Singhania group of companies:
The Singhania Group's 30-floor building stands tall as a symbol of their corporate prowess and influence. It serves as the headquarters for a conglomerate of companies spanning diverse industries such as textiles, manufacturing, real estate, and technology. With its sleek and modern design, the building likely houses executive offices, conference rooms, research and development facilities, as well as commercial spaces. Its strategic location and impressive height make it a prominent landmark in the city skyline, reflecting the group's stature and ambition in the business world.
Ayushree entered the bustling lounge area of the Singhania group of companies , filled with people going about their business. Among them were employees engaged in conversations, perhaps discussing projects or collaborations, while others moved purposefully, likely on their way to meetings or appointments. The receptionist at the front desk greeted visitors with a warm smile, efficiently managing inquiries and directing guests to their destinations within the expansive building.
The receptionist's eyes fell upon Ayushree, and without a second, she approached her.
"Hello, ma'am," the receptionist greeted with a slight bow. Ayushree returned the greeting with a polite "hello." The receptionist promptly escorted her to the private lift area reserved exclusively for the Singhania family.
"Ma'am, sir is busy in the photoshoot. Do you want me to escort you there?" The receptionist politely asked, to which Ayushree nodded her head. Soon, they reached the 20th floor where the photoshoot was taking place. As they walked out of the lift, Ayushree came face to face with Shaurya Kumar .
"Ayushree, you're here?" Shaurya asked with a surprised tone, a smile on his face.
"You can leave," Ayushree said to the receptionist, who bowed in front of her and left.
"Yes, actually, I came with his tiffin," Ayushree explained, showing the tiffin she had been asked to bring by her dear husband, who was suddenly craving homely food.
"Come, I will escort you to sir," Shaurya said, and they walked together.
"Well, I am sorry about the way he behaved with you on party night," Ayushree said apologetically.
"Hey, it's okay," Shaurya shook his head.
"Tell me, how is life going?" Shaurya asked.
"Wonderful," Ayushree replied.
"You have a daughter, right?" Shaurya asked, remembering Abhyant's long introduction. Ayushree nodded her head with a big smile on her face.
"Well, I didn't get a chance to meet her," Shaurya said, sounding disappointed.
"I will make sure you meet her soon," Ayushree promised, to which Shaurya nodded his head excitedly.
"Well, do you work here?" Ayushree asked curiously.
"Yes, I am a lawyer and currently iam in Singhania's legal advising team," Shaurya replied, while Ayushree congratulated him for achieving his dream successfully.
As they reached the photoshoot area, Ayushree scanned the room, searching for her husband. Her eyes landed on him, engaged in discussion with a director, seated comfortably on a single sofa chair. She glanced ahead to catch a glimpse of the model, only to find Kaira Luthra. Memories flooded back of their encounter at the party where she meet with her and because of her , she got jealous that she got drunk and the shocking thing is that she doesn't remembered anything of that night .
Lost in her thoughts, Ayushree was oblivious when a crew member accidentally bumped into her shoulder, causing her to lose her balance and let out a startled shriek. She teetered on the brink of falling, but Shaurya swiftly intervened, grasping both her shoulders to steady her. The commotion drew the attention of nearby members, prompting them to turn and assess the situation. Abhyant, sensing something amiss, rose from his seat and directed his gaze towards the source of the disturbance. Upon spotting the man from the party once more, Abhyant clenched his fists, particularly disliking the sight of him with his hands on Ayushree's shoulders.
He stomped his right foot harshly on the floor, causing Ayushree and Shaurya to stand straight. Shaurya excused himself and walked away from the there , while Ayushree, feeling her husband's intense gaze on her, nervously tucked her hair behind her ear. Abhyant signaled to the crew to continue their work.
Abhyant took intimidating strides towards his wife, his hands shoved deep into his pant pockets. As he reached near her, his towering figure loomed over Ayushree.
Ayushree raised her eyes to meet his dark brown gaze, unable to resist getting lost in them. Their silent exchange was interrupted when the director, accompanied by Kaira, approached them.
"Sir, the photos are ready," the director announced, attempting to show Abhyant the photos. He received only a noncommittal hum in response, as Abhyant remained fixated on Ayushree.
