And put it in their mouth to only spit it out hurriedly the next second.
Their eyes snapped towards each other, sheer rage swirling in their orbs for one another.
Harshly pushing back the chair, Vardhaan stood up, the fork by which he seconds ago ate the first bite clutched in his fist tightly.
Ishani's lips pressed in a straight line as she glared at the plate in front of her and the next second the metal spoon was harshly thrown on the floor which she ate upma seconds ago.
Stabbing the pancakes kept together on the table, Vardhaan banged his fist hard on the table jerking her attention towards him.
"Salt, in pancakes?" He sneered bitterly, his lips twisting in disgust.
The sudden sour expression on Ishani's face changed, her chin held high as she gave him a slight close-lipped smile.
"I thought to try something new and unique especially for you, my one and only dearest husband." A smug expression took over her face as she shrugged her shoulders.
"Why don't I try something unique too? Instead of spending quality time with my dearest wife on our honeymoon, how about I kill her? A new and unique thing it will be. Ain't it, dear wifey?" He retorted looking directly into her eyes taking out the fork which was stuck between the pancakes and playing with it lazily, a serious expression on his face.
Her blood ran cold and her pulse heightened as she gazed at the man in front of her who seemed dead serious about killing her.
She couldn't help but get scared at the thought of him killing her because she was alone in this bungalow with him, a man who was insanely crazy in his big ego and family name.
And he could actually kill her!
But keeping her head high, she glared back masking her fear well.
"Don't blame me alone when we are on the same boat, Mr. Rathore. I was generous enough to add salt for taste in the pancakes unlike you." She snarled throwing her hand upwards dramatically.
The grip on the fork tightened as he stepped towards her with a murderous glint in his eyes.
Her body stiffened, anger washing off as realization dawned upon her.
I shouldn't have provoked him. She thought stepping back and grabbing the knife kept on the table in her clammy palms.
The glare in his eyes intensified glancing at her confident facade.
"Dare to say a word more, Mrs. Rathore." He threatened to raise the fork in his hand stepping closer.
"Dare to take a step more, Mr. Rathore." She warned back bringing the knife in front, her glare matching his.
Both of them froze in their place with their eyes locked with each other, hatred and disgust for each other shimmering out.
The bland and unsavory taste still lingering on their taste buds making them more agitated.
"Why will you do that?" Vardhaan questioned throwing her a disgusted glare, finally tired from their not-so-productive staring session.
"Why will you do that!" Ishani retorted with a mock.
His shoulders drooped as an annoyed sigh passed his lips.
She knows how to get on my nerves. He thought sourly.
"You wasted food!" Vardhaan pointed out throwing away the fork in a corner.
The corner of her lips twitched as she sneered, "Yes, I wasted it and you saved it... Ain't it dear husband?"
Anger pulsed through his entire body at her insulting behavior. His fists clenched as the pride in him hurt making him more enraged.
Darting towards her fastly, he clutched the knife in his hand, the sharp metal effortlessly slicing through his palm as he gripped it and threw it somewhere on the floor.
Gripping the back of her neck, he pushed her back, caging her in between the dining table and him.
Rage pulsed through her body as well as she tilted her head, not breaking their intense eye lock.
His nose slightly touched hers and lips inches apart, as they gazed towards each other with hatred.
"Who the hell you think you are to talk to me in this way?" He screamed venting out his detest for her.
"Your sweetest wife my dear husband." Her voice dripped with pure sarcasm as she gave him a sickly sweet smile.
The veins in his neck throbbed as he narrowed his eyes towards her. His jaw clenched as he ran his bloodied hand on her cheek.
The dark red fluid trickled down her jaw from his palm and smeared on her face as she continued to glare at him.
Gripping her jaw in a painful hold, he moved his face dangerously close to her face, his lips almost touching hers as he whispered, "Want me to show you how a husband behaves as well?"
The anger in her veins was replaced by a sudden fear. Her eyes widen and her heart raced wildly in her ribcage as she understood the underlying meaning of his words.
His proximity didn't help either, only increasing her fear which she masked well but the shocked expression clear on her face delighting him to some extent but doing nothing in calming down his anger.
