𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟎𝟓| 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

RAJVEER POV:

I stepped into the hospital, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous. I had been thinking about the accidental kiss nonstop, And then, it hit me - why not take a chance and go see her?

After all, I own the hospital.

I made my way to her cabin, When I arrived, I found her checking up on a patient. She looked stunning in her white coat, her stethoscope draped elegantly around her neck. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail.

I stood there for a moment, mesmerized by her beauty. But then, I was snapped out of my thoughts by her melodious voice.

"Hello Sir do you need something?" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in my presence.

I felt a lump form in my throat as I struggled to find my voice.

"Ji ha," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

" Yes"

She raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by my response.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" she asked, her tone firm but polite.

I cleared my throat, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. "I mean, I'm just here for a round. As the owner of this hospital, I like to keep an eye on things."

She nodded, seeming to accept my explanation. As she turned to sit down in her chair, I quickly beat her to it, sinking into the seat and motioning for her to sit on my lap.

I don't know what came over me, but I needed her close to me. I needed to feel her warmth, her presence. She looked scared, her breath hitching in her throat as she realized how close we were.

Our lips were just inches apart, But then, she pushed me away, standing up and resting her hands on her hips.

Her voice was a sultry whisper as she asked, "What is wrong with you, Mr. Rajawat?"

I was taken aback by her question, but also impressed. She knew my name, and she was calling me out on my behavior.

I raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on my lips. "You...you are what's wrong with me, sweetheart," I replied, my voice low and smooth.

Her eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, we just stared at each other.

After a few minutes of silence, she finally spoke up, her voice laced with confusion. "Aap yeh kya keh rahe hai?" she asked, her brow furrowed in concern.

"What are you saying?"

I corrected her, my voice low and husky. "Ji jo, apne suna sweetheart," I said, my eyes locked on hers.

"Yes, whatever you heard, sweetheart."

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly turned her face to the side, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Ek hi nazar mein agyi thi aap pasand hume ," I whispered, in a barely audible.

She turned to face me . "Apko btade humri shadi tai ho chuki hai," she said, her voice firm but laced with a hint of uncertainty.

I nodded, a slow smile spreading across my face. She narrowed her eyes, her gaze piercing as she tried to read my expression.

I took a step closer to her, my voice low and mysterious.

"Janti hai vo kon hai jinse apki shadi tai hui hai?" I asked, my eyes locked on hers.

She hesitated for a moment before responding, her voice barely above a whisper. "Nahi."

I chuckled, a low, husky sound that sent shivers down her spine.

"Toh samjh li jiye, aap ki dekh chuki, aap unko," I said, my eyes glinting with amusement.

She looked at me, confusion etched on her face. "Huh, mei samjhi nhi," she said, her brow furrowed in concentration.

I smiled, my eyes crinkling at the corners. "Toh zaroorat bhi nahi hai apko samjhne ki, jyada zor na de apne dimag ko," I said, my voice low and soothing.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her forehead in a gentle kiss. She was still in shock, her mind reeling from the revelation.

As I turned to leave, I caught her gaze and smiled. "Mei hi hu, apka hona wale hai pati parmeshwar Sweetheart," I said.

I winked at her, and with that, I left her standing there, her mind reeling from the shock of discovering that I was, in fact, her fiancé and soon to be husband.

SAANVI POV

I stood there, frozen in shock, my mind began to reel with the events of the past few minutes. He had kissed me on the forehead, a gentle, tender gesture that had sent shivers down my spine. And yesterday, I had kissed him on the lips, a bold move that had left me breathless.

But now, the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. He was my fiancé, my soon-to-be husband. I was still trying to wrap my head around it, my thoughts racing with questions.

How would I face him now?

How would I talk to him?

I felt like I was about to lose control, my heart pounding with anxiety. I staggered backward, my eyes darting around the room, desperately looking for a way out. But there was none, only the cold, hard truth staring me in the face.

I let out a strangled cry, my hands flying to my mouth as if to stifle a scream.

Oh god, what had I done?

I had kissed a stranger, a man I had never met before, and now he was going to be my husband.

"Ohh, sanvi what you have done "I mumbled to myself.

