Chapter 13: 10.

𝘼𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

It had been a month and a half since the night of revelations and intense emotions. Advika and Vidyut's relationship had been on a steady path of healing and growth. They had faced their doubts and fears head-on, and now, they were closer than ever. The bond they shared had deepened, and their trust had been rebuilt, brick by brick.

make out session and intense romance has just getting deep!!

The first light of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains of their bedroom, casting a soft glow on the couple entwined in the middle of the bed. Vidyut stirred, feeling the warmth of Advika’s body nestled against his. He opened his eyes to find her already awake, gazing at him with a tender smile.

“Good morning,” she whispered, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

“Good morning,” he replied, pulling her closer. They lay there for a few moments, savoring the quiet intimacy of the early morning.

Advika shifted slightly, her lips brushing against his in a tentative kiss. Vidyut responded eagerly, deepening the kiss as his hands roamed over her back. Advika giggled and pulled away playfully, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“We should get ready,” she said, though her tone suggested otherwise.

“Maybe,” Vidyut murmured, pulling her back to him. “But I’d rather stay here with you.”

Advika’s smile widened, and she leaned in for another kiss, this time taking control. She pressed her lips to his, demanding and insistent. Vidyut was momentarily taken aback but quickly matched her intensity. Her hands roamed boldly over his chest, and she pushed him back against the pillows, straddling him.

“Advika,” he breathed, feeling a surge of desire.

“Mujhse dur bhagne ki koshish kar rahi ho?” Vidyut teased, his voice low and husky.

Advika’s eyes sparkled with a bold challenge. “Aur agar bhag jaun toh?” she replied, her voice equally low. She leaned down, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Her hands moved to the hem of his shirt, tugging it upwards. Vidyut let out a soft groan, his hands gripping her hips as he allowed her to undress him.

With a swift motion, he flipped them over, pinning her beneath him. “Not so fast,” he growled, his lips trailing down her neck. Advika’s breath hitched as he kissed a sensitive spot just below her ear. She felt his hands moving to the buttons of her nightgown, deftly undoing them one by one.

“You’re trying to dominate me?” Vidyut whispered against her skin. “We’ll see about that.”

Advika shivered in anticipation as he continued his assault on her senses, his lips and hands everywhere at once. Her own hands were not idle, tugging at his clothes with equal fervor. In the heat of the moment, they were both desperate to feel more of each other, to be as close as possible.

Vidyut’s mouth found its way to the hollow of her throat, and he began to kiss his way down, his hands sliding her nightgown off her shoulders. Advika gasped, arching into his touch. Just as things were reaching a fever pitch, a loud noise from outside the room shattered the moment.

Advika couldn’t help but laugh softly. “Seems like the house is against us!!! get ready fast"

He lifted his head to look at her, his eyes dark with unfulfilled desire. “This isn’t over,” he promised.

Advika smiled, her fingers tracing his lips. “I’m counting on it.”

With a sigh, Vidyut rolled off her and sat up, reaching for his discarded shirt. Advika did the same, buttoning her nightgown back up. They shared a rueful smile as the sounds of the fighting and argument continued outside their door.

By the time they were both dressed, the household was in full swing. Vidyut took Advika’s hand as they left the sanctuary of their bedroom, ready to face whatever the day would bring. The morning might have been interrupted, but the fire between them was far from extinguish.

Where Advika's family arrived, their faces set with determination and fury. Vidyut stood by the door, his expression calm but alert, aware that a storm was brewing.

"Yeh kya kiya tumne Vidyut? Tumne meri company ko barbaad kar diya, meri sari factories jala di!" shouted Rudransh Rajvanshi, Advika's father, his voice filled with anger and disbelief.

Isha Rajvanshi, Advika's mother, stepped forward, her eyes blazing. "Tumne hamari beti ke saath shadi karke sab kuch khatam kar diya. Tumhari family family karti hai na Advika, dekhna yeh tumhe aur tumhare parivaar ko barbaad kar degi."

