Ranvijay grabbed her hair , titling her head back as his lips crashed onto her with a fierce intensity. Sanyukta gasped trying to protest, but he didn't give her a chance . His tongue invaded her mouth, teasing and tasting her , leaving her no choice but to surrender to his dominance .
Her hands move instinctively, gripping his shoulders and sliding down his back , trying to steady herself against the whirlwind of his kisses .
She moaned softly when he bit her lower lip , pulling it between his teeth before diving back in , kissing her as if he couldn't get enough.
By the time he pulled back, Sanyukta was left gasping for air , her lips swollen and her lipstick smudged all over . Her flushed cheeks and hazy eyes betrayed how much he'd affected her .
"Feeling better now ?" He asked , his voice low and teasing as he brushed his thumb over her messy lips , smirking at the sight of her struggling to compose herself.
"You are the worst kisser ever, " she mumbled, swatting his hand away . But the way she avoided his eyes and the blush creeping down her neck told another story .
Ranvijay chuckled darkly. "Oh, really? Let's see about that ," he said, scooping her up into his arms like she weighed nothing.
"Ranvijay! What are you doing?" Sanyukta squeaked, trying to wiggle free, but his hold was firm.
Ignoring her protests, he carried her to the bedroom at the end of the corridor and kicked the door shut . Before she could say another word , he tossed her onto the bed , making her bounce slightly on the mattress.
She barely had time to react before he climbed over her , pinning her down with his weight.
"This isn't -" her words were cut off as his lips claimed hers again, this time slower , softer, and even more intense.
Ranvijay's lips skimmed over Sanyukta's neck , leaving a trail of soft , teasing kisses that made her shiver. "You are trembling Mrs. Ranvijay," he murmured, his voice deep and velvety.
"Am I making you nervous, or is it something else ?"
Sanyukta's breath hitched , her fingers clutching his shirt as she tried to steady herself. "Y-you are too close," she whispered her cheeks flushed.
Ranvijay chuckled, his warm breath fanning her skin . "Close ? Sweetheart, this is just the beginning," he teased , pressing a kiss just below her ear . "And I don't plan on plan on stopping until you beg me to ."
Her eyes widend , and she turned her face away , her blush deepening. "Ranvijayyyyy, stop teasing ! " She protested weakly, but her voice lacked conviction.
He smirked , his his hand sliding to her waist as he leaned in , his lips grazing her collarbone. "Teasing? Oh, I am just warming up ," he said his tone playful yet dripping with double meaning.
"Besides , I thought you would appreciate a little....hands on experience."
Sanyukta gasped softly as he sucked gently on her neck, his teeth grazing her skin before pulling back to admire the faint mark . " Perfect," he muttered , his fingers brushing over the spot .
Her hands instinctively covered the mark , her embarrassment growing. "You are shameless," she mumbled, avoiding his gaze .
Ranvijay grinned, catching her wrist and pinning them gently above her head . "And you are adorable when you are shy ," he said , his eyes gleaming with mischief. "But don't worry, I will take good care of you."
Sanyukta's heart raced as his lips continued their exploration, trailing down her throat and over her collarbone. When he nipped lightly on her skin , she let out a soft moan, her body arching slightly beneath him .
"Ahhhhmmm........"
"Ah , there it is , " Ranvijay murmured, his voice a mix of satisfaction and desire. "Such sweet sounds , Sanyukta. You are full of surprises, aren't you ?"
"Ranvijayyyyy...." She whispered, her voice trembling.
"Yes Sweetheart? " he replied, his lips hovering just above her cleavage. "Say my name again . I like how it sounds when you are this .... breathless."
She turned her face away , her body betraying her as her fingers trembled against his shoulders . "You're impossible," she managed , her voice barely audible.
"And you are irresistable ," he shot back , his lips covering into a wicked smile. He pressed wet kisses over her collarbone, then trailed lower , his breath hot against her skin . " I could stay like this forever...... exploring every inch of you ."