Observing abhyant lack of attention , Kaira clenched her fist in frustration and took a step closer to him.
"Won't you look at them once, Abhyant?" Kaira's voice took on a seductive and sweet tone, accompanied by fluttering eyelashes. Ayushree's eyes flickered to Kaira's hand, which rested on her husband's biceps.
Abhyant, noticing Ayushree's diverted attention, followed her gaze and saw Kaira's hand on his biceps. His jaw clenched in anger, and he jerked her hand away harshly.
"Miss Luthra, if I remember correctly, you are my employee and I am your boss. So address me as sir or boss," Abhyant gritted his teeth, delivering a stern warning to Kaira, who felt insulted by his words.
"Now, leave," Abhyant's firm voice left no room for argument as Kaira and the director hastily departed from the scene.
Abhyant firmly grabbed Ayushree's wrist and led her towards his cabin which is in 29th floor. Upon reaching his cabin, Abhyant swiftly discarded his upper coat, tossing it onto the couch with a sense of urgency. He made his way to the washroom within his cabin, intent on washing his hands.
As Abhyant emerged from the washroom, As he 's gaze fell upon his wife, adorned in a stunning Crystal Organza saree with delicate zari work tracing its border, his eyes embarked on an exploration, taking in every exquisite detail. With a focused intensity, he observed her ebony charcoal eyes, drinking in their captivating allure, each glance revealing a depth of emotion and strength. His gaze traced the contours of her face, meticulously exploring every delicate feature, from the graceful curve of her high cheekbones to the gentle slope of her nose.
However, it was Ayushree's waist that drew his attention most . Her saree highlighted her slim waist whenever she moved gracefully. This subtle glimpse added to her charm and completely captivated Abhyant's attention. He was lost in admiration, mesmerized by his wife's elegance and grace.
As he heard the gentle sound of her bangles, Abhyant snapped back to the present moment. He approached Ayushree and settled onto the sofa. Ayushree followed suit, taking a seat beside him while maintaining a safe distance. She passed him the food plate, which Abhyant accepted with his left hand.
Abhyant passed Ayushree the food plate, causing her to look at it first, then back at him, her expression filled with confusion.
"Feed me," Abhyant commanded in a firm tone, his eyes locked on Ayushree.
"Why would I?" Ayushree retorted sarcastically, a hint of defiance in her voice.
"Because I said so," Abhyant replied casually, shrugging his shoulders.
"And what if I don't want to?" Ayushree challenged, her expression daring him to answer.
Abhyant smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes, leaving Ayushree puzzled by his reaction. Before she could react, she found herself seated on his lap with his arms encircling her.
"Then you have sit like this whole day," Abhyant declared, his fingers gently tracing the outline of her waist, causing Ayushree to shudder as she felt the cool touch of his rings against her skin.
"Abhyant, please...someone will come," Ayushree pleaded, attempting to create some distance between them.
"No one will enter as I've already locked the cabin," Abhyant reassured her, pulling her closer.
"Don't give me that look, just start feeding me," Abhyant insisted, ignoring Ayushree's pleading eyes and clenching her fists.
"Why should I? Don't you have hands?" Ayushree retorted, her voice rising slightly in frustration.
"Stubborn," Abhyant muttered, before nuzzling into her neck, catching Ayushree off guard and causing her to jump in his lap at his sudden gesture.
"I'm not the one being stubborn, it's you," Ayushree snapped, her patience wearing thin.
"Oh, really? Then who's the one refusing?" Abhyant challenged, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
"I will not feed you! That's final!" Ayushree declared firmly, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance. She couldn't help but feel exasperated by Abhyant's behavior. First, he asked her to jump from a 20-floor building, then he revealed her identity as Bonita Hubb. His mood swings were worse than any pregnant woman's. Duffer husband.
"Apna devar ke liya uska favourite khana bana sakte hoon par apna pati khana Tak nahi kil sakte" Abhyant's voice dripped with sarcasm and jealousy.
"Seriously?" Ayushree looked at him in disbelief, surprised hy his statement.
