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After 6 months...

The doorbell rang. Thinking it was Ashu, Aditi ran to open the door. But it was just a courier guy.

'Mam here's your order.'

'But I didn't order anything.'

'Mam its Ashish Chanchlani's order.'

'Ohhh. Give it me.'

(She recieved the parcel and called Ashish. He answered the call.)

Ashish: Ranisa!! Parcel open kiya?

Aditi: Tera parcel hai. Mai kaise open karu?

Ashish: Lekin andar tere kaam ka kuch hai. Open kar gift.

(Aditi opened the gift. Inside the box was a silver dress.)

Aditi: Yaar Raunak!! Its beautiful as fuck!!!!😍😍

Ashish: I'll send you an address. You have to reach there by 9 p.m.

Aditi: Why?!

Ashish: Shushpensh baby!

Aditi: Arrgghh!!! You know I hate suspense!!!

Ashish: Isliye hi toh!!

(He ended the call. Without wasting any time, she started getting ready.)

.....Time Skip.....

Aditi walked inside the empty hall. Her steps echoed. She called Ashish. But suddenly all the lights went out. She gasped loudly. Suddenly, neon lights flicked on. There was a screen. And it showed Aditi's and Ashish's photos.

She awed. She felt a pair of hands wrapping around her waist securely. She turned and saw Ashish. She hugged him tightly. Ashu broke the hug and walked around her in a circle while Aditi kept staring at him. His voice echoed as he spoke.

π”»π•šπ• ℕ𝕖 π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•– 𝕀𝕀𝕙𝕒𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕂𝕒π•ͺπ•š 𝕂𝕒𝕣 π”»π•šπ•ͺ𝕖 β„π•’π•š
𝔸𝕓 β„€π•¦π•“π•’π•’π•Ÿ π•Šπ•– π•‚π•–π•™π•Ÿπ•– π•‚π•š 𝕀𝕛𝕒𝕫𝕫𝕒π•₯ π”»π• π•˜π•– 𝕂π•ͺ𝕒?
𝕐𝕖𝕙 ℍ𝕒𝕒π•₯𝕙 𝕁𝕠 π•‹π•¦π•žπ•Ÿπ•– β„™π•’π•œπ••π•’ β„π•’π•š π•Žπ• π•™ π•‹π•™π•’π•’π•ž 𝕃𝕠 𝕀𝕀𝕀𝕖
π”Όπ•œ 𝔹𝕒𝕒π•₯ β„™π•¦π•”π•™π•Ÿπ•š π•‹π•™π•™π•š π•‹π•¦π•žπ•€π•–
𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 β„π•¦π•žπ•€π•’π•—π•’π•£ π•‹π•¦π•ž 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 π”Ήπ•’π•Ÿπ• π•˜π•– 𝕂π•ͺ𝕒?

𝔸𝕓 ℝ𝕠𝕫𝕫 π•„π•šπ•π•Ÿπ•’ β„•π•’π•™π•š β„π•’π•š π•‹π•¦π•žπ•€π•–
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•– π•Šπ•’π•’π•₯𝕙 β„π•–π•™π•Ÿπ•’ β„π•’π•š
ℍ𝕒𝕣 π•Šπ•¦π•“π•’π•™ π•π•’π•˜π•Ÿπ•– 𝕂𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕒𝕕
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•– π•Šπ•’π•žπ•Ÿπ•– π”»π•–π•œπ•™π•Ÿπ•’ β„π•’π•š

π•‹π•¦π•žπ•’π•™π•’π•£π•š 𝔹𝕒𝕒π•₯ π”Έπ•”π•™π•™π•š π•ƒπ•’π•˜π•₯π•š β„π•’π•š
π”Όπ•œ π•‚π•’π•™π•’π•Ÿπ•š π•Šπ•’ π•Šπ•¦π•Ÿπ•Ÿπ•’ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕙π•₯𝕒 ℍ𝕦 π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•–
𝕋𝕒𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕣 ℕ𝕖 π•„π•šπ•π•’π•ͺ𝕒 ℍ𝕒𝕒 π•Šπ•–
π•„π•’π•š π”Έπ•‘π•Ÿπ•’ π”Ήπ•’π•Ÿπ•’π•Ÿπ•’ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕙π•₯𝕒 ℍ𝕦 π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•–

π•Šπ•’π•žπ•“π•™π•’π• π•ƒπ•–π•Ÿπ•˜π•– ℍ𝕒𝕣 π•„π•¦π•€π•™π•œπ•šπ•
β„π•¦π•žπ•£π•’π•’π•™ π•„π•šπ• 𝕁𝕒𝕠 π•‹π•¦π•ž π”Έπ•˜π•’π•£
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•š π”Έπ•’π•Ÿπ•œπ•™π• π•Ÿ π•„π•–π•š π•„π•–π•£π•š π”»π•¦π•Ÿπ•šπ•ͺ𝕒 ℍ𝕠
𝔸𝕦𝕣 π”Όπ•œ β„π•š ℍ𝕠 β„π•¦π•žπ•’π•£π•’ 𝔾𝕙𝕒𝕣

