“You’re irresistible…” he whispered.

Their breaths mingled with the rain. Their silence roared louder than the thunder.

She hid her face in his chest and whimpered. He chuckled softly and said,

“Apka laal chehra dekh liya hai maine, ab kya chupa rahi ho aap?”

(I’ve already seen your red face, what are you hiding now?)

She smiled, squeezing her eyes shut and burying deeper into him.

“Ab yaha se nikle kaise?” (How do we leave from here now?) she asked.

“Nikalna hi kaun chahta hai? Mujhe toh bas apke paas rehna hai.”

(Who even wants to leave? I just want to stay close to you.)

She looked up at him, sighing,

“At least serious situation mein toh flirt mat karo.”

(At least don’t flirt in serious situations.)

“Flirt to har situation mein kar sakta hoon… par sirf aapke saath.”

(I can flirt in every situation—but only with you.)

“Chup karo,” she muttered, slapping his chest lightly.

He kissed her forehead gently.

“Let’s get inside the car.”

They both got in, Janvi flipped her soaked hair, which clung to her neck, making it harder for him to stay composed. She picked up her phone and dialed.

“Hello Himanshu bhaiya,” she said as the call connected.

After a quick conversation, she updated Rishi. Himanshu said he’d come wherever they were.

Twenty minutes later, two cars rolled toward the hotel. After getting a handful of scolding from Himanshu, Janvi leapt in to defend Rishi—and saved him.

♡

Back at the hotel, they changed and got ready to go home.

The next morning, Rishi woke up first. She slept peacefully against his chest. He smiled, kissed her forehead, and carefully tucked the blanket around her before heading to the gym.

After his intense workout, he came back wearing a vest and joggers. She had just woken up, rubbing her eyes like a sleepy kitten, yawning and stretching.

He leaned on the doorframe, arms folded, watching her with a fond smile.

She stepped down from the bed, slipped into her soft slippers, and walked to the balcony to pull the curtains open. As she turned back, she saw him standing there.

She walked straight into his arms.

“Kya hua jaan?” (What happened, love?) he asked, rubbing her back gently.

“Pata nahi… bohot thaka thaka sa lag raha hai.”

(I don’t know… I feel very exhausted.) Her throat was sore.

He touched her forehead.

“Bukhar hai aapko, voh bhi itna tez.” (You’ve got a fever—and it’s burning.)

She frowned.

“Bukhar kaise ho sakta hai?” (How can I have a fever?)

“Kaise nahi hoga? Agar aap barish mein bhigoge toh hoga hi na. Ruko, main Shashi ko call karta hoon.”

(Why wouldn’t you? You got drenched in rain. Wait, I’ll call Shashi.)

“Mat karo abhi. Uska phone shayad off ho.”

(Don’t call her now. Her phone might be off.)

“Toh main kisi aur doctor ko bulata hoon.”

(Then I’ll call someone else.)

“Rishi, doctor ki zarurat nahi hai. Main theek hoon.”

(Rishi, I don’t need a doctor. I’m fine.)

He cupped her face.

“Bohot theek ho aap? Apni awaz suno, kaise badal gayi hai. Upar se chal bhi nahi paa rahi ho properly.”

(You’re so fine? Just hear your voice, how strange it sounds. And you can barely walk.)

“Itna bhi kuch nahi hua hai.”

(It’s not that bad…)

Without a second thought, he scooped her into his arms.

“Rishiiii!” she yelled, startled.

"Chup chap bed pe raho. Main kadha laa raha hoon. Aur koi nakhre nahi.”

(Stay quietly in bed. I’m bringing kadha. No tantrums.)

“Rishi… nahi na…” she whined.

“Kya ‘nahi na’?” he smirked.

He gently placed her on the bed, kissed her forehead, and covered her with the blanket before heading to the kitchen.

♡

Downstairs, the living room was empty. Rishi entered the kitchen, took out a vessel, and began gathering ingredients.

Shivani walked in, blinking.

“Aap… kitchen mein? Are baap re, main sapna toh nahi dekh rahi?”

(You… in the kitchen? Oh my God, am I dreaming?)

He rolled his eyes.

“Itna bhi alsi nahi hoon main.”

