𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑|𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

SAANVI POV:

I was almost fully dressed in my bridal outfit.

I felt really happy inside because I was about to marry the person my parents had chosen for me, and who truly loved me.

I looked at my reflection and barely recognized myself. The stunning red lehanga and the gold accessories shining against my skin.

I mumbled to myself, "His bride," and my cheeks turned pink.

It was hard to believe this was actually happening. I was getting married. And now I'm here today getting married to the person who loved me most and never broken my heart like my past.

I take a breath relief thinking about of my past.

" Kehte hai na , jo beet gya hai usai bhul jyo lekin jo mere sath hua hai uss cheez ko kaise bhulu, bhula nhi ja sakta ". I mumbled in my trembled voice.

"They say, forget what's past, but how can I forget what happened to me? It can't be forgotten."

And then.

My parents walked into the room and saw me in my bridal attire.

My mom's eyes filled with tears, and she said, "I always dreamed of seeing you as a bride. Now that dream is coming true."

I hugged her tightly, trying to comfort her.

My dad tried to joke, "You forgot about your old dad, didn't you, Saanvi?" But I could see the tears in his eyes.

I hugged him tightly, and he whispered, "Don't cry, you'll ruin your makeup."

I smiled, and he said, "Saanvi, my little girl, it's hard for me to let you go. I remember when you were born, and I promised to always protect you."

His voice cracked, and he paused. "Now I'm giving you away to someone else, and it feels like I'm failing you. You're not just my daughter; you're my like son."

I cried as I listened to my dad's words. I hugged him tightly, trying to comfort him. "Dada now stop you are making me crying, I'll always come back to you. Don't cry now dada."

My friends came into the room, cameras in hand, and we took photos. They told me it was time to go to the mandap.

As I walked towards the mandap,Tanvi and Ishika were on either side of me. while Diya and Ishan walked closely behind.

In background the bridal song were playing " Kudmayie"

Salma sitaron wali,

Shagna di shab aayi re,

Banno se bane ki,

Milne ki jo rut layi re .

Shehnai yun goonji,

Sabki aankhein bhar aayi re,

Shehnai yun goonji,

Sabki aankhein bhar aayi re.

Ho solah baras ke do kadam,

Chaukhat ke bahar kya gaye,

Teri kudmayi ke din aa gaye.

Haye banno pardesiya ke desh ke,

Chaubare tujhko bha gaye,

Teri kudmayi ke din aa gaye

The crowd seemed to stretch on forever, and I felt my nerves start to get the better of me. My palms grew sweaty, and I could feel my heart beating so fast due to nervousness.

I took a deep breath and forced a smile into on my face.

"Take a deep breath"

"Breath Saanvi"

" Breath"

That's when I saw him - standing tall and handsome, surrounded by Dhruv, Aditya bhai, and Karan.

He wore a stunning sherwani that accentuated his broad shoulders and chiseled physique. The pagadi on his forehead added a touch of elegance, a nod to the Rajawat tradition.

As our eyes met, I felt a flutter in my chest. He looked absolutely dashing, and I couldn't help but notice the way his muscles rippled beneath his clothes.

I quickly lowered my gaze, my cheeks flushing with a deep blush.

I mumbled under my breath, "Arrange marriage or not, who wouldn't want a husband as sexy as him?"

"My handsome akdu ".

I stood at the edge of the mandap, my eyes fixed on the entrance, waiting for my sweetheart to arrive.

Aditya asked while giving me a casual look "Raj, bro, why do you adore her so much?"

I replied instantly, "She left no option for me."

But then I looked at him and asked " But why are you asking ?"

"Nothing bro just ", He replied.

"Hmm ".

And then some minutes , I saw her - walking towards with her friends by her side.

She wore a stunning lehanga that seemed to shimmer in the light, and her beauty took my breath away. She looked like a goddess, her elegance and poise captivating everyone around her.

" Beautiful"

" My beautiful goddess sweetheart"

As our eyes met, I couldn't help but stare at her. A small blush appears on her both cheeks, and she quickly lowered her gaze,

but I saw the nervousness in her eyes. I felt my heart swell with love and adoration for her.

As she walked towards me, I gestured for her to take my hand, and we both sat down on the mandap together.

The pandit ji began to chant the wedding mantras, but I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was blushing and glancing at me, trying to get my attention.