Ayushree waited for a few minutes, hoping that Abhyant would change his mind, but sighed as he remained stubbornly affectionate, snuggling into her neck. "Stubborn king," Ayushree mumbled to herself before picking up the plate in her hand and starting to feed him, giving in to his request .
With one hand gently caressing her waist, he felt a sense of possessiveness and protectiveness, relishing . The touch of her skin beneath his fingertips fueled a desire to hold her close, to keep her safe within his embrace. Meanwhile, his other hand delicately twirled strands of her hair, each movement a tender expression of his affection.
As Ayushree fed Abhyant, she tried to ignore his intense stares, focusing instead on the task at hand. Once she had finished feeding him the entire plate, she moved to stand up from his lap to wash her hands. However, Abhyant tightened his hold around her, preventing her from leaving. Instead, he brought her fingers close to his mouth and began to suck on them, his gaze locked intensely with hers. Ayushree's ears and neck turned red with shyness as she felt a flutter of butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't understand why she was feeling so flustered, so overwhelmed by his sudden change in behavior. All she knew was that in that moment, with his lips caressing her fingers, she felt a rush of emotions that she couldn't quite explain.
Before Ayushree could comprehend what was happening, she found herself pinned on the sofa with Abhyant hovering above her. The sudden change in position took her by surprise, and she looked up at her husband, his gaze intense as he began to remove her pallu. While his other hand was enterwined with her . Feeling a rush of emotions, Ayushree clenched her saree tightly, her heart pounding with nervousness. It had been nearly five years since he had touched her like this, and the sensation was overwhelming. As she held his hand, preventing him from removing her pallu, Abhyant tenderly pecked her knuckles, making her release the grip. Slowly, he slid her pallu aside, revealing her upper body to him.
Abhyant's gaze lingered on Ayushree's ample bosom, hidden beneath her blouse. From the outside, it was evident that they had grown larger since the last time he had seen them. With a mixture of fascination and desire, his fingers traced a path towards the strap of her blouse. Gently, he pulled it down, exposing her milky white shoulder to him, the sight causing a surge of longing to course through him. Ayushree's skin looked even more radiant in the soft light, and Abhyant couldn't help but feel captivated by her beauty.
Slowly, Abhyant brought his lips closer to Ayushree's shoulder, planting tender kisses along the soft skin. Each kiss was gentle, as if he was savoring every moment of contact. Then, with a subtle intensity, he began to nibble on her skin, his teeth hungrily grazing her flesh. Ayushree couldn't help but arch her back in response, feeling a mix of pleasure and slight pain. As Abhyant bit down, his tongue followed, soothing the sensation with each stroke. Ayushree's fingers involuntarily threaded through his hair, her touch a silent reassurance of her surrender to the moment.
"This is mine !!you are mine!!you are mine!!no one other than me has the right touch you!!" Abhyant's whispered words were dominating, asserting his possessive claim over Ayushree as he continued to lick the bitten area on her shoulder, as if erasing any trace of another's touch.
For a second ayushree didn't understood but soon she realised why he is saying like this .
"Ahh.. mmm" Ayushree's moans of pleasure and pain escaped her lips as he continued to his action on other shoulder also.
"If I once again saw that chomu Kumar roaming around you or his single gaze on you . Then I swear iam going kill him very brutally" Abhyant's voice reached Ayushree's ears with a threatening tone, causing her to shudder beneath him. His eyes blazed with intensity, still haunted by the image of Shaurya holding her shoulders just hours before. Though Abhyant knew he should be grateful for Shaurya's assistance, he couldn't shake the unease brought on by the tenderness in Shaurya's eyes whenever they fell upon Ayushree.
"Abhyant, shau.." Ayushree began, but before she could finish her sentence, Abhyant leaned closer, bringing his body in line with hers, causing his clothed self to brush against her clothed intimate area.
"Ahh..." Ayushree gasped as a sudden sensation coursed through her legs. She attempted to close them, but Abhyant made it difficult for her to do so.
"I don't want to listen to his name from your mouth," Abhyant gritted his teeth in anger. He couldn't tolerate any unknown man name also from her mouth.