Sanyukta's cheek burned as she felt his lips near the edge of her blouse . "Ranvijay, stop !" She said , her voice a mix of embarrassment and painc .
He looked up, his expression softening slightly, though his smirk remained. "Stop ?" he repeated, his tone teasing.
"Are you sure ? You are holding onto Me like you dont want me to go anywhere."
She bit her lip, unable to meet his eyes . "You are insane ," she muttered her voice shaky.
"And yet , you are here , pinned beneath me, " he said , pressing his weight against her just enough to make her gasp . "Admit it Sanyukta. You like this ....you like me ."
She closed her eyes , her blush deepening as she whispered, " I don't know what you're taking about."
Ranvijay chuckled, releasing her wrists and pulling her into his arms . "You will admit it eventually," he said , his tone playful but certain. "For now, let's just enjoy this.....shall we ?"
Sanyukta buried her face in his chest , her body trembling as he wrapped his arms tightly around her and pinched her waist making her hiss .
She peeked at him from his chest mumbling " you are the worst " trying to hide her smile.
He smirked brushing his lips over hers in a feather light kiss ." And yet , here you are , in my arms ," he said mischeviously. "Guess that makes me the best wrost thing that ever happened to you ."
Sanyukta shook her head, laughing softly despite herself. " I give up ." She said , her voice tinged with affection.
Ranvijay grinned, holding her closer . "That's my girl " , he said pecking her head .
“Sanyukta…” he called softly, making her hum in response as she basked in his warmth, her heart content as she replayed what had just happened between them.
“Mujhe bhook lagi hai,” Ranvijay said, breaking the silence, his playful tone making her laugh at her husband’s antics.
“Tumne bhi beech mein rok diya… nahi toh shayad I would have satisfied my hunger,” he added, feigning innocence, “ab khane se hi kaam chalana padega.”
Sanyukta gasped, her eyes widening at his shameless remark.
“Bilkul sharam nahi hai na aapko?” she muttered, getting up to fix her saree while he laughed, thoroughly amused, as he stood up too.
They soon joined everyone in the hall, both looking presentable, though Ranvijay didn’t miss a single chance to tease her throughout dinner.
Thankfully, Aakanksha had left long ago after wishing the couple.
Later, when they returned home, Ranvijay carried a sleeping Avu to the room while Sanyukta changed into her nightdress. She avoided his gaze, feeling shy after their earlier makeout session, while he remained completely unbothered, his confidence intact.
Once he’d changed into his shorts, Ranvijay lay beside them, pulling Avu onto his chest before opening his other arm for her.
“Chal aaja… zyada bhav khane ki zaroorat nahi hai ab,” he said, tugging lightly at her hair, making her hiss in protest.
She sighed, giving in, and rolled into his arms, nestling close and resting her head on his shoulder.
“Sleep,” he murmured, patting her head gently.
A soft smile tugged at her lips as she leaned up and placed an affectionate peck on his cheek.
The next morning, Sanyukta got ready in a beautiful blue anarkali dress, bathing Avu as well. They were set to leave for her mother's house, and she knew Ranvijay would be sleeping for a while. Quietly, she left the room and went downstairs to join the family for breakfast. Her face glowed with happiness, and her uplifted mood didn’t go unnoticed.
"Ghar jaane ki itni khushi hai ya kuch aur baat hai?" Anjali teased her, making Sanyukta giggle.
"Of course, Bhabi! I’m excited to meet Maa. Aur kya hoga?" Sanyukta shrugged, acting casual, but a smile tugged at her lips.
"Achha, mujhe toh ye love bite dekh ke kuch aur hi laga," Anjali said, her eyes narrowing at Sanyukta's neck.
Sanyukta gasped, quickly adjusting her dupatta to cover the mark. Anjali laughed, clearly enjoying teasing her, while Sanyukta pouted in embarrassment.
"Chachiiiii! Chachu is calling you!" little Aarvi chirped from the hallway.
Sanyukta cursed Ranvijay’s bad timing under her breath.
"Jaayee... aapke woh bula rahe hain," Anjali teased again, and Sanyukta bolted up the stairs, her face flushed.