(I’m not that lazy.)

“Kya bana raha hai?” she asked.

“Apni biwi ke liye kadha… par samajh nahi aa raha kaise banau.”

(Making kadha for my wife… but I don’t know how.)

“Kyu? Kya hua usko?”

“Bukhar chadh gaya usse… kal barish mein bheeg gayi thi na.”

“Ohh! Laa, main bana deti hoon.”

“Nahi, bas aap batayiye, kya kya aur kitna dalna hai.”

She guided him through every step. With patience, a few messes, and determination, Rishi finally made the perfect herbal brew.

The kitchen staff giggled and whispered, amused and touched. The man who never made his own tea was now preparing kadha for his wife.

The once cold, workaholic middle child… had become a loving, devoted husband.

♡

Rishi carried the tray—herbal brew, breakfast, and medicine—to their room.

He entered quietly and saw her rubbing her temples. He noticed the pain she tried to hide behind her smile—and it tugged at his heart.

He gently called her, placed the tray on the table. She looked at him and smiled softly.

“Thanks.”

He tilted his head.

“For what?”

“For taking care of me even when I say I’m fine… and still seeing the pain I try to hide. For everything.”

He smiled guiltily.

“Aap agar meri jagah hote, toh kya yeh sab mere liye karti?”

(If you were in my place, would you do all this for me?)

She nodded without hesitation.

“Haan, pati ho aap mere. Aapka khayal rakhna farz hai mera.”

(Yes, you’re my husband. Taking care of you is my duty.)

“Aur aap patni ho meri. Farz toh mera bhi hai na.”

(And you’re my wife. So it’s my duty too.)

He kissed her palm.

“Never thank me like I’m a stranger helping you. Dove… it’s my part. I’m your husband.”

She chuckled.

“Okay, Mr. Sweetheart.”

His cheeks flushed pink.

She noticed and smiled teasingly, and he fed her breakfast with so much love and care, her heart swelled.

No one had ever made her feel this special. And he was doing it all—

—without complaint

—without any expectations

—without even mentioning it

She had walked into this relationship with no hope.

But somehow, she got the man who exceeded every dream.

After finishing her breakfast, Janvi leaned back against the pillows, her eyes heavy and her head still aching.

Rishi noticed the tension in her brows and gently sat beside her.

“Sir dard ho raha hai?” (Is your head hurting?) he asked, softly brushing her hair back.

She nodded slightly, her voice a whisper.

“Thoda…” (A little…)

Without waiting for another word, he positioned himself behind her, making her sit comfortably between his legs. He poured a few drops of warm oil into his palm and began massaging her scalp in slow, circular motions.

His fingers were magic.

The pressure was just right, soothing every nerve. She let out a soft sigh, her body melting against his.

“Aise lag raha hai… jaise sab tension nikal gaya,” she murmured.

(It feels like all the tension is melting away.)

“Toh roz kara liya karo na mujhse,” he smiled.

(Then let me do it for you every day.)

“Roz thoda zyada romantic ho jaega…” she replied, eyes still closed.

He chuckled, kissed the top of her head, and continued massaging with gentle care—his heart full as he watched her slowly drift off to sleep.

Once she was fully relaxed, he eased her down onto the pillow and pulled the blanket over her. She was fast asleep within minutes.

He stood by the bed for a few seconds, watching her face—so peaceful, so delicate. He whispered under his breath,

“Kya kar diya hai tumne mere saath, dove…”

(What have you done to me, dove...)

♡

After ensuring she was resting well, Rishi picked up his phone and informed his assistant:

“I’m taking WFH today. Reschedule any external meets. I’ll be attending virtually from the home office.”

He changed into a crisp black T-shirt and jeans and walked into his home office—his private cabin on the upper floor, tucked quietly behind the library. The room smelled of mahogany and fresh coffee, sunlight filtering through the blinds.

His laptop blinked with back-to-back meetings, emails, and project notifications.

But even in the middle of the corporate chaos, his heart kept circling back to the girl asleep just a few steps away.

And somehow, amidst all the business talks, balance sheets, and strategic planning—his calm remained rooted in one truth:

She was here.

She was his.

And that made everything else fall perfectly into place.

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