"You will stay away from him, right amorzinho?" Abhyant asked, his voice firm as Ayushree was lost in her emotions. Not receiving a reply from her, he rubbed against her, causing her to roll her eyes back in pleasure and sensation.
"Yes, I will," Ayushree answered, trying to steady herself. But she couldn't. She couldn't hold herself when he was around because somewhere she knew he owned her completely.
"Good," a smirk formed on his face as he gently kissed her forehead.
Abhyant gently adjusted her blouse and smoothed out her saree. Layed on the couch taking her in his arms .
"Abhyant..." Ayushree attempted to speak.
"Shh... you need sleep," Abhyant whispered soothingly, tucking her hair strands behind her ears and patting her gently to encourage sleep. Ayushree sighed contentedly, snuggling closer into her husband's embrace, finally finding the rest she had been longing for.
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Navya emerged from the restaurant where she and her team had gathered for an important meeting. After finalizing the deal, they made their way towards the car parked on the other side of the road. Suddenly, her phone rang, and a smile spread across her face as she answered her chachu's call.
"Yes, chachu, I will definitely come to meet you," Navya replied, engrossed in conversation. Lost in the call, she failed to notice that she had strayed away from her team and into the middle of the road.
"Where is Navya, ma'am?" her team members noticed her absence.
"There she is," her PA, Dhani, said, pointing towards Navya. They all turned their attention in her direction, but something unexpected caught Dhani's eye.
"Mam!" Dhani yelled loudly, causing Navya to furrow her eyebrows as she turned towards them.
"Mam! Truck!" Dhani and the other team members yelled in alarm. As Navya glanced to her right, she felt a sudden jolt before realizing she was being propelled into the air by a powerful push.
As Navya soared through the air, time seemed to slow down, each moment stretching into eternity. In that suspended state, she felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins, heightening her senses and sharpening her awareness.
The world around her blurred into a chaotic whirlwind of noise and motion. With a thud, Navya landed on the pavement, the impact jolting her body and knocking the breath from her lungs.
The pool of blood forming around her head, she felt a surreal detachment from the world around her. The metallic tang of blood filled her senses, mingling with the cacophony of voices and distant sounds that echoed in her ears. Each breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with effort as she struggled to remain conscious.Through blurry vision, Navya glimpsed a blur of concerned faces hovering over her, their voices a distant murmur in the haze of pain and confusion. Shadows danced at the edges of her vision, their movements indistinct and dreamlike as consciousness slipped further from her grasp.
"Mam, open your eyes," Dhani tapped Navya's cheeks gently, desperately trying to rouse her from unconsciousness, but to no avail. The sight of the blood pooling around Navya's head only heightened Dhani's sense of panic and vulnerability.
"Ravi, call the ambulance!" Dhani's voice rang out, filled with urgency, as she directed her team to take action. Within moments, the wail of sirens filled the air as the ambulance arrived, its flashing lights cutting through the darkness of the night.
As Navya was loaded into the ambulance, Dhani wasted no time. With trembling hands, she reached for her phone and dialed Vivaan's number, her heart pounding with fear and desperation.
"Hello, Vivaan Singhania here," came Vivaan's voice on the other end of the line, his tone curious upon seeing the unknown number.
"Sir, I am Dhani, Navya mam's PA," Dhani choked back tears, struggling to maintain her composure as she delivered the devastating news. Vivaan's brow furrowed in confusion, unsure why his wife's PA was calling him at this hour.
"Sir, Navya mam had meet with an accident. We are bringing her to your hospital. Please, sir, please save her," Dhani pleaded, her voice breaking with emotion as tears streamed down her cheeks. Unable to bear the weight of her grief any longer, she abruptly ended the call, her heart heavy with fear for Navya.
As Vivaan listened to Dhani's words, his breath caught in his throat, the air seeming to vanish from his lungs in an instant. The phone slipped from his trembling hand, crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces, mirroring the shattered fragments of his world in that moment.
A sudden wetness on his cheeks startled him, prompting him to raise a hand to his face. As his fingers came away damp with tears, Vivaan was struck by the realization that he was crying but for what? For whom ?