In the bedroom, Ranvijay was scrolling through his phone, still lying on the bed.
"Aaj jaldi uth gaye," she remarked as she stood in the doorway.
"Of course, sasural jana hai na... I have to be punctual," Ranvijay winked at her, making her shake her head at his antics.
"Get up then, or should I get you ready for your sasural visit?" she teased, standing beside him.
"I like the offer," he said, tossing his phone aside, and pulled her into him, making her squeal in surprise.
"Lag jaati na!" she scolded lightly, slapping his arm.
"Lagi toh nahi," he said, slapping her cheek playfully in return.
"Itni zor se mara tha maine?" she glared at him, a mock frown on her face.
"Pehle toh tumne mara tha!" he countered, smirking.
"Ahhh! Ouch!" she hissed as he pinched her waist, making her squirm.
"Ranvijay!" she shouted, trying to wriggle out of his grip, but he held her tightly.
"Mujhe nahi baat karni," she muttered, looking away, but he just shrugged.
"Let me go! I need to freshen up," she puffed her cheeks, annoyed.
Ranvijay grinned and squeezed her cheeks affectionately. "Ahhh! Subah-subah kyun pareshaan kar rahe ho mujhe? Isliye bulaya tha?"
"Of course not! I just want a morning dose of your kiss to start the day off right. Let's get it over with already," he said casually, making her eyes widen in surprise.
"Ranvijayyyyy!" she shrieked as he leaned in to kiss her. She quickly covered his mouth with her palm.
"Be a good boy, brush your teeth, and get ready. Koi kiss nahi milegi," she said firmly, though her flushed cheeks betrayed her.
Ranvijay sighed dramatically and freed her, throwing a pillow on the floor in mock anger, like a child denied candy. Sanyukta chuckled at his antics before he pulled her to the bathroom.
"Kya kar rahe ho aap?" she asked, bewildered.
"Shut up and stand here quietly until I finish brushing," he commanded, still holding her hand to make sure she didn’t escape.
"Ranvijay..." she muttered under her breath, but didn’t argue. She knew it was futile.
She chuckled softly as she watched him, brushing his teeth while still holding her hand.
"Crazy man!" she thought, amused by his antics.
After finishing, he leaned closer, breathing on her face. "All fresh now," he declared with a mischievous grin and wiggling his brows.
Sanyukta couldn’t help but blush deeply. "Pagal," she muttered under her breath, trying to push him away, but smiling all the while.
After breakfast, Ranvijay and Sanyukta left for her mother's house with Avu.
He stopped the car in front of her house and kissed their heads.
"Won't you come in?" she asked with a frown. He shook his head.
"I have to attend an important meeting. I'll come back in the evening to pick you both up," he informed, making her nod in agreement.
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4 PM
Ranvijay was busy with a case study when his phone rang, displaying Anu’s call.
"Bhaiiiii!" she cried as soon as he picked up, making him immediately stand from his chair and grab his car keys.
"What is it, Anu?" he asked, concern flashing in his eyes.
His blood boiled as she told him what had happened. Without wasting another second, he rushed out of his office and headed straight for her university.
The car zoomed through the university gates, and Anushka ran toward him as he got out, throwing herself into his chest and crying.
"Where is that bastard?" he gritted through his teeth.
A few of Anushka's friends stood nearby, watching the scene unfold.
He held Anushka’s hand tightly and walked toward the football field, where the boy who had misbehaved with her, Vicky Rawat, was lounging with his friends.
Vicky Rawat, the son of a local corrupt politician and arms dealer, smirked as he saw Ranvijay approach.
Without warning, Ranvijay strode up to him and kicked him hard in the gut. Vicky fell to the ground with a grunt.
The other boys tried to intervene, but Ranvijay pushed them aside, slapping one hard across the face.
"Bloody hell!" Vicky cursed as he stood up, blood dripping from his nose after Ranvijay punched him.
"That's exactly where you belong," Ranvijay spat as he continued to beat him mercilessly.
