared at her, jokingly at her end who pouted in return.

"How can you even say things like this? Come on, get away from me-"

"Aayrah, this is our room. Now no one can save you. Let me also see who the hell will stop me from getting close to my wife." He smirked while kissing the top of her button nose.

Seeing this innocent beauty's face early in the morning, all he wanted to do was embrace her, crushing her petite frame and keep her to himself the whole day, cuddling.

She was too cute and he felt proud at the fact that she's his wife. Only his in every sense.

"Wife?" She gasped.

"Such a bad memory you have? Have you already forgotten that we got married yesterday?" He playfully scolded her, who bit her bottom lip in embarrassment.

He forwarded his hand towards her, cupping her face in his one large hand, and stroked her cheek lightly, a natural blush forming on them. His one finger went to free the lip she was continuously assaulting on by biting continuously and that made her look at him shyly through her lashes.

"When did you come inside the room yesterday night?" She gained the courage to ask.

"When my wife was busy sleeping soundlessly on my bed. Now, how could have I missed such an amazing sight? And that's why I slept just beside you." He said grinning mischievously.

"Sacchi?" She whispered shyly, playing with the nuptial chain around her neck.

(Honestly?)

"Mucchi." He nodded with an innocent look, taking her small hands towards his lips to place a loving kiss.

(Definitely)

"Okay, now get away from me. I need to shower." She said to him, smiling shyly who instantly shook his head in return.

"First kiss me." He ordered, tone oozing with seriousness.

"Haww! You're such a pervert. Where you didn't even talk to me this whole week, now you're asking me to kiss you?" She responded while looking at him accusingly.

"But my wife was so busy in our wedding preparations that she didn't even pick my call once. Jab dekho vo mota uthata tha." He grumbled stating the truth.

(That fatty used to pick every single time.)

She bit the inside of her cheeks in realization. That little brat!

"He told me that my phone went missing. How would I know that he's the one who has abducted it?" Aayrah pouted while looking at him saldy.

"Leave all that. Now give me a kiss before anyone comes to disturb us." He declared.

She shook her head instantly and he gave her a threatening look.

"You're so bad." She complained, hitting his chest lightly who gave her a smirk in return.

"That I am. Tell me something new." He teased.

Letting out a huff from her mouth, she moved her body upwards, their lips nearing towards each other's each passing second and as soon as they were about to meet, she instead kissed his cheeks, now finding her way out of his arms taking the benefit of her flexible frame.

Standing in front of the bed, she put her hands on her hips trying to look intimidating and gave him the exact smirk he was giving her.

As he gestured that he was about to come forward to catch her, she giggled her way running towards the adjoined bathroom and he could only shake his head with a big grin seeing the antics of his little wife.

This grin was something that was evident on his face after so long. He had forgotten how to enjoy in his life with the pressure of getting married, that too to someone who wasn't Aayrah. She was now someone who had lit up his bland life and he felt blessed to have her.

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Reva and Reyhan's arrival at the office only included him rushing to the elevator to get to his office at the soonest, giving her one last look with an emotion she couldn't decipher.

She was the one who had to go through the teasings, the greetings, the envious looks and the jealous looks as well. Their hot and bachelor Boss was now married to his PA, no longer available in the market.

The intercom in her office ringed indicating it was another call from her Boss or should she say husband.

"Hello?" She said as she picked up.

"My office. Now." Came his stern voice from the other end making her roll her eyes.

"Right away sirrrrrr." She dragged the 'sir' part to which she heard him let out a sigh.

Quickly getting up from the seat, she manoeuvred her way towards his massive office. She knocked twice indicating her arrival and as soon as she heard his positive response, she got inside with her heels clicking on every step she took on the hardwood floor.

He was seated behind the mahogany desk, massive one and still his big structure was evident as his one ankle was crossed over his other knee, one of his favourite posture that he preferred seating in.

"Go two floors down and bring the latest project's file from shelf number 3 from the right side. There must be two, but bring the one marked number 2." He ordered in a professional tone making her look at him as if he was serious right now.

"Right now?" She asked for confirmation.

Fuck aunt flo!

"Yes Ms- Mrs. Kapoor. Now how about you leave so that I get the file soonest?" He asked while looking at her with raised eyebrows.

Mrs. Kapoor. Didn't that sound good from his mouth?