π•„π•–π•£π•š ℕ𝕒𝕫𝕣𝕠 π•Šπ•– 𝕂𝕙𝕦𝕕 𝕂𝕠 π”»π•–π•œπ•™π•Ÿπ•’ π•‹π•¦π•ž
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•– 𝕂𝕙𝕦𝕕 π•Šπ•– 𝔹𝕖𝕙π•₯𝕒𝕣 𝕂𝕦𝕔𝕙 π•ƒπ•’π•˜π•–π•˜π•’ β„•π•’π•™π•š
𝔸𝕦𝕣 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 π•ƒπ•šπ•ͺ𝕖 𝕋𝕠𝕙 π•‹π•¦π•ž ℍ𝕠 β„π•š π•‚π•’π•’π•žπ•šπ•
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•– π”Έπ•’π•˜π•–π•ͺ 𝕐𝕖𝕙 π”»π•¦π•Ÿπ•šπ•ͺ𝕒 𝕂𝕦𝕔𝕙 β„π•’π•š β„π•š β„•π•’π•™π•š

π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•’ π•Šπ•’π•’π•₯𝕙 π•„π•’π•’π•Ÿπ•˜π•Ÿπ•– 𝔸𝕒π•ͺ𝕒 ℍ𝕦
β„π•’π•«π•’π•žπ•’π•Ÿπ••π•š π”Έπ•‘π•Ÿπ•š, π•€π•€π•žπ•– π”»π• π•˜π•– 𝕂π•ͺ𝕒?
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•’ π•Šπ•’π•’π•₯𝕙 π•„π•’π•’π•Ÿπ•˜π•Ÿπ•– 𝔸𝕒π•ͺ𝕒 ℍ𝕦
𝔹𝕠𝕝𝕠, 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 β„π•¦π•žπ•€π•’π•—π•’π•£, π•‹π•¦π•ž, 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 π”Ήπ•’π•Ÿπ• π•˜π•– 𝕂π•ͺ𝕒?

π•„π•’π•š π”Έπ•‘π•Ÿπ•š π•‚π•™π•¦π•€π•™π•šπ•ͺ𝕠 𝕂𝕠
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•€π•– π•Šπ•™π•¦π•£π•¦ π•‚π•’π•£π•¦π•Ÿπ•˜π•’
ℍ𝕒𝕣 π•‚π•’π••π•’π•ž ℙ𝕖 π•Šπ•’π•’π•₯𝕙 π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•–
β„π•’π•žπ•–π•€π•™π•’ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝π•₯𝕒 β„π•’π•™π•¦π•Ÿπ•˜π•’

π•ƒπ•’π••π•œπ•™π•’π••π•’ 𝕁𝕒𝕦 π”Έπ•˜π•’π•£ π•‚π•’π•™π•š 𝕋𝕠𝕙
π•‹π•¦π•ž 𝕋𝕠𝕙 ℍ𝕠 β„π•š π•Šπ•’π•žπ•“π•™π•’π•’π•π•Ÿπ•–
ℍ𝕒𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕒π•₯ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕙𝕖 𝕂𝕦𝕔𝕙 π”Ήπ•™π•š ℍ𝕠
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•– π•‚π•’π•“π•™π•š π”Έπ•œπ•–π•π•’ ℂ𝕙𝕙𝕠𝕕 𝕂𝕖 π•π•’π•¦π•Ÿπ•˜π•’

π•‹π•¦π•žπ•€π•– 𝔹𝕖𝕙π•₯𝕒𝕒𝕣 𝕄𝕦𝕛𝕙𝕖 π”Ήπ•™π•š
π•‚π• π•š 𝔻𝕠𝕠𝕀𝕣𝕒 β„•π•’π•™π•š π•Šπ•’π•žπ•’π•›π•™ π•Šπ•’π•œπ•₯𝕒
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•– π”Ήπ•šπ•Ÿπ•’ 𝕋𝕠𝕙 π”Έπ•Ÿπ•›π•¦π•žπ•’π•Ÿ π•„π•’π•š π”Ήπ•™π•š
π”Ήπ•šπ•π•œπ•¦π• 𝔸𝕔𝕙𝕙𝕒 β„•π•’π•™π•š π•ƒπ•’π•˜π•₯𝕒

π”»π•šπ• 𝕁𝕠𝕕𝕙 π•ƒπ•šπ•ͺ𝕒 β„π•’π•š π•‹π•¦π•žπ•€π•–
𝔹𝕒𝕀 π”Έπ•‘π•Ÿπ•– β„•π•’π•’π•ž π•π•¦π••π•Ÿπ•’ π”Ήπ•’π•’π•œπ•š β„π•’π•š
𝕄𝕦𝕛𝕙𝕖 π•‚π• π•š 𝔻𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕒π•₯ β„•π•’π•™π•š β„‚π•™π•’π•™π•šπ•ͺ𝕖 π•‹π•¦π•žπ•€π•–
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•’ π•Šπ•’π•’π•₯𝕙 β„π•š 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 π•ƒπ•šπ•ͺ𝕖 π•‚π•’π•’π•—π•š β„π•’π•š