Anushka and the others tried to stop him, but he didn’t relent, even slapping another boy who tried to intervene.
The vice chancellor and security rushed onto the scene, and Ranvijay ended up slapping a guard too.
The police arrived soon after, and Anushka called Ranveer, fearing the consequences.
The inspector immediately recognized Ranvijay and felt intimidated by his rage.
"Mr. Shekhwat, aapko humare saath aane padega," the inspector said, earning a chilling glare from Ranvijay.
"Mr. Shekhwat, police complaint hui hai. You have to cooperate," the inspector gulped nervously.
"Take this rascal. Mei khud aa jaaunga apni car mei," Ranvijay said, dismissing them with a wave of his hand. The inspector nodded.
Vicky was taken to the hospital, and Ranvijay instructed Anushka to go home while he made his way to the police station.
He informed Satyam to prepare his bail papers in advance.
At the police station, Ranvijay sat in the inspector’s cabin, sipping coffee, his demeanor calm despite everything.
"Nothing much... ek complaint hui hai, toh aa gaya aap logo se khtirdaari karwane," Ranvijay said with a smirk, making the DCP chuckle.
The inspector updated the DCP on the situation, and the DCP sighed, shaking his head.
"You know about them already, don't you? You shouldn’t have taken matters into your hands," the DCP said, clearly frustrated.
"I know about the police system too, DCP, and I didn’t want to bother you guys. Bail uski ho jaati, aur ab meri ho jaayegi. The difference is just that justice has been served," Ranvijay said, sipping his coffee nonchalantly.
The DCP sighed, knowing that Ranvijay was beyond reason.
Satyam and Ranveer arrived moments later, completing the formalities.
"It was nice meeting you, DCP," Ranvijay said, making the DCP laugh as they shook hands.
Ranvijay left the police station with Satyam and Ranveer in tow.
"Papa bohot gusse mein hai," Ranveer informed him as they made their way home.
"He should be, but I’ve taken care of that bastard," Ranvijay said casually, leaning back in the seat.
"He’s angry with you," Ranveer said, noticing Ranvijay’s relaxed demeanor. Ranvijay laughed, looking out the window.
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As soon as he entered the house, Pratap exploded.
"Have you lost your mind? You’ve become a criminal yourself by staying with them!" Pratap yelled, his anger palpable.
"What do you want me to do if someone misbehaves with my sister? Give him an award?" Ranvijay snapped sarcastically.
"You know what kind of people they are. You could’ve handled this differently. You’re a lawyer, for God’s sake!" Pratap countered.
"Papa, you’re overreacting! You know how seriously these cases are taken," Ranvijay said, trying to calm him down.
Pratap sank onto the couch, his head in his hands.
"You need to mend your ways, Ranvijay. We have a reputation to maintain, and we need to handle these people differently," Pratap said, his voice tinged with frustration.
"Are you ready to compromise your daughter’s safety for reputation?" Ranvijay shot back, his words hitting hard.
"Ranvijayyyyy!" Ranveer scolded, but Ranvijay stood his ground.
"What am I saying wrong, Bhaiii?" Ranvijay shouted , his voice thick with anger and frustration.
"He is ready to compromise Anu's safety for the sake of reputation ! " he continued, his words sharp and cutting.
" Parents like these are the reasons why girls stay silent, even after being raped....." Ranvijay's voice cracked with emotions, his words hanging heavily in the air .
Rage seems to radiate from him, but his outburst was met with stunned silence .
Before anyone could respond, Pushpa slapped him across the face , the sting shocking everyone in the room .
Ranvijay's eyes flashed with hurt , but he didn't back down .
"Just shut up ! " Pushpa seethed , her voice cold and threatening. "One more word , and you will see my worst side Ranvijay."
"I have seen it already, Maa ," Ranvijay retorted, his voice quieter now , but filled with an unspoken pain .
Without another word , he turned on his heels and stormed out of the house , his heart heavy with hurt .
His anger still burned , but the emotional wound of the slap and the lack of understanding from his family made the ache linger deep within him .
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