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Shubman and Hira had just returned to Mumbai from Fazilka, feeling refreshed and eager to catch up with friends.

He had mentioned that the ICT and their wives were gathering for lunch at an upscale restaurant, and She happily agreed to join.

As they got ready, Shubman donned a sleek black tshirt and Jeans while Hira opted for an elegant black dress that hugged her curves.

The couple looked radiant as they arrived at the VIP restaurant, instantly catching the attention of the media.

Flashes from cameras lit up the entrance as Shubman and Hira posed for a few pictures, their smiles reflecting the joy of the moment.

Inside, the restaurant exuded luxury with its plush interiors and impeccable service. They were greeted warmly by the ICT and their wives, the room buzzing with animated conversations and laughter.

Shubman and Hira joined their friends, slipping into the easy camaraderie that comes with shared history and mutual respect.

As they settled into their seats, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Virat was recounting a particularly funny incident from their last tour, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Yaar, woh match ke baad jo hua na, woh toh kabhi bhool hi nahi sakte!" Virat said, laughing heartily.

"Bilkul, Vi. Woh teri Gujarati line kafi viral ho gayi thi," Rohit added, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

As the lunch progressed, a variety of delicacies made their way to the table, from aromatic biryanis to spicy curries, and of course, pizza.

Hira, who had favouritism for pizza, eyed the last slice left on the platter. Just as she reached for it, Ishan, unaware of her intention, grabbed it.

"Sorry, Bhabhi. Aapko chahiye tha kya?" Ishan asked, mid-bite.

Hira gave a small, polite smile, though she felt a pang of disappointment. "No problem, Ishan. You Enjoy."

Shubman, observant as ever, noticed the fleeting expression of hunger and disappointment on Hira's face. He immediately signaled the waiter over and quietly requested another pizza.

"Ek aur chicken pizza please. Jaldi," he said with a smile.

Within minutes, the waiter returned with a fresh, hot pizza. Shubman gently nudged Hira. "Here you go, Hia.."

Hira's face lit up with gratitude and affection. "Thanks Shub. God, you're so sweet ," she said softly, her eyes brimming with love.

Shubman leaned in closer, his voice tender. "Anything for you, Hira. Anything to make you happy."

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the bustling restaurant faded into the background. It was just the two of them, sharing a quiet, intimate moment amidst the laughter and chatter of their friends.

As Hira took her first bite, Shubman watched her with a content smile. She savored the pizza, appreciating not just the taste but the thoughtfulness behind it.

She reached out and squeezed his hand, a silent thank you that spoke volumes.

Their romantic moment didn't go unnoticed by the others. Devisha, nudged SKY and whispered, "Look, How cute they look together."

SKY smiled. "Haan, Both are crazy in love for each other."

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. Hira's expression froze as she saw someone entering the restaurant. Ahaan, her ex walked in.

Shubman, unaware of Ahaan's appearance but knowing the backstory, noticed Hira's sudden tension and turned to see what had caused it.

Ahaan's presence was like a dark cloud over the gathering. Hira's body tensed, and her eyes filled with a mix of fear and anger.

Ahaan's eyes scanned the room until they landed on Hira, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Hira," he called out, his voice dripping with false familiarity.

Shubman stood up, his protective instincts kicking in. He stepped in front of Hira, shielding her with his presence. "What are you doing here?" Shubman's voice was cold, his eyes narrowing as faced Ahaan.

Ahaan chuckled, "Oh, I'm just here for a meal. Didn't know I'd run into old friends."

"No one's your friend here," Shubman replied sharply, his stance unwavering. "Get out of here."

Hira felt a surge of gratitude and strength from Shubman's words. She stepped forward, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. "Ahaan, leave. Now."

Ahaan's smirk faltered slightly, seeing the determination in Hira's eyes and the resolve in Shubman's stance.

He scoffed, muttering under his breath before turning and walking away.

After Ahaan's abrupt exit, the tension still hung in the air. Everyone at the table exchanged confused glances, their earlier jovial mood replaced by concern. It was obvious that something awkward happened.