I needed to see his face again, to confirm that it was really him. I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed my mother's number, my hands shaking as I waited for her to answer.

"Mumma, please send me his picture," I begged, my voice barely above a whisper.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, I wondered if my mother had heard me correctly. But then, my phone buzzed with an incoming message, and I knew that she had sent me the picture.

I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest. And then, I opened the message, my eyes scanning the screen for his face.

It was him, the same piercing eyes, the same chiseled features. I felt like I had been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me.

But as I looked at his picture, a strange sense of calm washed over me. I hadn't lost my first kiss to a stranger, it had been with my husband. A small smile played on my lips as I thought about it.

But then, his words came back to haunt me, echoing in my mind like a mantra. "Ek hi nazar mein agyi thi aap pasand, hume."

I felt my cheeks grow hot as I blushed at the memory of his words. He had said that he had liked me from the very first glance.

I couldn't help but wonder what he had meant by those words.

Had he really felt that way about me, or was it just a line?

I didn't know, but I was determined to find out.

I was struggled to process the whirlwind of emotions that had beset me, I knew I needed to share my extraordinary tale with someone, anyone, who could offer a listening ear and a reassuring presence.

And so, I reached for my phone and dialed the numbers of my two closest friends, Tanvi and Ishika.

As the phone rang, I took a deep breath, preparing myself to recount the events of the day. When Ishika answered, I blurted out the entire story, barely pausing for breath. I told her about the mysterious stranger, the kiss, and the shocking revelation that he was, in fact, my fiancé.

She's gasp of surprise was audible, even through the phone lines.

"What?

Oh my god, what are you going to do?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.

I laughed, feeling a sense of closeness with my friend. "I have no idea, Ishu. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all."

Tanvi, who had been listening in on the conversation, chimed in, her voice equally shocked. "This is insane.

How are you handling it?"

I sighed, feeling a sense of overwhelm wash over me. "Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm still in shock, I think. But I need to get home and process everything. I've had a long day at the hospital, and I'm exhausted."

I spoke, I began to feel a sense of fatigue creeping over me. The events of the day had left me emotionally drained, and I knew I needed to take some time for myself to recharge.

After reassuring my friends that I would keep them updated on any further developments and ended the call. With a sense of relief, I gathered my belongings and headed out of the hospital.

But even as I sought solace in the familiar rhythms of my daily routine, I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't yet imagine. The mysterious stranger, now revealed as my fiancé, had set in motion a chain of events that would forever alter the course of my life. And as I walked, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves beneath my feet, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held.

the evening was drew to a close, I retreated to the bathroom, seeking solace in the warm, soothing waters of a good bath. The stresses of the day seemed to melt away.

Feeling fresh and recharged, I stepped out of the bathroom and slipped into a soft, short nightgown that fit me perfectly. I went through my usual night routine, but my mind was still spinning from everything that had happened today.

I was prepared to retire to bed, I noticed a faint noise coming from the direction of my balcony. I froze, my ears perked up as I strained to listen. The sound grew louder, and I could tell that someone was approaching.

My curiosity piqued, I cautiously made my way to the balcony, my heart beating just a little bit faster. But as I reached the railing and peered out into the darkness, I saw no one. The sound seemed to have stopped, and an unsettling silence fell over the night air.

Shrugging it off as mere paranoia, I turned to leave, but before I could take a step, a strong arm reached out from the shadows and wrapped itself around my waist. A palm clamped over my mouth, stifling my scream as I was pulled back against a solid, unyielding chest.

I was shocked, my mind racing with fear as I struggled to break free. But my captor held me firm, his grip like a vice as he whispered a single word in my ear: "Shh."

My breath came in short, ragged gasps as I tried to process what was happening. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything stopped. The arm released me, and the palm lifted from my mouth.

I spun around, my eyes adjusting to the darkness as I took in the figure standing before me. And my heart skipped a beat as I realized that it was him - Rajveer.

But what was he doing here, on my balcony, in the dead of night?

The question hung in the air, unanswered, as we stood there, locked in a silent, tense standoff.