Vidyut's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer to them. "Aapne kabhi Advika ko apni beti ki tarah treat nahi kiya. Aapki biwi ne use thappad mara, aur agar ek aur kharoch uspar aayi toh main aapko khatam kar dunga. Aap logon ne hamesha use neecha dikhaya."

Advika stood silently beside Vidyut, her face pale but resolute. Her father turned his fiery gaze towards her. "Tum sirf ek attention seeker ho, Advika. Tumhe sirf apne aap par dhyan khinchwana aata hai. Pata nahi kaise tumne iska dhyan khinchwaya. Tum hi sab kuch barbaad kar rahi ho. Tumhe iska bhugtaan karna padega."

Isha Rajvanshi added venomously, "Bohot family family karte ho na Vidyut? Tum apni Advika ko yaad rakhna. Yeh tumhe barbaad kar degi. Tumhari Khushi ko rakh kar degi. Tumhare parivaar ko tumhare samne jala degi sab kuch. Barbaad kar degi aur tum kuch nahi kar paoge. Kuch nahi."

Advika, who had been standing silently, finally spoke up, her voice trembling with emotion. "How can you say such things, Mom? Dad? I've always tried to do my best to make you proud, but all I've ever received from you is disdain and hatred."

Rudransh face twisted in a sneer. "You are nothing but a disappointment. You have brought nothing but shame to this family."

Advika's eyes filled with tears, but she stood her ground. "I may have made mistakes, but I am not the person you think I am. I deserve to be happy, and I will fight for my happiness."

Rudransh and Isha exchanged a glance, their expressions hardening. "You will regret this, Vidyut," Rudransh spat. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into."

As the argument escalated, Vidyut's best friend, Agastya, entered the room. He had been listening from a distance and decided it was time to step in.

"Mr Nd Mrs Rajvanshi ," Agastya began, his voice calm but firm. "You need to understand that Vidyut and Advika are building a life together. Your constant interference and hostility are not going to change that. If anything, it's only going to strengthen their bond."

Rudransh glared at Agastya. "Stay out of this, Agastya. This is a family matter."

Agastya shook his head. "No, it's not just a family matter. It's about respect and love. You have shown neither to Advika. Vidyut and I had to take drastic measures because you left us no choice. Your business practices were unethical and dangerous. We couldn't stand by and let you continue."

Isha looked at Vidyut with contempt. "So, this was your plan all along? To destroy us?"

Vidyut met her gaze evenly. "No, our plan was to protect Advika and to stop your illegal activities. You brought this upon yourselves."

𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬

Vidyut and Agastya had spent weeks planning the take-down of Rudransh illegal operations. They had gathered evidence, documented unethical practices, and strategically dismantled the business from within.

"Are you sure this is the right way to do it?" Agastya had asked Vidyut one night as they reviewed their plans.

Vidyut nodded, his expression grim. "We need to expose them, Agastya. They can't keep exploiting people and getting away with it. This is for Advika, too. She deserves to be free from their control."

Agastya had agreed, and they had set their plan into motion. With meticulous precision, they had targeted Rudransh factories, exposing the unsafe working conditions and illegal activities. They had ensured that the authorities were involved, making it impossible for Rudransh to cover up his crimes.

𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴~

Advika's father took a step forward, his face red with anger. "MRS ADVIKA VIDYUT SINGH RATHORE YOU WILL REGRET IT."

The tension in the room was palpable as Rudransh continued, his voice laced with contempt. "Tumhe pata hai na, Advika ka asli chehra? Tumhe nahi pata, Vidyut. Jo log use innocent aur achi mante hai, unhe bhi nahi pata. Yeh A&A Empire ki CEO hai. Owner hai yeh. Tumhe pata nahi hai, par yeh number one Asia ka businessman nahi, businesswoman hai. Advika saat saalon se apni identity chupa rahi hai. Investors ko bhi nahi batane ko dhamki di hui hai, unhe warn kiya gaya tha. Yeh hai tumhari biwi, Advika."