Rohit leaned forward, his brows furrowed. "Shubman, kya tha yeh? Who was that guy? Why did Hira react like that?"

Hira, feeling a wave of embarrassment, looked down at her hands. She feared that revealing her past might make her friends think less of her.

Shubman noticed her discomfort and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Hira, it's okay," he said softly. Then, turning to their friends, he took a deep breath. "He was.... Ahaan, Hira ka ex. Six years ago, he...... he assaulted her."

A collective gasp of shock and anger rippled through the group. Hardik clenched his fists. "What? That bastard did that to you, Hira?"

Hira nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes. I never thought I'd see him again. I was scared... embarrassed.... I thought you guys would be disgusted."

Athiya immediately moved to Hira's side, wrapping her in a comforting embrace. "Oh Hira, you have nothing to be ashamed of. That man is disgusting, not you."

Ishan, looked particularly upset. "I wish I had known. We would have done something right then and there. But you did the right thing, Shubman, standing up for Bhabhi."

Shubman nodded, his expression serious. "Hira is my fiance and I don't want her to get hurt or unhappy. And now that we all know, we can make sure Raghav stays away."

Virat's face hardened with determination. "Agar woh kabhi paas bhi aaya toh, we'll make sure he regrets it, benstokes"

Hira felt a surge of gratitude and relief. She looked around at her friends, their faces filled with concern and solidarity. "Thank you, everyone. It means a lot."

Anushka squeezed her hand. "Hira, we're family. And is anyone hurts one of us, they will have to all of us."

Shubman pulled Hira closer, his arm around her shoulder. "You don't have to hide anything anymore, and I'm really proud of how strong you are."

Amid the warm atmosphere of camaraderie and support, Hira felt a hand gently cover her eyes.

She immediately recognized the touch and a wide smile spread across her face. "Sana!" she exclaimed, pulling the hand away and turning around to hug her best friend tightly.

Saanvi, dressed in a formal suit that complemented her vibrant personality, hugged her back just as enthusiastically.

(Author: Remember as mentioned in the Cast, Saanvi's nickname is Sana?.
Only true readers will remember!)

"Hiaa! It's been too long!" she said, her voice filled with excitement.

Hira beamed and turned to the group. "Guys, meet my best friend, Saanvi. Saanvi, as you know they are THE ICT and their wives. And this," she paused, her eyes twinkling, "is Ishan."

Saanvi's eyes met Ishan's, and for a moment, it seemed like time stood still. Ishan, clearly captivated, managed to muster a shy smile. "Hi, Saanvi," he said, offering his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Ishan," Saanvi replied, her own smile widening as she shook his hand.

Hira and Shubman exchanged a quick thumbs-up, their eyes gleaming with mischief. They had been hoping to introduce Ishan to someone special, and it seemed like Saanvi was the perfect match.

As everyone settled back into their seats, Hira made sure to place Saanvi next to Ishan. The conversation flowed naturally, with Saanvi easily blending into the group.

"So, Saanvi," Ritika asked, curious about the new addition, "how do you and Hira know each other?"

Saanvi laughed, "We go way back. We met in school and have been best friends ever since. We've been through everything together."

Hira nodded, "Absolutely. Saanvi has always been there for me, no matter what."

Ishan, who had been quietly observing Saanvi, finally spoke up. "So, Saanvi, what do you do?"

Saanvi smiled, "I'm a fashion designer. I have my own boutique in Bandra. It's been a lot of hard work, but I love every bit of it."

Ishan's eyes lit up with genuine interest. "That's amazing! I'd love to see your designs sometime."

"Of course! I'd be happy to show you," Saanvi responded, her cheeks tinged with a slight blush.

Shubman, noticing the budding connection, leaned in and whispered to Hira, "Looks like our mission has started successfully."

Hira giggled softly, "Bilkul. Just look at the way they're smiling at each other."

As the lunch continued, the group found themselves enjoying Saanvi's company, her lively spirit adding to the already vibrant atmosphere.