RAJVEER POV:

I climbed the walls of her house, completely focused on one thing—I needed her. My obsession had gotten out of control, and it felt like only she could satisfy the hunger inside me. The night felt alive, almost like it was pushing me forward in my mission.

I landed softly on the balcony, my eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. But it was quiet, the only sound the distant hum of crickets and the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I crept towards the sliding glass doors.

That's when I heard it - the soft creak of footsteps, light as a feather. My head snapped up, my eyes locking onto the figure emerging from the darkness. And my heart skipped a beat as I took in the vision before me.

She was a goddess, a vision of loveliness in a sexy nightgown that hugged her curves in all the right places. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I took in the sight of her, my addiction surging to new heights.

And then, I saw it - the faintest glimpse of cleavage peeking out from the neckline of her nightgown. My eyes locked onto it, my mind reeling with desire. I felt myself moving towards her, my body acting on its own accord.

I reached out, my palm covering her mouth as I pulled her close. Her eyes widened in surprise, but I just drank in the sight of her, my gaze locked on hers. I felt myself getting lost in their depths, drowning in a sea of beauty and desire.

For a moment, time stood still. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us.

As I stood there, my eyes locked on hers, I could see the tremble in her voice as she spoke.

"Aap yaha itni der raat ko kya kar rahe hai?" she asked, her words barely above a whisper.

I was mesmerized by her beauty in the moonlight, my breath catching in my throat as I took in the sight of her. Her skin glowed with a soft, ethereal light, and her eyes sparkled like diamonds in the darkness. I felt myself getting lost in their depths, my mind reeling with desire.

I leaned in close, my breath gently caressing her ear as I whispered my response.

"Apni hone wali biwi se milne aya hu kisi ki permission leni padegi kya abh?" I asked, my voice low and husky.

She widened her eyes, her pupils dilating in surprise as she took in my words. "But itni raat ko kon ata hai ," she said, her voice trembling with urgency.

I hadn't heard what she was saying, my mind too caught up in the sound of my name on her lips.

"Raj," she had said, and it was like music to my ears. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I repeated her words, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Kya bola aapne abhi?"

She pushed me aside, her hands on my chest as she tried to create some distance between us. But my grip was too tight, and I held her fast, my eyes locked on hers.

"Kuch nhi," she said, her voice firm .

I smiled, my lips curling upwards as I replied.

"Kya koi bhi kuch nahi sochega agar kisi ne dhekh bhi liya tho or waise bhi mei apni hone wali biwi ke sath hu," I said, my voice low and confident.

"Wohi tho sabse Badi problem Hai,  " She mumbled under her breath.

And then She blushed, her cheeks flushing with color as she heard my words. And I was taken aback by the sight of her, my breath catching in my throat as I took in the beauty of her blush. She looked so tempting, so alluring, that I felt myself losing control. I needed to taste those lips again, to feel her body against mine.

But I controlled myself, my grip on her tightening as I held her fast. And then, I released her, my eyes locked on hers as I turned and walked towards her bed. I sat down on the edge of the mattress, my eyes never leaving hers as I waited for her to join me.

SAANVI POV:

I stood there beside my bed, my heart racing with anticipation as I gazed into his eyes. He was sitting on the edge of the mattress, his eyes never leaving mine, and I could feel the intensity of his stare like a palpable force. I was too nervous, my hands trembling slightly as I tried to compose myself.

"Aap kab tak jayenge?" I asked, trying to sound calm despite the turmoil brewing inside me.

He smiled, a slow, seductive smile that sent shivers down my spine. "Man to nahi hai jane ka, hum soch rahe hai ki yahi par so jaye aaj," he replied, his voice low and husky.

I was shocked, my eyes widening in alarm as I took in his words.

"Nahi, nahi, aap pagal ho gaye hai kya? Jaye na aap, please," I exclaimed, trying to push him away.

But he just chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent tremors through my body. "Ha, ho gaya hu pagal sweetheart, apki chahat mein samajh nahi aata kuch bhi kya ho raha hai mujhe ek dafa apko dekhte hi hosh kho baithte hain," he said, his eyes burning with intensity.

He stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate, and began to walk towards me. I took a step back, my heart pounding in my chest, but he just kept coming, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt my back touch the wall, and then he caged me in his arms, his body inches from mine.