"Right away sirrrrrr." She again dragged, turning to the opposite direction on the support of her heels.

"Call me this 'sir' again, and see what I am going to do with you in return." He said from the other side making a smirk appear on her lips.

"Got it sirrrrr."

"Reva!" He shouted in frustration and she instantly ran away from his office, a big chuckle escaping her mouth at what just happened.

On her way to the file storage room, she met her closest friend in this office, Rohan.

He was continuously teasing her how she married her boss only because they fell in love by working together and in return she tried to make him understand the incident that he found hard to believe.

Their suck up and highly full of himself one had swooned over her?

"See jaaneman, ab iss baat ko toh koi thukra nahi sakta hai ki tum hamare boss ko apni tedhi tedhi aankhon se ghoorti rehti thi. Ab maan jao ki vo tumhe pasand hai aur ye bahane lagana chhodo." Rohan said teasingly, flicking her forehead as he took a step closer to her.

(See sweetheart, now no can deny the fact that you used to ogle at our boss with that pointed gaze of yours. Jow just accept the fact that you like him and stop this drama.)

"Okay, now tell me what about the heartbreak I have to go through because of this? You didn't even care about my feelings." He asked with a smug look.

Reva knew all he was perfect in was some harmless flirting with every woman. Maybe it was always some more with her. He too knew she hates it when he flirts with her, but nothing was better than teasing this woman.

"When will you stop this drama, huh?" She asked while playfully hitting his chest.

"Jab koi mera ye soona sa dil chura legi. Uss din toh saari ladkiyon ko behan ki nazar se dekhna hai." He stated proudly, crossing his arms.

(As soon as a girl will capture my heart. I swear I will see every other girl as my sister, nothing else.)

Rohan's girl would surely be lucky then.

"I missed you a lot. You know I have no one to talk with like I do with you." She mumbled in his chest as the two close friends engulfed each other in a bear hug.

"But sweetheart, you didn't pick a single call of mine. Here I was taking out the time from my adventure trip to call and look at you. Everytime you used to give only one reason that was about the workload." He complained, though stating the truth.

"I swear I had so much work. Ye khadoos kaam dene se kab peeche hat ta hai?" She grumbled.

(This rude man never stays behind when it's time for work.)

"For the first ever time you've said something true." He too nodded, scrunching up his face at the thought of their boss.

And it then only when loud footsteps were heard, coming in their direction and stopped just behind the two friends.

Reva instantly recognized his cologne and the invisible hair on her neck stood up noticing he was at max standing at a gap of 1 inch. One move from either of the party, and their bodies would completely crash into each other's.

"I guess I had sent you to bring the file that I needed urgently, not to gossip about your boss." Came his stern voice making her shiver in anticipation.

"And what is happening here? I don't pay you both to bitch about your boss or gossip the whole day. You mister, back to your assigned place right now!" He shouted pointing a finger at Rohan who nodded frantically.

He instantly scurried away in a fast pace, not before giving Reva a look that meant, He's so jealous.

"S-Sir-"

"My office! Now!" He gritted out in anger, and walked back instantly disappearing out of her sight.

Her heart was beating so loudly as walked towards his office, pace slow as ever. This time the door to it was left open and she got inside, noticing he wasn't in there. A frown formed on her forehead as she turned but a 'click' sound made her freeze.

He had closed the door. Or more like locked it.

Taking predatory steps towards her, only increasing the level of her heartbeat, he stood exactly in front of her, with a maximum gap of an inch.

Lifting her chin from his fingers, he made her look at him.

His grey orbs clashed with her dark brown ones.

"You know Reva, I am very possessive about the things that are mine. And I don't hesitate saying this that you're mine because you're my wife. Only mine. So if I see him or anyone else getting close to you again, or anyone else for that matter, I'll break his hands right there." He said bending down on the level of her ears, his husky voice creating goosebumps on her skin.

His nose was tracing patterns on her slender neck, one hand snaking around her small waist and as he pulled her to himself, she directly crashed in his chest, them close to each other such that now there wasn't any gap left. And the one thing she felt was safe.

Is this man for real?

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Aayrah and Reva in the chapter:

○I don't know about you guys, but I think Izaan and Aayrah are goals. They are adorable at another level😍

○So, Reyhan has finally accepted the fact about Reva being his 'wife'. And oh goodness, his jealousy😏

Love,
Myra❤