The conversation shifted seamlessly between various topics, from cricket to fashion, and from personal anecdotes to future plans.

Virat, always the joker, couldn't resist teasing Ishan. "Ishan, lagta hai tujhe ab fashion ke baare mein kaafi knowledge hone wali hai."

Ishan grinned, unfazed by the teasing. "Kyun nahi? Mujhe naye cheezein seekhne ka shauk hai."

Saanvi laughed, clearly enjoying the banter. "Well, I'll make sure to teach you everything you need to know."

Hira and Shubman exchanged another victorious glance. It was clear that Ishan and Saanvi were hitting it off, and the entire group could see the spark between them.

As the lunch wound down, the conversations grew more relaxed, filled with laughter and shared stories.

Finally, as they prepared to leave, Saanvi turned to Ishan. "So, Ishan, how about you come down to my boutique? When are you free?"

Ishan's eyes gleamed with excitement. "How about tomorrow? I'm off practice in the afternoon."

"Sounds perfect," Saanvi replied, her smile brightening.

As everyone said their goodbyes, Shubman and Hira walked out together, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "Today turned out pretty amazing," Shubman said, wrapping an arm around Hira.

Hira nodded, leaning into him. "Yes, it did. And it looks like Ishan won't be single for much longer."

They both laughed, feeling content with the day's events and the new connections forged.

As Shubman and Hira settled into the car, the warmth of the day's gathering lingered in their thoughts.

They began chatting about everything and nothing, the afternoon haze surrounding everywhere outside the window.

Hira's eyes widened in horror. "Stop the car!" she screamed, her voice urgent.

Shubman instinctively slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt. Just as he did, a car zoomed past from the left, narrowly missing them.

He turned to Hira, his heart pounding from the near-miss. "Babe, are you okay?" he asked, concern etched across his face.

She nodded, though she looked visibly shaken. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I'm fine, Shub. It just... scared me."

Shubman noticed beads of sweat on her forehead and the tension in her body. He reached out, gently placing a hand on her arm.

"Babe, you've been sweating a lot since we saw Ahaan. What's going on?"

Her voice wavered as she tried to speak, her words coming out in broken sentences. "Shub, it's... it's just that seeing him brought back so many nightmares. The fear, the trauma... it's all .... So.... so overwhelming."

Shubman's heart ached seeing her like this. Without a second thought, he unbuckled her seat belt and gently lifted her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her protectively.

"Hia, I'm so sorry you have to go through this. I promise you, we'll deal with this Ahaan. You're safe with me."

Hira nestled into his embrace, her body trembling. "Shub, there's something I need to tell you," she began, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've been seeing a.... psychologist. I've been sharing all my trauma and..... getting treatment. I... I didn't want to burden you with my issues."

Shubman listened intently, his eyes filled with compassion. "Baby, you're not a burden. You're my everything. Why would you even think like that?"

Tears welled up in Hira's eyes. "I thought... maybe you'd want to break off the relationship if you knew. If you thought..... I was..... I was...mentally unstable."

Shubman's expression turned serious. "Hira, don't ever say that again. You're not unstable. You're a survivor. You've been through hell and come out stronger. And nothing will make me leave you. You're perfect the way you are."

He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips, each kiss a promise of his unwavering support. "I love you, Baby. Every part of you. Your strength, your courage, your vulnerability. We're in this together."

Hira's tears flowed freely now, a mix of relief and love. "Thank you, Shub. I love you too. I just get so scared sometimes. The trauma, it's like a shadow that I can't shake off."

Shubman held her tighter, his voice firm yet tender. "We'll face it together. You're not alone, Hira. Every time you're scared, lean on me. I'll be your strength when you need it. And we'll find a way to deal with Ahaan. He won't hurt you anymore."

Hira nodded, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Shubman smiled softly. "You don't have to worry about that. I'm not going anywhere. We'll get through this, one step at a time."

They sat there in the car, holding each other, drawing strength from their bond. Shubman continued to soothe her, whispering reassurances and kissing her softly.