π”Όπ•œ π”»π•¦π•Ÿπ•šπ•ͺ𝕒 𝕁𝕠 β„π•¦π•žπ•Ÿπ•– π•Šπ• π•”π•™π•š π•‹π•™π•™π•š
π•Œπ•€π•€ π”»π•¦π•Ÿπ•šπ•ͺ𝕒 π•„π•–π•š 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖, π•Šπ•’π•’π•₯𝕙 β„‚π•™π•’π•π• π•˜π•– 𝕂π•ͺ𝕒?
π•‹π•¦π•žπ•™π•’π•£π•– π•Šπ•’π•Ÿπ•˜ β„€π•šπ•Ÿπ••π•’π•˜π•š π”Ύπ•¦π•«π•’π•’π•£π•Ÿπ•š β„π•’π•š 𝔸𝕓
𝔹𝕠𝕝𝕠, 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 β„π•¦π•žπ•€π•’π•—π•’π•£ π•‹π•¦π•ž, 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕖 π”Ήπ•’π•Ÿπ• π•˜π•– 𝕂π•ͺ𝕒?


Ashish knelt on his knees and took out a ring from his coat pocket. Her eyes teared up as she saw Ashish knelt before her with a ring in his hand. She looked into those chestnut coloured eyes. Aditi knelt in front of him and kissed him. Ashish hugged her and kissed her back.

She broke the hug and touched his forehead to hers. "Yes." She whispered her answers. Ashish and Aditi got up and suddenly, there were cheers.

The entire ACV Team, Ashu's mom and dad, Muski, Aarav, Anaya, Harsh, Aditi's mom and dad came running from the back. They congratulated the couple. Ashish hugged Aditi and a romantic music filled the air.

Aditi: (whispered in his ear) This is the best feeling ever!

Ashish: (whispers) You know what's best? To watch the dress fall to the floor tonight🀀🀀.

Aditi felt chills. She punched his arm playfully.

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Everyone was seated at dinner table, laughing and talking. Until Jashan came from behind Aditi.)

Jashan: Yaar Ady. Teri koi behen hai?

Aditi: Nahi. Kyu?

Jashan: Koi teri jaisi set karake dena. Dekh tera bhai itne saalo se single hai. Accha lagta hai kya? Aur mai bhi career set karne mai itna busy ho gaya ki ladki set karna bhool gaya.

Ashish: Bhai career aur ladki chhod pehle teri shakal set karke aa.

Everyone laughed.

Ashish and Aditi's parents were planning about their marriage. Ashish slowly moved his hand from her knee to the inside of her thigh. He smirked at her. The table cloth was soo long it was reaching the floor.

Taking its advantage, Ashish drew random shapes on her thigh. His hand roamed inside her dress. He stroked her legs. Aditi gave him a "Stop-It" look but he kept on smirking. They knew they would end up having a wild and heated make out session at home.

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Ashish sandwiched Aditi between him and the wall. They were back at home. And now, Ashish couldn't hold himself anymore. He kissed her wilder. Aditi reciprocated with the same ferocity. He groaned as she tugged at his hair. He bit her lower lip, asking for an entrance, which Aditi allowed.

Aditi moaned into the kiss as Ashish licked and sucked every inch of her mouth. He threw her on the bed. He unchained her dress and took it off. He bit her neck, collarbones and jawline. Aditi unbuttoned his shirt. Ashish left bite marks and hickeys. He trailed kisses on her body.

He reached between her thighs and sucked. Aditi moaned out loud. He kissed her thighs. Aditi pulled him up and kissed him. He trailed kisses on her while Aditi moaned his name.

He tangled his fingers into hers, trailing wet & passionate kisses on chest and stomach. Aditi moaned, fuelling Ashu's desires. She heaved a sigh when it was over. He kissed her forehead, covered them with a blanket, hugged her tightly and went to sleep.

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Ashish ducked as Aditi threw a pillow at him. The pillow hit Aarav who entered from behind. Aarav groaned. But Ashish and Aditi were busy in playing pillow fight.

Ashish took another pillow but Aditi was faster. She grabbed a pillow from the bed and began hitting him. Aarav seperated them.

Aarav: Yaar!! Yeh kya bachpana hai?!

Aditi: Tu kab aaya?

Aarav: Kabse door bell baja raha hai. Finally mai spare key se andar aaya.

Ashish: Lekin humne doorbell toh suna hi nahi.

Aarav: Yeh World War 3 chalu thha yaha. Kaise sunai deta?

Aditi: Anyways, what brings you here bhaiyya?

(Aarav handed her a wedding card. On the top of it in a cursive and a very attractive way, "Aarav Weds Anaya" was written)

Aditi: TUNEY BHI BHABHI KO PROPOSE KIYA?!

Aarav: Haa.

Aditi: (pulling his hair) Mujhe bataya kyu nahi?!

Aarav: Ouch!! Sorry!!

Aditi: Tu rukh!!

She started hitting him with the pillow. Ashish joined her.

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