"Raj, stop staring at me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the chanting. "Everyone's looking at us."

I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "Let them watch, Mrs. Rajawat," I whispered.

"They need to know that you're the reason for my existence."

Her blush deepened, and she looked away, trying to compose herself.

But I could see the happiness in her eyes, and I knew that she felt the same way.

ON ANOTHER SIDE:

Kiara, Tanvi, and Ishika were watching the wedding with great interest.

Diya suddenly whispered to Tanvi, "Tanu dii, let's hide Jiju's shoes. It's a tradition, after all."

Tanvi nodded in agreement and made her way to the edge of the mandap, where Rajveer's shoes were hidden under a red cloth.

Thanks to Karan, they knew exactly where to find them.

Just as Tanvi was about to grab the shoes, she felt a presence behind her. She turned around to see Dhruv, her bestfriend brother-in-law, standing there with a smirk on his face.

"Akele akele...Raj bhai ke jhoote chupayenge?" he teased.

" Hume bhi chupa lijiye apne dil mei Miss Adaa ".

"Why don't you hide me in your heart instead, Miss Adaa?"

Tanvi glared at him, her face flushing with annoyance.

"First, move out of my way, then I'll think about it," she said, trying to sound calm.

But before she could react, Dhruv pulled her close by the waist, his face inches from hers.

They stood there for a moment, locked in a intense stare. It was as if time had stopped around them.

But their reverie was broken when Ishika's voice cut through the air. "You two love birds, take a room for your romance."

Tanvi quickly snapped out of her trance and pushed Dhruv away. "We're not love birds" she protested, trying to explain.

"It was an accident, I collided with him, this dumbest"

Ishika chuckled and said, "Okay, fine. Now hide the shoes, Tanvi, before the wedding is over"

Tanvi nodded and quickly grabbed the shoes, hiding them away.

As they walked away, Dhruv was left standing there, stroking his hair and smiling to himself like a creep.

Kiara was having the time of her life, laughing and joking with her friends as her elder brother's wedding.

She was so caught up in the moment that she didn't even notice the person standing in front of her until she bumped into him.

As she looked up to apologize, her eyes widened in annoyance as she realized who she had collided with.

It was none other than Karan Singh Rajput, her elder brother's best friend and the person she loved to hate.

She had always thought of him as a playboy, someone who took great pleasure in playing with the feelings of women.

"What's wrong with you?" Kiara angrily mocked him, her finger pointed accusingly at him. "Don't you have eyes?"

Karan chuckled casually, his eyes locked on hers as he flirted shamelessly with her. "I only have two eyes and they're always on your can't help it."

" Kia..."

" Kia baby ".

"Don't you just love bumping into every woman you meet?" she yelled at him, her voice rising in indignation.

Karan smirked, his eyes glinting, "Not every woman, Kia baby,"

he said, his voice low and husky. "Just you."

With that, he walked towards her, his eyes never leaving hers.

AUTHOR POV:

After completing the seven rounds around the sacred fire, the priest told him to put the mangalsutra around her neck.

Rajveer nodded and gently tied the sacred necklace, symbolizing their union.

As the guests cheered and clapped, He kissed her on forehead, showing his love and devotion. Everyone was happy and hooting.

And then, the final ritual the of sindoor, the sacred vermilion powder, in her hair parting.

He took a pinch of the vermillion and, with his eyes locked on her's, said, "Sochle ek or baar Sweetheart, fir toh aap humari ho jayengi permanent" .

"Think once more sweetheart, and then you'll be mine forever."

Her's face glowed with a soft blush as she lowered her gaze.

her voice barely above a whisper. "Aap hi ki hona chahti hu, permanently Raj Ji"

"I want to be yours, forever, Raj Ji."

After the wedding ceremony was complete, the pandit instructed them to seek blessings from their elders.

They nodded in respect and began to touch the feet of their family members, seeking their blessings.

As she was about to bend down to touch her brother-in-law, Dhruv's feet, he stopped her with a gentle smile.

"Bhabhi, aap humse badi hai, aur acha nahi lagta ki maa jaisi bhabhi apne bete ke pair chuye," Dhruv said. "Mujhe aapke pair chune chahiye."

("Sister-in-law, you are older than me, and it doesn't feel right for a mother-like figure like you to touch the feet of her son. I should be the one touching your feet.")

