24. Ruhan Singh Rajvansh

Vikram Singh Rajvansh's Pov

I woke up to an empty bed, my heart sinking slightly.

Where was Vyom? I threw off the covers and got out of bed, my naked body striding across the room. I called out his name, but there was no response.

I made my way to the washroom, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of him. And then, I saw him. Vyom was standing in front of the sink, his back to me. He was naked, his skin glistening with water droplets.

I couldn't help but stare. Vyom's body was perfection, his muscles toned and defined. I felt a surge of desire, my cock hardening as I gazed at him.

"Good morning," I said, my voice low and husky. Vyom turned to face me, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"Good morning, my lord," he replied, his eyes sparkling with mischief. I raised an eyebrow, my gaze roaming over his body.

"You're looking particularly beautiful today," I said, my voice dripping with flirtation. Vyom chuckled, his eyes never leaving mine.

"And you're looking particularly...aroused," he replied, his voice teasing. I laughed, my eyes locking onto his.

"Guilty as charged," I said, my voice low and husky.

"I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you look in the morning light." Vyom's smile grew wider, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"You're just saying that to get in my pants," he said, his voice playful. I shrugged, my eyes never leaving his. "Maybe," I said, my voice nonchalant.

"But it's true. You're stunning, Vyom. And I want you." Vyom's eyes flashed with desire, his body leaning into mine.

"Uh- huh," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. I smiled, my lips brushing against his. "Good," I said, my voice low and husky. "Because I'm going to take you, right here, right now."

Vyom's eyes sparkled with excitement, his body trembling with anticipation. I knew he was ready for me, and I was more than happy to oblige.

I pushed him against the sink, my body pinning him in place. Our lips met in a fierce kiss, our tongues tangling as we devoured each other. It was a wild and passionate session, our bodies moving in perfect sync. I took him hard and fast, our movements rough and unyielding

. But Vyom was matching me every step of the way, his body responding to mine with a fervor that left me breathless. As we came together, our bodies shuddering with pleasure, I knew that I was lost. I was lost in Vyom's eyes, lost in his touch, lost in the passion that burned between us. And I knew that I would never let him go.

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Next Scene

It had been a month since Vyom and I had started...whatever it was we were doing. We weren't officially dating, but it felt like we were. We spent almost every day together, exploring the city, trying new restaurants, and watching movies at home. And, of course, we had sex.

Almost every day. It was like we couldn't get enough of each other. Our passion was all-consuming, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. As we lay in bed one morning, my phone rang. I groaned and rolled over to answer it. Vyom stirred beside me, his eyes fluttering open.

"Hello?" I said, my voice sleepy. Siddharth, my younger brother, was on the other end of the line.

"Vikram, you need to know something," he said, his voice serious. I sat up in bed, my heart racing. "What is it?" There was a pause, and then Siddharth's voice came through the line again.

"Ruhan's gotten married." My eyes widened in shock. Ruhan was my triplet brother, and we had always been close. But getting married without telling anyone? That was unheard of.

I knew he was obsessed with Lavanya, but this was something out of sudden.no one knows what goes inside that's devil mind.

"What?" I asked, my voice incredulous. Siddharth's voice came through the line again. "I know, I'm just as shocked as you are. But that's not the worst part."

I felt a sense of trepidation. "What do you mean?" Siddharth hesitated before speaking.

"Dad is furious. He had no idea Ruhan was even dating someone, let alone getting married. and the fact that she is a divorcee of Tanveer Ahuja."

I cursed under my breath. This was not good. Our father was not a man to be trifled with, and Ruhan had just sparked a firestorm. "I am coming in half an hour but until then take care of the situation for me," I said, my voice firm.

Siddharth's voice came through the line again. "Be careful, Vikram. Dad is not in a good mood." I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "I will, you too."

I hung up the phone, my mind already racing with strategies and plans. Vyom's eyes were watching me with concern. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft. I turned to him, my eyes locking onto his. "Ruhan's gotten married," I said, my voice low and serious.

Vyom's eyes widened, his face pale. "Without telling your father?" he asked, his voice incredulous. I nodded. "Yes. And now dad is furious. "Vyom's eyes locked onto mine, his expression serious.

"What are you going to do?" I took a deep breath, my mind racing with possibilities. "don't worry I'll take care of it," I said, my voice firm. And with that, I knew that our lives were about to get a lot more complicated.

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The living room was filled with tension as everyone gathered around, awaiting the impending storm. My father, his face red with rage, sat on the couch, my mother trying to calm him down beside him. Vedika and Vihaan, my younger twins, sat on the floor, their eyes wide with excitement and a hint of fear.

Siddharth stood by the window, his arms crossed, watching the scene unfold. And then, Rajveer appeared at the top of the stairs, his chiseled body on full display, covered in hickeys. His assistant, Prashi, followed closely behind, looking disheveled and carrying a shirt to hand to Rajveer.

The scene would have been shocking to outsiders, but for us, it was just another day. Everyone had long accepted that Prashi was Rajveer's property, and no one dared to mess with him. Not even our father. Rajveer was the scarier version of our father, and when he wanted something, he wouldn't stop until he got it.

His reputation preceded him, and everyone knew not to cross him. As Rajveer made his way to the couch, Prashi handed him the shirt, and he casually put it on, his eyes scanning the room. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice low and even. My father turned to him, his face still red with rage.

"Ruhan's gotten married," he spat out. Rajveer's expression didn't change, but his eyes narrowed slightly. "Without telling us?" he asked, his voice dripping with menace. I nodded, my eyes locked onto his.

"Dad, Lavanya and I are already married." Ruhan said smirking.

The room falls silent once again. dad's face turns beet red with rage, while mom's eyes widen in shock.

"What did you just say, Ruhan?" Dad thunders, his voice echoing through the room.

Ruhan stands tall, a defiant look on his face. "I said, Dad, I was not asking for permission. Lavanya is already my wife. We signed a marriage contract today."

The room erupts into chaos, with everyone speaking at once. Rajveer's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched in anger. Vihaan and Vedika look stunned, their mouths hanging open.

mom tries to intervene, her voice calm and soothing. "Ruhan, beta, what have you done?"

But Ruhan stands firm, his eyes flashing with determination. "I've done what makes me happy, Mom. And I won't apologize for it."

Amarjeet's face turns purple, his anger reaching new heights. "You'll regret this, Ruhan. Mark my words."

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~to be continued...