Gradually, Hira's shaking subsided, and she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She got off his lap and settled on her seat.

Shubman continued to drive with one hand, while his other hand gently held Hira's. He could feel the tension still lingering in her.

He wanted nothing more than to see her smile again. He knew he had to do something special to lift her spirits.

When they reached home, Shubman led Hira inside, his grip reassuring and firm. "Hira, I want to do something to make you feel better," he said softly, looking deeply into her eyes.

Hira nodded, grateful for his concern. "Okay, Shub."

*** Warning: The following content is filled with mature themes, basically heavy make outs. 🌚Those who are uncomfortable may skip it, you won't miss anything important****

⚠️ You have been warned, if not comfortable don't read it. Just move on and don't report my story, since i work my ass off writing smuts. ⚠️

He guided her to the bed room and settled on the bed and Shubman gently caressed Hira's cheek, looking into her eyes with a loving gaze. "You mean the world to me, Hia," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness.

Hira felt a warmth spread through her at his words. She leaned in, their faces close, and Shubman closed the gap, pressing his lips softly against hers.

The kiss was slow and gentle at first, a tender reassurance of his love. Hira responded, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, pulling him closer.

The kiss deepened, their lips moving together in perfect harmony. Shubman's hand moved to the back of Hira's neck, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tilted her head slightly to deepen the kiss further.

Hira's hands roamed over his back, feeling the strength and warmth of his body.

They broke the kiss briefly, their breaths mingling as they looked into each other's eyes, both filled with a mix of desire and love. "I need you, Shub," Hira whispered, her voice filled with desire.

"You know I'm always ready to do anything with you, baby," Shubman replied, his voice equally filled with passion.

He leaned in again, capturing her lips in a more fervent kiss this time. Their kisses grew more intense, more urgent, as their hands explored each other's bodies.

His hands traced Hira's hips, sliding down her sides and pulling her closer.

Hira responded by wrapping her legs around his waist, pressing herself against him.

Shubman's kisses trailed from her lips to her jawline and down her neck, his breath hot against her skin.

She moaned loudly, her fingers threading through his hair as she tilted her head back to give him better access.

His hands found the hem of Hira's black dress, and he paused, looking into her eyes for permission.

She nodded, giving him a small, encouraging smile. He slowly lifted her dress, revealing the smooth skin of her waist.

His hands caressed her sides as he lifted the dress over her head and tossed it aside.

Hira's hands moved to Shubman's shirt, tugging it up and over his head, revealing his chiseled chest.

She ran her fingers over his chest and shoulders, feeling the warmth of his skin.

Shubman groaned softly at her touch, his desire for her growing with each passing moment.

They continued to undress each other, their movements filled with a mix of urgency and tenderness. Each piece of clothing that was removed brought them closer, both physically and emotionally.

When they were finally free of their clothes, they pressed their bodies together, the warmth of their skin igniting a fire between them.

Shubman's kisses became more desperate, his hands roaming over Hira's body, exploring every curve and contour.

Hira's hands mirrored his movements, caressing his shoulders and pulling him closer.

They were about to make love with a fervor that was both tender and intense, their connection deepening with each touch, each kiss.

To be continued
(You horny guys. I know you wanted to read more. But you gotta wait XD)

Outfits Reference!!

Hira's Look.

Shubman's look. ( he looks so good in this pic! Ahhh)

Champagne pe Charcha with Aziel🥂

Heyy everyone! So this was the twenty fifth chapter of the book!

Ik a lot of people wanna hit me for stopping a steamy scene in between but i promise, in the next chapter you will get to see a totally different side of our Hira!

Also im in my nani's place and i dont have wifi here and im trying my best to write and edit. Please bare with me😭

Ahaan is a bitch. Thoda drama to lana hi padega na?
What are gonna ict do about him?
And will Hira's parents ever know?

Anyways back to the topic
How was it?

Please comment down your thoughts and suggestions! Please dont be a silent reader!

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Till then
With love
Yours Aziel🥂