"Are you scared now, wifey?" He mocked as his arm wrapped itself around her waist pulling her closer.
Her breathing quickened as she felt him moving even closer, her eyes shut hard as her hands went back, rummaging the dining table to find something.
Just when his lips were about to touch hers, her hands moved forward squeezing the tomato sauce bottle, smearing the thick red sauce on his face.
"Fuck!" Vardhaan cursed loudly as he rubbed his eyes, his hands leaving her and she took the opportunity to run away not before collecting those instant food packets from the floor.
Her feet took her to a guest room in hurry and she locked the door from inside before releasing a breath she didn't know she was holding till now.
"This man is crazy!" She mumbled as she made her way towards the bathroom and almost screamed seeing her face which resembled a ghost shown on movies and tv.
Hair strands falling out from her braid sticking to her cheeks, a thin layer of sweat coating her forehead, and at last her cheeks and jaw covered in dried blood.
She truly resembled a ghost right now!
But her eyes narrowed towards the dried blood reflecting on the mirror.
It looked a lot!
She couldn't help but wonder was the cut too deep? And he would lose his too much blood and faint?
Then she had to call someone on this deserted island and pick up his heavy body from the floor!
She sighed in frustration her shoulders drooping as she thought more.
No, he will probably be fine and I don't have to pick him up from the floor. She assured herself shaking her head at her earlier absurd thoughts.
Turning off the tap, she wiped her wet face and stretched her body, tired from an earlier fight.
I have become lazy. She thought being annoyed at her tired self and came out of the room.
Her gaze instantly locked at the instant food packets kept on the table made her groan annoyedly.
"Another day eating this fake food." She mumbled to herself settling herself on the bed...
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Raina swung her legs boredly as she yawned keeping her face on her palm irking Aakarsh by her indecent behavior but he chose to ignore it, continue typing an important message on his phone.
Currently, they were sitting inside a cafe for brunch as after yesterday their hotel room needed a cleaning for which they had to leave their room for two hours.
And as they came towards the same cafe it wouldn't look good if they sat on different seats in front of others, would it?
"Your order sir," the waiter said as he placed their food in front of them.
Raina instantly dug in her burger gazing at his green salad crinkling her nose at so much greenery in food.
No doubt he was a fitness freak!
Aakarsh chose to ignore her variety of facial expressions and picked up the fork and knife to eat like a classy person he was.
Raina quickly gulped the food in her mouth as dread filled her senses as she glanced down at her plate.
Onions coming out of the burger and the napkin which was seconds ago wrapped around it was now proudly sitting on the table. The sauce smeared on the plate and her fingers themselves raised and touched the corner of her lips, wiping up the greasy mayonnaise. She couldn't help but compare the way he ate with hers.
She was surely embarrassing him in front of everyone by being the unsophisticated lady.
Her face heated up as she peeked through her lashes towards him only to find him already gazing at her with an eyebrow raised in amusement.
The corner of his lips twitched up as he continued eating making her cheeks redder in embarrassment.
Quickly breaking the eye lock they shared she ate her food looking down, this time more cautiously.
After being done with her food she glanced up as he passed her a tissue paper.
A confused expression etching on her face made him whirl his eyes as he wiped the remaining sauce of her mouth from the tissue.
She gasped in shock afterward but he paid no heed and paid for the food.
"Raina give me your phone." He demanded catching her by surprise but obliging to his demand she took out her phone and handed it to him.
He did something with her phone, gave it back to her, and stood up ready to leave making her stand up too.
"I am going to attend another important meeting. You can stroll till then. I have saved my number in your phone so if by any chance you forget the way back again then instead of wandering here and there simply call me." He stated before sauntering out whereas she stood frozen at her place with her phone in her hand.
She came out of her trance as the waiter came to return the money.
Giving him a polite smile she muttered, "Keep it with you." And strode out.
Her fingers immediately touched the contact icon as she typed his name to check if he was serious.
A small laugh escaped her lips as she read the name under which he saved his number.
Aakarsh Singh Rathore.
His full name.
Another laugh escaped her lips as she stuffed the phone along with her hands inside her coat's pocket as she walked towards the small shops to buy something for herself and other daughters-in-law.