There was a stunned silence as everyone processed the revelation. Vidyut’s eyes widened in shock as he looked at Advika, realizing the magnitude of her hidden identity.

Just then, Kartik, Advika’s best friend who had been silently observing, stepped forward. "Apne galat kiya Mr and Mrs Rajvanshi! Bohot galat. Apne uski identity reveal karke galat kiya. Ab apko mujhse bhi samna karna padega."

Vidyut’s mind raced as he pieced everything together. He glanced at his best friend, Agastya, who gave him a reassuring nod. They had planned everything meticulously, but this revelation added a new layer of complexity.

Advika, finally finding her voice, stepped forward. "Haan, mein A&A Empire ki CEO hoon. Lekin maine kabhi apni family ko dhoka nahi diya. Maine sirf apni safety ke liye apni identity chhupai thi. Aur ab yeh sab sachai sabke samne hai."

Vidyut took her hand, his grip firm and protective. "Advika, tum jo bhi ho, meri ho. Aur mein tumhare saath hoon. Jo kuch bhi hua, hum milke samna karenge."

Rudransh seethed with rage, but Vidyut's unwavering stance and the support from Kartik and Agastya left him momentarily speechless

The room was charged with unresolved tensions and unspoken truths. Advika and Vidyut, united more than ever, prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As they embraced, Agastya watched from a distance, knowing that their love was strong enough to withstand any storm

Vidyut stormed into his room, fury radiating from every pore. His hands clenched into fists, and with a guttural roar, he began to throw things in a fit of rage. Books were scattered, lamps overturned, and finally, he grabbed a glass from the dresser and hurled it against the wall. The sound of shattering glass echoed in the room, a tangible manifestation of his inner turmoil.

Advika, hearing the commotion, hurried down the hallway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and concern. She paused outside the door, taking a deep breath before entering the room. "Vidyut, what happened?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly as she took in the scene of destruction.

Vidyut stood in the middle of the room, his chest heaving with anger. He didn't answer her, his eyes wild and unfocused. Advika stepped forward, her foot unknowingly landing on a shard of glass. She cried out in pain, and Vidyut’s head snapped around at the sound.

"Treasure!" he shouted, rushing to her side. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed, his earlier anger replaced by intense concern. Silently, he took out the first aid kit from the nightstand and began to bandage her foot. His touch was gentle, but his hands trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry Vid ," Advika whispered, tears streaming down her face. "I wanted to but—"

Her words were cut off by Vidyut’s kiss, fierce and urgent. He pulled back, his eyes searching hers. "Only this can calm me," he said, his voice hoarse he was happy when she called him vid that calmed him a lot

She stared at him, confusion and worry mingling in her gaze. "Treasure, muje gussa tumpe nahi khudke pe ki meine tumhe itna secure feel nahi karwaya ki tum muje sab bata sako," he admitted, his voice breaking.

(𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ; 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.)

Advika’s eyes softened, and she reached up to touch his face. "Esa nahi hai, bus mein nahi kar sakti kuch, Vid," she said softly.

(𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘺𝘶𝘵, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘥o 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.)

"Tumhe kyu itna farak pad raha hai, Vid?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of desperation and curiosity.

(𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘷𝘪𝘥?)

"Tum mera sab kuch ban chuki ho bohot kuch, itna ki mein tumhe bata nahi sakta. Khone se darta hu, dur hone se zinda laas ban jata hu. Tu bohot kuch ban gayi ho meri liye, Advika," Vidyut confessed, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

(𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 , 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦 ,  𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘈𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘢)

Advika felt a lump in her throat, tears spilling down her cheeks

("𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘺𝘶𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳  𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰, 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵")

"Ky—kya?" Vidyut's voice cracked, his heart breaking at her words. "Kyu, Advika? Kyu?"

(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘬𝘢)

"I can't tell you, Vidyut. I need time." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Vidyut took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, "Whatever I have to give is enough for us, Advika. You don't need to try to do anything. You are mine, and I will always be yours. But just don't do anything that will end all of this."