( Kidr milte hai ese 😮‍💨)

Dhruv bent down and touched her feet, showing his respect and affection.

She was deeply moved by his gesture and felt grateful to have him as a brother-in-law.

Finally, she was about to bend down to touch her husband's feet, but he stopped her once again.

"Aap Lakshmi hai, aur Lakshmi pair chute hue achi nahi lagti , balki ashivard deti Hui achi lgti hai," he said, taking her feet in his hands and pressing soft, gentle kisses on them.

"Hume aapke pair chune chahiye, kyunki aap humari ghar ki Lakshmi hai, sweetheart."

("You are Lakshmi, and Lakshmi's feet being touched doesn't look good, instead, it looks beautiful when Lakshmi is blessing others.")

( We should be the ones touching your feet, because you are the one who brings prosperity and good fortune to our family, my sweetheart.")

She blushed at his words and smiled, feeling loved and cherished by her new family.

As the wedding rituals finally came to an end. they sat down for dinner with family.

Rajveer turned to his wife friends and said with a grin, "So, my dear sisters-in-law, where have you hidden my shoes?"

Everyone burst out laughing at his question.

Diya, Tanvi, and Ishika were all giggling uncontrollably. Diya joked, "Jiju, you'll have to pay us 10 crores to get them back."

Tanvi and Ishika playfully warned him, "If you can't even afford 10 crores,then our dearest bestfriend saanvi will be not your ?"

Tanvi and Ishika laughing at him.

Rajveer's eyes locked onto Saanvi's, and he said with conviction, "To have her by my side everytime, I'd give up everything I own."

Saanvi's face turned bright red as she felt Rajveer's intense gaze.

Meanwhile, Tanvi, Diya, and Ishika were thrilled to see Rajveer so smitten.

As a joke, He handed each one of them a black check.

And finally It was time for Saanvi's vidai, the traditional farewell ceremony where the bride bids a tearful goodbye to her family and friends.

She was overcome with grief, her eyes streaming with tears as she clung to her loved ones. He watched her how she was crying.

With trembling hands, Saanvi's father placed her hands in Rajveer's, his eyes brimming with tears.

"Treat my little daughter like the princess she is," he implored, his voice cracking with emotion.

Rajveer's eyes locked onto Saanvi's, and he vowed, "I will treat her like a queen, my queen."

As Saanvi's friends gathered around her, the atmosphere grew even more emotional. They hugged her tightly, tears streaming down their faces.

Tanvi, Saanvi's closest friend, clung to her, sobbing uncontrollably. "Ab toh tu humse door ho jayegi," she whispered, her voice barely audible

"Now you'll be far away from us."

Dhruv said shamelessly .

"Aap kehti hai toh aapko bhi le chalte hai apne sath, biwi banke," he said, trying to sound playful, but Tanvi just glared at him, silencing him with a single look.

Finally, it was time for Saanvi and Rajveer to leave. They got into the car and drove away from her home for Rajawat mansion and then their family members also drove in their car.



As We drove away from the wedding venue, I couldn't help but notice her distraught state.

She was hiccuping uncontrollably, her eyes were swollen and red, and her lips looked dry from crying. I felt a pang in my heart seeing her like this.

Our car was equipped with a privacy screen that separated the backseat from the driver's area.

I leaned over and gently said, "Sweetheart, please don't cry. It hurts me to see you like this." I touched my heart, emphasizing my point.

She looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Why are you saying this? Why would your heart hurt?" she asked, her voice trembling.

I chuckled at her innocence and replied in a low, husky tone, "if you don't stop crying "I'll fuck you so hard, right now. I've been holding back all day, but seeing you in that bridal lehenga is testing my self-control.

"I want to rip it off you and claim you as mine." I paused, my eyes locked on hers.

Her's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she stopped crying. But soon, tears began to flow again.

I quickly pressed the button to raise the privacy screen, enclosing us in our own private space.

Without another word, I claimed her's lips in a rough, passionate kiss.

She breathed heavily as I sucked and bit her lips. The kiss was intense, and her's tears were momentarily forgotten.

I ravaged her lips, biting down on her lower lip before devouring her mouth with my tongue.

The kiss was a primal fusion of desire, love, and unbridled pleasure.

She was gasping for air, her chest heaving with every ragged breath. I trailed wet, sloppy kisses along her jawline, my tongue leaving a scorching path of desire in its wake.

