Stripping

Author's POV

The warm air of Udaipur embraced Advika and Vivan as they stepped out of the car and into the Raichand mansion. The family greeted them with smiles, hugs, and excitement, their presence bringing a renewed joy to the house. Vivan’s parents watched their son with relief, noticing how much lighter and happier he seemed.

After spending some time catching up, Vivan took Advika’s hand and led her upstairs. "Let’s get changed and relax for a bit," he said, smiling at her.

Inside their room, Advika opened her suitcase while Vivan leaned against the wall, watching her intently.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, glancing at him suspiciously.

“Just admiring how stunning my wife looks, even after a long journey,” he teased, his voice dropping to a playful tone.

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress her smile. “You’ve become quite the flirt after Paris.”

“Only for you,” he murmured, closing the distance between them. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, and she instinctively placed her hands on his chest.

“Vivan…” she whispered, her cheeks flushing pink.

“Advika,” he replied, leaning in to kiss her. Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss, the world fading away around them.

Suddenly, the door burst open without a knock. “Arre, yaar, kab tak upar hi rahoge? Dinner ke liye sab neeche wait kar rahe hain,” Agam’s voice boomed as he walked in, only to stop mid-sentence when he saw the scene before him. (How long will you two stay upstairs? Everyone’s waiting for dinner downstairs.)

Advika gasped, pulling away from Vivan with a crimson face. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed before rushing into the bathroom in embarrassment.

Vivan turned to Agam, glaring. “Tu knock karna seekh le, Agam!” (Learn to knock, Agam!)

Agam smirked, unbothered. “Aur tu lock karna seekh le, Vivan.” (And you learn to lock the door, Raichand.)

Vivan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “What do you want?”

“Bas dinner ke liye bulaane aaya tha, but lagta hai, tum log busy ho.” Agam grinned mischievously. “Waise, yeh honeymoon ka hangover kab tak chalega?” (I just came to call you for dinner, but it seems like you’re busy. By the way, how long will this honeymoon hangover last?)

“Agam!” Vivan snapped, throwing a cushion at him.

Agam laughed, dodging it with ease. “Fine, fine, I’m leaving. But don’t take too long—or do. Teri marzi.” He winked before walking out, shutting the door behind him.

Advika peeked out of the bathroom, still blushing furiously. “He’s gone?”

“For now,” Vivan replied, turning to her with a smirk. “But next time, I’m locking the door. Lesson learned.”

Advika smiled, feeling her cheeks heat up again, as they settled back into their space, the warmth between them unmistakable.

After freshening up and recovering from Agam's unexpected interruption, Vivan and Advika headed downstairs to join the family for dinner. The dining table buzzed with laughter and chatter as everyone took their seats. Vivan glanced at Advika, noticing how at ease she looked. Her soft chuckles at Akshit's jokes and the way she helped serve food to others made him smile. She was becoming a part of his family in a way he never thought possible.

“Dadi kahaan hai? She’s usually the first one at the table,” Vivan asked, looking around.

His mother chuckled. “Dadi has gone to stay with her sister for a few days. She left this afternoon.”

“Wow, good!” Advika blurted out, her face lighting up with a grin. Everyone turned to look at her, startled by her sudden enthusiasm. Realizing her reaction, she quickly added, “I mean, good for her. She deserves a little vacation too, right?”

Akshit burst out laughing. “I think someone’s too happy to get a break from Dadi’s taunts!”

Vivan bit back a smile as Advika tried to maintain her composure. “That’s not true!” she protested, but the faint pink on her cheeks betrayed her.

His father shook his head with a grin. “Don’t worry, beta. We all need a break from her sharp tongue once in a while.”

Vivan leaned closer to Advika, whispering, "Dadi ka jaana ki bhut Khushi ho rahi hai"(You're looking very happy about Dadi leaving.)

She gave him a smirking look ," Aap chahein toh hum aapka saath bhi yeh khushi celebrate kar saktein hai"(If you want, we can celebrate this happiness together.)

He smirked smilingly ," aur kaisa celebrate karengi aap"(And how exactly will you celebrate?)

She looked at him seductively and said ," bedroom main chaliya batati hun kaisa celebrate karungi"(Come to the bedroom, and I’ll show you how I’ll celebrate)

He looked at him giving a smirking look before advika could understand he took his hand in her making her eyes go wide , she looked around to see everyone busy in eating food she glared vivan who was nonchalantly looking in the front and eating casually while advika narrowed his eyes on him and took the fork and stab it on his hand making him yelp in pain , while advika finally get her hand out of his grasp meanwhile vivan's mom looked at him asking him what happened, he just replied its nothing everyone just dig back in eating food while advika looked at him and stuck her tongue out smiling at him.