Advika nodded, her heart heavy with the weight of their unresolved issues. "Never," she promised, her voice steady despite her turmoil.

Vidyut gently laid her down on the bed, tucking the covers around her. He brushed a strand of hair from her face and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Rest now," he murmured.

She watched him leave the room, her heart aching. Vidyut closed the door behind him, leaning against it for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. He walked slowly to the shattered glass, his eyes fixed on the pieces scattered across the floor. Without hesitation, he stepped onto the shards, feeling the sharp pain shoot through his foot. He clenched his teeth, his mind flooded with the image of Advika's pained expression.

"Ye dard mere liye hai," he whispered to himself, each step a reminder of his failure to protect her.

(This is my pain for me)

Inside the room, Advika lay in bed, tears silently falling. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of guilt and sorrow. She hated seeing Vidyut in pain, knowing that her inability to open up was hurting him deeply. She wanted to explain, to tell him everything, but the fear held her back.

Meanwhile, Vidyut finally stopped, blood seeping through his socks. The physical pain was a dull echo compared to the emotional turmoil inside him. He leaned against the wall, sliding down to sit on the floor, his head in his hands. The weight of their relationship’s fragility pressed down on him.

Advika, unable to bear the silence any longer, got up from the bed. She limped to the door and opened it, her eyes widening in shock as she saw Vidyut sitting amidst the broken glass, his feet bleeding.

"Vidyut!" she cried, rushing to his side despite the pain in her own foot. She knelt beside him, her hands shaking as she tried to pull him away from the shards.

"Stop it, Vidyut! Please," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "Don't do this to yourself."

Vidyut looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of pain and regret. "Advika, whatever pain you feel, I feel it too. I am nothing without you."

"Vidyut, don't hurt yourself like this. Please." she begged, her voice breaking.

He reached out, cupping her face in his hands. "I'll give you time, Advika. Just remember that I accept you unconditionally."

She leaned into his touch, her heart aching with the intensity of his words. "Me too, Vidyut. But I can't do it right now. I need to understand myself first."

Vidyut nodded, understanding the depth of her struggle. "Take as much time as you need. I will always be with you."

Advika managed a small smile, feeling a glimmer of hope. "Thank you, Vid."

He helped her up, and together they moved to the bathroom to clean their wounds. Vidyut silently bandaged his feet, wincing occasionally but saying nothing. Advika watched him, her heart heavy with a mixture of love and guilt.

Once they were done, Vidyut led her back to the bed, tucking her in once more. "Rest now, Advika. You need rest"

She nodded, exhaustion finally overtaking her. As she closed her eyes, she felt a sense of peace knowing that despite everything, Vidyut was still by her side.

Vidyut sat beside her, watching her sleep. He reached out and gently brushed his fingers through her hair. "Mein hamesha tumhare saath rahunga, Advika. Tum meri ho," he whispered, his voice filled with determination.

(𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳e 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦)

He stayed there for a long time, keeping vigil over her as she slept. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, but one thing remained clear: his love for Advika was unwavering, and he would do whatever it took to make her feel secure and loved.

As the night wore on, Vidyut finally stood, feeling the fatigue in his body. He kissed Advika’s forehead one last time before leaving the room, a silent promise lingering in the air. He walked to the living room, each step a reminder of the pain he had willingly endured for her.

Vidyut sank onto the couch, his mind replaying their conversation. He understood that their journey together was far from over and that there would be many challenges ahead. But for now, he was content knowing that Advika was safe and that their bond, though strained, was still intact.

He closed his eyes, allowing the exhaustion to pull him into a restless sleep. His last thoughts were of Advika, and the hope that one day, she would be able to share her heart with him fully

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𝘗𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘬𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪

𝘠𝘦 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮,

𝘉𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘰 𝘱𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘺

𝘞𝘰 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮,

𝘏𝘢𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘫𝘰 𝘱𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯

𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘦𝘬 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘦,

𝘗𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪,

𝘠𝘦 𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘩𝘶𝘮...

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