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The clock ticked exactly 6 pm and a black Mercedes parked itself outside The Rathore Palace.
Taking off his sunglasses, he stepped out of the car, his coat in his hands and sleeves rolled upwards.
Giving one last look to his car, he made his way upwards towards the room he shared with Ruhanika.
The moment he unlocked the door, his eyes widened in shock seeing the scene in front of his eyes.
Ruhanika was laying down on the bed while typing something on her phone, yawning lazily.
"Ruhanika!" He shouted pinching the bridge of his nose making her startled. Her gaze snapped towards him in shock as she sat up straight tucking her messy hair strands backward.
He groaned inwardly taking in the state of his room.
Bed messy and her closet door open with clothes lying on the floor.
So she did all this behind his back!
Making his room havoc and placing the things back in place before he came back!
He thought horrified zoning out thinking of all the possibilities she would have done to his beloved room in his absence.
He jerked away from his thoughts as her hesitant voice reached him, "Yuvraj Ji,"
"Why the hell you aren't ready till now!" He snapped rubbing his temples.
"You were supposed to come at 7 pm." She accused huffing slightly.
"So if I was going to come at 7 then you must be ready by 6!" He craned his neck as he stated.
Afterall that was what The Yuvraj Rathore did. Getting ready an hour before the actual time.
He saw her scowl at his statement but before she could argue, he ordered, "Go get ready fast! I am waiting for you along with Yuvika."
With this, he turned ready to leave but his steps halted hearing her stutter, "Actually... Yuvika ain't ready too."
"What!"
"Yes, I usually start to get ready before half an hour."
"How in this world you can be so lazy!"
"This ain't laziness Yuvraj Ji. What will we do by getting ready an hour before? But by not getting ready too early we can do a lot of productive things!" She explained with a proud smile.
Turning towards her he passed her a sarcastic smile, "Yes, I saw how many productive things you were doing before I came here."
A warm blush crept through her neck and flooded her face at his true remark.
Looking here and there she muttered, "I am going to get Yuvika ready."
And left before he could say a word.
Stuffing his hands inside his pants pocket, he shook his head as an amusing smile danced on his lips at her antics.
..........
"Baccha, go and tell Naina Chachi to make your hairstyle. You know that Maa can't make difficult ones." Ruhanika mumbled softly adjusting Yuvika's dress to which Yuvika nodded her head excitedly. No doubt Naina was excellent in making hairstyles.
Yuvika happily went towards Naina's room to which Ruhanika chuckled shaking her head whilst hurrying towards her room to get ready fast.
...........
When Ruhanika came back, the scene in front of her eyes made her astonished and a warm smile spread across her lips.
Yuvika was adorably pouting and asking about which sandles were matching with her outfit to Yuvraj and he was thinking deeply as if this was one of his important meetings!
"Princess... This has more green just like your dress but I feel that the other one looks better." Yuvraj explained and Yuvika nodded in understanding before lifting her one leg signaling him to make her wear that.
Yuvraj squatted down and made his princess wear her sandles before his eyes acknowledged Ruhanika.
"Come let's go!" He said to Yuvika softly who squealed in excitement clapping her hands.
"Papa, I love you and Maa so much!" Yuvika stated looking at both of them with a grin.
"We love you too!" They both replied at the same time then glanced at each other in surprise.
Their eyes locked with each other for a second before they walked out, towards Yuvraj's car.
Yuvraj got inside the driver's seat. Ruhanika and Yuvika looked at each other before opening the back seat of the car.
"I ain't your driver!" Yuvraj grumbled looking at both of them with a scowl to which they smiled sheepishly in return before making their way towards the passenger seat.
Yuvika sat down on Ruhanika's lap and Ruhanika closed the door.
The car came into motion as both mother-daughter gazed out of the window.
Excitement was visible on their faces making Yuvraj chuckle inwardly at their antics.
He saw them murmuring something to each other lowly while pointing out. Their voice was very low for him to hear making him frown deeply.
Sometimes he wondered if Ruhanika herself was a child because of the way she acted sometimes. She was more Yuvika's best friend than mother!