He laughed softly seeing this, his eyes filled with warmth as he watched her interact with his family. For the first time in a long time, he felt a sense of peace he hadn’t known he was missing. Advika wasn’t just his wife; she was becoming a bridge between him and the life he thought he’d lost.

As the night went on, Advika’s laughter echoed around the table, and Vivan’s heart swelled with happiness. She was no longer the shy, reserved girl she’d been when they first married. She was opening up, bit by bit, becoming a part of his world.

And for him, that was everything.

As soon as advika and advika entered in their room, vivan closed the door behind them, he locked it with a decisive click. His gaze never left Advika as he walked toward her, a smirk tugging at his lips. Before she could react, he reached out, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Advika gasped, startled by the suddenness of his movement. Her hands instinctively landed on his chest as she looked up at him, her breath quickening.

"Vivan!" she gasped, her hands instinctively resting on his chest, trying to push back, but the force of his hold left her with little room to escape.

Vivan grinned down at her, the intensity in his gaze unmistakable. "You said we’d celebrate together," he murmured, his voice low, almost teasing, but with a clear edge of determination. "So, let’s celebrate."

Her cheeks flushed as she stared up at him, breathless, not sure if she should protest or give in to the tension swirling between them. "I... I didn’t mean like this," she said, her words shaky, but there was a flicker of something in her eyes—a mix of defiance and desire.

Vivan’s smirk deepened as he leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against her ear. "You may not have meant it this way, but it’s happening," he whispered, sending a shiver down her spine. His hold on her didn’t falter, his body pressing firmly against hers, making it impossible to ignore the chemistry that had already ignited between them.

"You’re impossible," Advika muttered, but she couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at her lips. The way he made her feel—caught between frustration and an undeniable attraction—left her at a loss for words.

Vivan chuckled softly, his hands sliding down her back to pull her closer. "Maybe, but you like it." His voice was a mix of amusement and challenge, as if daring her to deny it.

Her heart raced in her chest, and despite herself, she couldn’t argue. "You're dangerous", she whispered, almost as to herself

"And you're irresistible",he countered with a grin, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that spoke volumes, which turned out to be a passionate one making them melt into each other.

Vivan deepened the kiss, his hands firm yet tender as they explored her waist, pulling her even closer. Advika’s breath hitched as she responded, her fingers instinctively threading through his hair, holding him to her. The intensity between them grew, their passion building with every shared moment.

Without breaking the kiss, Vivan  carried her toward the bed.  He laid her down gently, his eyes locking with hers.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, his voice husky and filled with emotion, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.

Advika blushed under his gaze but found herself unable to look away. “You have a way with words,” she teased softly, her voice trembling slightly.

“I have a way with you,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss her collarbone, the feather-light touch making her shiver.

She arched slightly under his touch, her body responding to the soft trail of kisses he pressed along her neck and shoulders. Her hands roamed over his back, tracing every contour, her nails lightly grazing his skin.

As Vivan trailed kisses down her body, his touch sent shivers through Advika. She arched under him, her breath coming in soft gasps, completely lost in the moment. His lips and hands explored her with an intensity that made her feel cherished and desired in ways she’d never imagined.

Just as he leaned lower, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin, his phone buzzed loudly on the nightstand, breaking the spell.

“Are you kidding me?” Vivan groaned, his forehead dropping onto her stomach in frustration.

Advika couldn’t help but laugh softly, her cheeks flushed. “Maybe it’s important,” she teased, running her fingers through his hair as he let out an exasperated sigh.

“Nothing’s more important than this,” he muttered, his voice muffled against her skin.

The phone buzzed again, and Vivan reluctantly pushed himself up, his expression a mix of irritation and regret. “Whoever this is, they’re going to regret interrupting me,” he grumbled, grabbing the phone.

Vivan reached over to grab his phone, his other hand never leaving Advika's body. His fingertips traced slow, deliberate patterns on her bare skin, making her shiver beneath his touch. Even as he answered the call, his hand roamed along her waist, teasingly brushing over sensitive spots, earning soft gasps and moans from her.

“Hello who's this,” he said, his voice steady, though his eyes were locked on Advika’s flushed face. He smirked as she bit her lip to suppress another moan, her cheeks turning crimson.

The person on the other end was talking, but Vivan was barely paying attention. His fingers slid up her thigh, his touch deliberate and tantalizing. Advika's breath hitched, her body responding involuntarily as she clutched the sheets, her gaze pleading for mercy, though her lips didn’t utter a word.

“Yes, I understand,” Vivan said into the phone, his voice calm, though his actions were anything but. He leaned closer to Advika, brushing his lips against her ear, whispering, “You’re not making this easy for me, princess.”