Frustration surged within him, a tidal wave of conflicting emotions crashing against the walls of his composure. In a burst of anguish and rage, Vivaan lashed out, his hands grasping at the table in his cabin, pushing it up and down with such force that the glass surface shattered into a myriad of sharp shards, scattering across the floor .
As Vivaan rushed out of his cabin, his mind raced with worry for Navya. Deepak's urgent update about Navya's arrival sent a shiver of apprehension down his spine. Without a moment's hesitation, he made his way towards the operation theater, his heart pounding with dread.
Upon reaching the theater, Vivaan peered through the glass window, his breath catching in his throat at the sight before him. Navya lay on the operating table, her head almost completely obscured by a halo of blood. A team of doctors surrounded her, their movements swift and purposeful as they worked tirelessly to stem the flow of blood and stabilize her condition.
Vivaan's hands clenched into fists at his sides, his heart heavy with fear and helplessness. But he is not understand why ? For whom? Why he is feeling like this?
Vivaan's attention was drawn away from Navya by the sound of running footsteps. He turned to see abhyant ,Ayushree, along with Meera, Karishma, and Dhriti, rushing towards him. Unable to contain his emotions any longer, he lunged towards his brother Abhyant, burying his face in his brother's embrace as tears streamed down his cheeks. The sight of Vivaan in such distress caused concern to ripple through the others.
Meera couldn't hold back her own tears upon seeing her daughter-in-law's condition. Karishma tried to console her.
"Bhai...it's ..." Vivaan mumbled softly into his brother's arms, his voice trembling with emotion. Abhyant gently guided Vivaan to sit down beside him, retrieving a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe away his brother's tears.
"Shh...shh... relax... everything will be fine," Abhyant murmured soothingly, his touch a reassuring presence as he comforted his distraught brother.
"I can't... I can't..." Vivaan's words came out in a helpless whisper, his despair evident in his trembling voice.
"Vivaan Singhania, stop your tears, otherwise, I'm going to reward you with my slap," Abhyant's stern tone cut through Vivaan's turmoil, compelling him to stifle his tears. With a determined nod, Vivaan accepted the water bottle his brother offered, taking a long sip to steady his nerves.
As the operation theater door swung open, the Singhania family rushed towards the doctor who emerged. Vivaan's desperation was palpable as he pleaded for news of his wife.
"How is my wife?" Vivaan's voice cracked with desperation, his tone filled with urgency.
"Her condition is very critical, sir. The impact of the accident was severe, resulting in significant blood loss and internal injuries. Saving her will be challenging," the doctor explained, his words causing Meera to burst into tears.
"Do whatever it takes, but I need my wife. Save her!" Vivaan's voice trembled with emotion as he grabbed the doctor's collar, his desperation driving him to the brink.
"Let him go, Vivaan!" Abhyant's voice boomed with authority as he intervened, pulling his brother away from the doctor.
"doctor, do your best to save Navya," Abhyant's tone softened slightly as he addressed the physician, a mixture of determination and hope in his voice.
The doctor nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of the situation.
"We need blood as Mrs. Singhania has lost a significant amount, and her blood group is O-negative, which is very rare. Unfortunately, our blood bank doesn't have that blood group available today," the doctor explained solemnly.
"I am also O-negative. You can take my blood," Vivaan volunteered without hesitation, stepping forward to offer whatever help he could.
Vivaan was taken to donate his blood.With a heavy heart and a somber expression, the doctor turned to Abhyant and the others, his demeanor reflecting the weight of the situation.
"Sir, I'm sorry. Mrs. Singhania's injuries are very severe . There is only few chances of Mrs singhania coming out of safe and fine. Even with the blood transfusion, it's becoming increasingly unlikely that we'll be able to save her. I urge you all to prepare for any outcome," the doctor's words hung heavily in the air, casting a pall of sorrow over the room.
Abhyant nodded solemnly in acknowledgment, his mind already racing with how to break the devastating news to his brother, who was already grappling with his own anguish.
As the doctor departed, Abhyant took a deep breath, steeling himself for the difficult task ahead. He can't let the family see his brother in vulnerable state .
"You all go home," Abhyant instructed the Singhania ladies with a firm tone, his eyes reflecting his own turmoil.