I gazed into his eyes, I felt a flutter in my chest, my heart racing with anticipation.

"Ese kya dhekh rahe aap hume?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my words trembling with emotion.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he replied, his voice low and rough, sending shivers down my spine.

"Apke chehre se nazar hi nahi hati, nazare hum kya dhekhenge," he said, his words dripping with intimacy, his gaze burning with desire.

I felt my cheeks flush with heat, my skin tingling with awareness as he spoke. His words were like a caress, a gentle stroke of his fingers against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't help but feel drawn to him, my body responding to his proximity.

I could hear his breath, feel the warmth of his body, and it sent shivers down my spine.

"Aap thoda dur hoke baat kare humse," I said, trying to sound calm despite the turmoil brewing inside me.

But he just smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement, and leaned in closer.

"Itni dur sweetheart?" he whispered, his lips inches from mine.

I was stunned, as I felt his warm breath on my skin. I was too nervous, my body trembling slightly as I tried to process what was happening.

And then, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against mine, and I felt my world spin out of control.

the moments ticked by, I felt his hands rise to my face, his fingers wrapping around my cheeks with a gentle yet firm touch.

And then, without warning, his lips descended upon mine, sending shockwaves of surprise coursing through my veins.

I was taken aback by the sudden invasion of my personal space, my mind reeling with the realization of what was happening. His kiss was a masterful blend of passion, desire, and love, a potent cocktail that left me breathless and bewildered.

At first, I didn't respond, my lips frozen in surprise as his mouth moved over mine with a gentle yet insistent pressure. But then, his tongue began to tease my lips, coaxing them open with a subtle yet persuasive touch. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body as his tongue slipped inside, exploring the depths of my mouth with a sensual intimacy that left me gasping for air.

As he kissed me, his hands roamed over my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my waist and hips with a possessive touch. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he pinched me gently on the waist, his fingers digging into my skin with a playful yet insistent pressure.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the kiss was over. He pulled back, his eyes locking onto mine with a smoldering intensity that left me breathless and bewildered.

And then, in a gentle, tender gesture, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead. The touch was soft and soothing, a calming balm that seemed to wash away the turmoil of emotions that had been swirling inside me. I felt a sense of peace settle over me, a sense of calm that seemed to envelop me like a warm, comforting blanket.

he left my side and headed to the washroom, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. I sat down on my bed, trying to process the events of the past few minutes. But my respite was short-lived, as he soon emerged from the washroom, his eyes locked onto mine with a smoldering intensity.

He was began to untie his tie and open his shirt, I felt my eyes widen in surprise. His muscles rippled beneath his skin, his chest a chiseled expanse of flesh that seemed to radiate heat and power. I couldn't help but stare, my gaze drinking in the sight of him like a parched traveler at an oasis.

And then, I felt my nervousness get the better of me, my teeth sinking into my lower lip as I tried to compose myself.

But he caught me, his eyes glinting with amusement as he smirked at me. "If you bite your lower lip one more time, I'm going to do it for you, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and husky.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he spoke, his words sending a thrill of excitement through my veins.

And then, he lay down on the bed beside me, his eyes never leaving mine as he said, "Abh aap hume ese dhekhti rahegi tho hum blush kar jayenge meri jaan."

I couldn't help but laugh, a nervous, breathless sound that seemed to escape my lips of its own accord. "Huhh," I said, trying to play it cool despite the turmoil of emotions that was brewing inside me.

But he just smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he said, "Idhar aake so jaye aap chinta na kare hum apko touch nahi karenge." And with that, he lay down beside me, his body a warm, comforting presence that seemed to envelop me in a sense of safety and security.

As I lay there, I couldn't help but think about the fact that I was sleeping with him, even though he was without a shirt. It was a strange, thrilling sensation, one that seemed to send shivers down my spine even as I tried to calm my racing heart.

But as I drifted off to sleep, I felt his whispered words in my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine as he said, "Adat daal ljiye jaan abhse aap humre sath hi soyengi."

And with that, I felt myself slipping into a deep, dreamless sleep, his arms wrapped around me like a warm, comforting blanket.