She let out a soft whimper, her body arching toward his touch. He trailed his fingers on her sensitive spot, he put his fingers in her hole making her stifle her moans while he continued the call with infuriating composure.

“You want the meeting now , is this urgent" he asked irritatingly, while on the other hand advika griped his hand pushing his fingers more deep inside her because she can't handle it anymore she is on the verge on release.

Okay, give me 5 minutes" he said and cut the call when he looked at advika whose eyes are close her face is all red and she is controlling her moans and just a few seconds away from her release, how much pleasuring and intoxicating the moment looks in front of him , he has to put a stop for it now because he has a urgent meeting now , he pulled his fingers out making her open her eyes .

Vivan! What the hell are you doing?" she protested, her voice laced with frustration.

He sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair before leaning down to cup her face. "I’m so sorry, princess. It’s an urgent meeting. I have to take this."

"You cannot just leave me like this!" she huffed, glaring at him with a mix of irritation and disbelief.

But Vivan only smirked, pressing a brief, teasing her by kissing on lips before grabbing his laptop from the desk. "I promise I’ll make it worth your while later," he murmured with a wink.

Advika stared at him in shock as he walked toward the small office cabin attached to their room. Before shutting the door behind him, she heard him say, "Try not to miss me too much."

"You cannot leave me like this!" she yelled after him, her voice muffled by the closed door. "Urghhh!"

Advika stood at the door of the small office cabin, watching Vivan as he sat at the desk, his laptop open, and his focus locked on the screen. He glanced up briefly, his gaze softening when he saw her. "Princess, go to bed. I'll join you soon," he said with a small smile before returning to the meeting.

But Advika didn’t move. Instead, she leaned casually against the doorframe, her smirk growing mischievous. Vivan glanced at her again, noticing the glint in her eyes, and raised an eyebrow. "Advika, don’t even think about it," he warned, his voice low.

She ignored him, stepping into the cabin and locking the door behind her.

"Advika," he said, more firmly this time, his voice carrying a mix of exasperation and warning.

But before he could utter another word, she began to unpin her saree, slowly unraveling it as she kept her eyes locked on him. Vivan’s focus shattered. His eyes widened in shock, and he stammered as his client’s voice echoed through the laptop.

"V-Vivan, are you there?"

"Y-Yes, yes," he replied, his voice uneven as he glanced from the screen to Advika, who now stood in front of him, the saree slipping from her shoulders.

"Advika, stop it," he hissed, muting the laptop microphone as his heart raced.

She tilted her head innocently, letting the fabric pool at her feet. "Oh? I thought you weren’t distracted by me," she teased, her smirk growing wider.

"Princess," he growled, his eyes dark with both frustration and desire.

The client’s voice interrupted again, "Vivan? Are we continuing?"

He shot her a warning look, his cheeks flushed. "You’re going to pay for this," he muttered under his breath before unmuting himself and attempting to compose his voice for the meeting.

Vivan’s jaw clenched as he watched Advika’s teasing smirk. The client’s voice broke through his haze of distraction, "Vivan, are you okay? You sound… off."

"Uh, yes," Vivan stammered, trying to steady his voice. "I’m just… jet-lagged. It’s midnight here, and I think the long flight is catching up with me."

"Oh, I see," the client replied sympathetically. "We don’t have to do this now. You should rest. Let’s continue the meeting later."

Vivan seized the opportunity, glancing briefly at Advika, whose smirk began to falter. "That sounds like a good idea. Thank you, we’ll reconvene later."

The moment he ended the call, Advika’s confidence crumbled. Her eyes widened as she quickly grabbed her saree, clutching it tightly to her chest. "Uh… I’ll just… leave," she mumbled, stepping toward the door.

But before she could open the latch, Vivan moved swiftly. He grabbed her by the waist, pulling her back against him with such force that the air caught in her throat. His hands splayed across her bare skin, sending shivers through her body as he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Going somewhere, Princess?" His voice was dark and laced with desire.

"V-Vivan," she stammered, clutching the fabric tighter.

He turned her around, pinning her gently against the door. His intense eyes bore into hers, a smirk curling his lips. "You think you can tease me and walk away like nothing happened?"

"It was… just a joke," she whispered, her cheeks flaming.

"Joke?" he repeated, his voice a low growl as he leaned closer, his breath brushing against her lips. "Let me show you how I handle jokes like that."

Before she could respond, his lips captured hers in a fierce, punishing kiss. His hands on her waist pulled her closer, and she melted into him, her saree slipping from her grip.

"Let me punish you properly, Princess," he murmured against her lips, his voice sending a thrill through her as he carried her away from the door, the teasing turned into undeniable passion.

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