"Abhyant?" Ayushree's voice wavered with emotion, but Abhyant's stern gaze silenced any further protests.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Go to the Singhania mansion. I'll update you all through the phone," Abhyant's voice brooked no argument, and with a heavy sigh, the Singhania ladies reluctantly acquiesced to his wishes, their hearts heavy with worry and sorrow as they departed.
Meera, however, remained stubborn, refusing to leave Navya's side. But with a pleading look from Abhyant, she relented, her footsteps heavy with the weight of her grief as she followed the others out of the hospital.
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The dimly lit room provided dramatic backdrop as vivaan 's hand trembled slightly, betraying his inner turmoil and fear. As the needle pierced his skin, a mixture of pain flickered across his face .
Vivaan's gaze drifted to his right, where a transparent wall separated him from his wife. Despite the barrier, he could clearly see her, her head wrapped in bandages, her once vibrant eyes now full of pain, her complexion drained of color, and her face devoid of its usual radiance. The sight pierced his heart, igniting a surge of empathy and anguish as he longed to be by her side and ease her suffering. But why? What she meant to him.
Despite his medical knowledge telling him the grim reality of Navya's condition, Vivaan couldn't shake the fervent hope within him. As a doctor, he understood the critical importance of the head as the control center of the body, realizing the immense challenge of saving her. Yet, against all odds, he fervently wished for her to emerge from this trial safe and sound. The conflict between his professional expertise and his deep desire for her well-being weighed heavily on him.
He couldn't help but remember their interactions, where she was active and challenging. Their bickering, teasing, and her challenging eyes always aiming to make him lose every time.
"Don't look at me with those love filled eyes ,open the door someone is knocking continuously "
"Oo..this I was working on a presentation. You know being COO of a company comes with many responsibilities"
" I agree but if I won then you have to touch my feet infront of all in Pooja "
" Where is your manners vivaan singhania, when you are requesting something to someone you have to use a specific word which starts from p "
" Kuch nahi app toh humare pati parmeshwar hain na app ke liya varat rakhna humara liya saubhagya ki baat hain"
"How it would looked in your childhood.. whenever someone asked your name and you had answered them laddoo singhania"
"Meena kaki pass me rat killing spray"
"Future my foot , step a foot near me then see what I will do with your this not so beautiful face"
"And by the way you have nothing special which can make me possessive for you"
"Get ready to loose ,patidev"
He reminisced about her drunken antics, moments they shared together. Her praises of his facial features echoed in his mind.
"You know your the most handsome and charming man i ever saw"
"Iam jealous of your hazel eyes"
Her stubbornness through which she defiance of his every order, as she stood her ground on the opposite side, refusing to bend . She truly is a stubborn queen.
"Iam not coming with you!!!"
"Wife , iam your wife"
"We are just husband and wife infront of the people"
"Don't underestimate the power of navya Singhania"
At last, he remembered how she had proven his innocence in front of the entire world. When they share nothing but a namesake relation.
"Pagal toh tum ho gaye ho. Without thinking anything, you just ran away from the hospital when the mistake wasn't yours!"
As Vivaan closed his eyes tightly, a whirlwind of questions swirled in his mind. Why did he feel this piercing pain at the sight of her suffering? Why did a sense of unease gnaw at him, warning that something wasn't right? Why did he long to see his once bubbly and fiercely independent wife? After all, she was just a namesake wife, wasn't she? When had his emotions for her started to stir? When did he begin to feel this unexpected softness towards her? Was it when her challenging eyes met his, igniting a spark between them? Or perhaps it was after their first kiss, shared in a moment of passion at a party? Or did it begin to blossom when she courageously stood by him and proved his innocence to the world?
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Share your views on chapter...
I didn't liked the hate Meera Singhania recieved
In last chapter... Do don't you guys thought
For once there would be any reason of Meera
Staying with her husband who was a cheater...
The lady who loves are daughterinlaw very
much..
Who warned vivaan to never cheat on his wife..
There must be a reason . Right?
Just wait little...before coming to any conclusion
Do like you liked moment between Reeyant ?
I think now we got the answer that who is going
To fell first in VaaNya...
Vivaan or Navya?
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