When we finally broke apart, Saanvi looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with a mix of anger and desire.

"You're such a shameless person," she whispered.

I grinned mischievously. "Oh, really? Well, then, wait until tonight."

Saanvi’s POV

We arrived at the mansion, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

The grandeur of the house was intimidating, but at the same time, I was excited to start this new chapter of my life.

As we both stepped out of the car, I saw His mother and aunt (chachi) standing at the main door, welcoming us with warm smiles.

They performed a traditional puja ceremony in my honor, and I felt a deep sense of respect and love from them.

But what touched my heart the most was when they asked me to dip my feet in a mixture of vermilion and water, and then print my footprints on the floor.

This ancient Indian tradition is a symbol of good luck and prosperity, and I felt so grateful to be a part of it.

As I looked around at my new family, I couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky to have them as my in-laws.

I had always heard stories about the challenges of adjusting to a new family, but from the very beginning, they made me feel like one of their own.

I never thought I would be so fortunate as to have such loving and caring in-laws.

They welcomed me with open arms, and their kindness and generosity have left me feeling deeply grateful and blessed.

His mother gently placed a kalash of rice on the floor, and then, in a traditional gesture, she pulled my right leg, and I pulled the kalash, symbolizing my entry into my new home.

I entered the house, I was immediately enveloped by the warmth and love of his family.

His mother, sister, chachi, and Dhruv surrounded me, making me feel like I was part of the family already.

Rajveer's mother looked at me with concern and said, "Beta, I know you must be exhausted today, so we'll postpone the rest of the rituals until tomorrow."

I nodded gratefully, feeling relieved that I wouldn't have to go through any more ceremonies that day as I'm so tired now and need to be a peaceful sleep.

But then, his aunt suddenly chimed in, "But didi, we can do one ritual in just five minutes, can't we?"

Kiara looked at her innocently and asked, "What ritual, chachi?"

His mother smiled lovingly and replied, "Raj's will find his name in your bhabhi mehndi ."

I nodded and blushed, feeling a little shy.

Just then, Raj walked towards us and said, "Maa, can we go now? I'm really tired and I have a meeting at the office tomorrow."

His mother refused, saying, "No, you're not going anywhere tomorrow. You just got married, and you have to spend time with your wife."

Raj pleaded, "Maa, please?"

But then, Kiara excitedly jumped in, "Bhai, let's do a ritual"

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What ritual now?"

Kiara looked at Raj with a cute expression and said, "Bhai, you have to find your name in bhabhi's mehendi."

Raj smiled and replied, "Okay, so this is the ritual." He then sat down beside me.

The whole family gathered around us, sitting across from us.

Dhruv, trying to be funny, said, "I know bhai won't be able to find it."

I chuckled at Dhruv's comment.

Raj took my hand in his and looked at my mehendi carefully, trying to find his name.

"It's very hard, " he said, "maybe I think I can never find it and It's definitely not on the ring finger."

He continued to search, and I couldn't help but blush.

The whole family erupted in cheers and laughter. But just as we were all celebrating, Raj's phone rang, and he got up to answer it.

He went to take the call and left the room.

And then his mother said " Kia beta take your bhabhi in Raj room".

She nooded.

Kiara gently took my hand and led me upstairs to his room.

I was feeling extremely exhausted, both physically and emotionally, after the long and overwhelming day.

As we reached the room, Kiara turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"All the best, Bhabhi Sa, for your first night," she said in a teasing tone, winking at me.

I felt my face heat up with a deep blush as I realized what she was implying.

I quickly looked away, trying to compose myself, but Kiara's playful laughter followed me as I entered the room.

I couldn't help but smile at her cheeky remark, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness about what the night ahead might hold.

I stepped inside the room, I was enveloped by the luxurious ambiance and the faint scent of his cologne.

The large bed in the center of the room seemed to beckon me, promising a comfortable haven after the long and tiring day.

As I was going to lay down on bed, my whole body was screaming for rest.

The endless ceremonies, the stifling traditional attire, and the constant of their guests had taken its toll on me.

Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, I felt a presence behind me.

I turned and saw Him standing in the doorway, a sly smile spreading across his face like a slow-burning fire.

His eyes gleamed with a mischievous intensity.

"I hope you know, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and husky, "We're going to break the bed."

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