But the fact that she was just twenty-two hit him every time and her behavior made sense.
For him at least.
"Get down." He asserted parking the car in the parking area of the restaurant.
Ruhanika nodded in affirmation before getting down along with Yuvika.
Three of them made their way inside the restaurant and Yuvraj couldn't help but wonder the way Yuvika looked immensely happy he should have tried this beforehand itself!
He went ahead of them and pull out a chair trying to act like a gentleman and stood there.
But to his horror, Ruhanika walked past him and sat down on another chair, and pulled out another chair for Yuvika whereas he felt like stupid standing there.
He shot her a glare and feeling it she turned towards him, a confused and innocent expression on her face not aware of what she did.
He scoffed and shrugged his insult before sitting on the chair he pulled out...
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Naina couldn't help but feel delighted today. The weight of guilt finally lifted off her chest made her feel light and not trapped anymore.
She hummed softly to herself before turning to keep the hairbrush back in its place.
Her makeup kit kept in the closet caught her attention for the first time after her marriage.
The sudden want to take it out bubbled inside her as she took it out, gazing at it with pride.
This was something Naina loved to do before her marriage.
It was her passion and she had learned this as well!
Her heart yearned to use it once more. Her hands today craved to hold the brushes and makeup making her sigh.
She glanced at the wall clock, 7:30 pm.
There was still a lot of time in Aadarsh to come back so she could try it today as she was feeling immensely bored due to being alone.
She held the kit and placed it on the dressing table before sitting down on the wooden stool.
Taking out the products, her throat dried due to the overwhelming emotions.
It had been so long.
So long she did this,
The thing she was passionate about.
She swallowed deeply, giving in to her heart's demand, and started doing the thing she loved.
A smile etching on her face as she completed the look.
Instead of giving herself a soft look like her personality, she did bold makeup!
Her heart yearned for her sister this time. She was always the one who took her beautiful pictures when she used to do this at her home.
Her hands itched to video call her and she gave in. It had been only two hours since she last called her but still Raina picked up the video call catching her by surprise.
"Wow! Someone is happy today." Raina teased making her roll her eyes towards Raina.
"Though you look so hot Naina!" Raina chirped making her eyes widen.
"Ahnn... Don't say all this. Tell me what you are doing sitting on the bench?" Naina inquired with a frown.
"Just enjoying myself. Leave it. Tell me why haven't you worn that red gown! That would look so good with this makeup." Raina suggested.
"I am not going out Raina," Naina murmured.
"So what! Taking some pictures won't hurt. Now go get ready and don't waste this makeup look!" Raina snapped.
"But what if someone sees--"
"The gown isn't even that revealing Naina. Also if someone sees it then he/she will appreciate the beauty of that gown." Raina started being proud of her fashion design.
"Yes," Naina rolled her eyes and cut the call.
Today, her mood was happy and she wanted to get ready, surprisingly.
Her feet moved towards the closet as she took out the red gown kept in between her sarees and suits.
The soft fabric made her smile widen.
It was different from other clothing as before marriage her step-mother took both Naina and Raina to shop for the clothes that a perfect daughter-in-law should wear.
They returned with traditional attires as that was what a daughter-in-law wears according to her stepmother. But Raina being a little rebellious, brought a few western pieces as well.
This red gown being one one of them.
She made her way towards the bathroom to change into that.
She came out, adjusting her dress gracefully.
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she grinned. Raina was correct! This make-up suited this gown. Indeed she looked gorgeous.
But her smile faltered as she heard footsteps. Her heart racing thinking this wasn't the time for him to return from work but was he home early? Her palms turned clammy. She nipped at her red-painted lip as she anxiously gazed at the door.
Seconds later the door of the room slammed open, the dark eyes making contact with her brown one...
So the thing is that I have made four reels regarding the couples on my Instagram, they are kinda like trailers and I will be glad if u see them!
Instagram- @1805happysoul.
(My account isn't private)
Target- 310+
Anything about Vardhaan and Ishani?
Yuvraj and Ruhanika?
Raina?
And my dear Aadarsh and Naina?
Plus I am exhausted so byee...
Meet u all on next Monday or early Tuesday LoL
Take Care❤️