34~Jealous him is cutest

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○Kritika's POV○

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing Red-bodycon dress brought by Aditya. Today, we are going to Saarah's engagement party.

Yes! Her engagement but not with Zain but Doctor Rehan.

She isn't happy with this marriage but she's doing this for her grandmother and I don't why, I just don't like that Rehan guy. He gives me some creepy vibe.

I don't know if Zain knows about this or not but I clearly warned Adi to not to tell him about her engagement.

Adi told me about his struggle of last five years and how he met with an accident when he was going back to Saarah to apologize. He really regrets what he did to her five years ago but that doesn't mean Saarah should forgive him nor I will.

If he gets to know about this engagement he will try to break it but deep down I also want to do this because I can't let my bestfriend marry to a stranger about whom we know nothing.

I told my some of secret agents to search about his background and everything.

I know Saarah still loves Zain but the haterd she held towards him is over than the love she helds for him.

I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize when Adi came inside the room and stood behind me.

I shivered when his hand went to my waist and he kissed behind my neck.

"Where are you lost Tulip?" He asked me still continuing what he was doing.

I couldn't utter single word because of the torture his lips were doing with me. I closed my eyes and bit my lips to control the sound which was threating to come outside from my mouth.

"Aadi...." I breathed out clutching my dress tightly.

"Hmm" He hummed sucking the mole on my shoulder.

"We will get l-late," I stuttered at last when he kissed the soft spot of my neck.

"I don't care" He replied but I pulled away from him.

"But I care, my only friend is getting engaged today and I don't want to be late, so Mr Aditya Ray Raghuvanshi control your hormones," I told him sternly trying to be intimidating but he has some other plans.

He pulled me again towards him,

"I love when you order me," He said as he kissed my cheeks.

"I love when you get mad and your nose crinkles," He said, kissing the mole just above my upper lips.

"I love when you pout like that," He said, kissing my jaw.

I was feeling wet down there and that's say I have to stop him before I gave in to him.

"Aditya you need to stop now," I said and pushed him away to which he groaned.

I turned and applied my lipstick while he was continously looking at me.

"Kya dekh rahe hain?" I asked him suspiciously.

(What are you looking?)

"Jo aap chupa rhi hain," He replied looking at my chest.

(Which you're hiding)

"W-what?" My eyes widened as realisation hit it to me.

"The mole, on your collar bone. What did you think Rani-sa?" His lips curved into sinister smirk.

He loves to tease me.

𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶!

When did I tease him?

𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘭, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴...

Shutup consy!

𝘞𝘩𝘺? 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥-𝘰𝘯?

N-no, why would I?

𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘺? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦!

Was I?

"Where are you lost Rani-sa?" Aditya snapped out me from my thoughts.

"Nowhere, let's go." I was about to move when he held my hand stopping me.

I raised my eyebrows but he ignored me and took some kohl from side of my eyes and applied it behind my ears.

𝘈𝘸𝘸𝘸, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦!

"Aap itni pyari hain, kahin meri hi najar na lag jaaye." At this moment I just wanted to grab his collar and kiss the hell out of him but I know once we started, we won't be able to stop so I ignored my prevert mind.

𝘖𝘩 𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘭, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.

I glanced at his lips and licked my lips.

𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘭!

No! I can't otherwise we will get late.

𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

Stop provoking me consy!

I shook my head and smiled at him.

"Hume kabhi aapki najar nahi lag sakti Rana-sa." He smiled showing his dimples. I tip-toed and kissed his dimples and ran out of the room before he could hold me.

I heard him groaning and I giggled.

"Why are you giggling bhabhi?" And there- standing my three devars with teasing looks on their face.

"Who? M-Me? Naah!" I tried my best to lie but the look they were giving me, I knew they weren't believing me.

Soon we heard footsteps coming downstairs, We turned to see Aditya coming with poker face.

My nataunki mandli was ready to tease Aditya but his next sentence made them stop.

"I think, I should send you three to London for your higher studies," Aditya told them sternly making their face drained off.

"No bhai!" They yelled at same time.

"Then stop irritating your bhabhi." They just nodded.

"Aditya they we-" I was saying but the next second I shut my mouth when he glared at me.

Saddu!

Akdu!

"Beta let's go now." Maa said and we all walked outside, sitting in our cars and drove to the venue.

The venue was decorated beautifully lavish yet elegant, with pastel florals and golden drapes.

I greeted everyone and met my family, excusing myself I walked towards the room in which Saarah was.

Saarah was sitting on the bed in a dark blue gown, looking like a dream… but her eyes told a different story.  She looked at me and smiled but her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and I could see the weight she was carrying behind those perfectly lined lashes.

"You doing okay?" I asked gently knowing well she isn't.

Saarah smiled faintly. "Trying to."

"Saarah, are you sure you want to marry him?" I asked her and she nodded.

"I am happy Kriti." She lied.

"What do you think, who am I? I am not anyone who wouldn't understand what's going inside in your mind and don't you dare to lie. I know you more than you do, okay. Why don't you just call off this marriage Saaru?" I asked hoping she would agree with me.

"Kriti, You know I can't. Dadi... she is so happy and I can't make her sad and you know I have to marry if not today then tomorrow. You know very well I have already decided to marry with someone of my parents choice because love... you know I failed in love whom I loved he-"

She was saying but I cut her off.

"Just not go there Saaru, don’t think about him baby." I hugged her as wrapped her arms around me tightly.

I patted her back to calm her down.

"Take some deep breathe, Okay?" She did as I told her to.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!" I said as Saarah's younger brother, Ahan who treat me as a elder sister and Rida, her younger sister.

"Kriti di." Rida came towards me and hugged me.

"How are you bache?" I asked her as we pulled away.

"Totally fit and fine, but what's with Saarah di. Told her na to call off this marriage. We can see she isn't happy." She complained me about Saaru to which I just smiled.

"Don't think too much bache, you are too young to think about this all and about Saarah's marriage" I paused and looked towards Saaru.

"We will do something," I whispered in her ears making her grin.

"I am also here guys." Ahan said, pouting.

"We thought you were invisible," Rida mocked her making us laugh.

"You shut up Chuhiya"

"You..."

"Guys! Guys! Stop it here and let's go downstairs, everyone will be waiting for us and especially our bride." I looked at Saaru and smiled which she gladly reciprocated.

We walked downstairs and everyone's attention shifted towards us. Saarah walked towards the stage where Rehan was standing with evil smirk on his face.

I just wanted to beat the shit out of this person. I stood beside Aditya glaring at Rehan who didn't even think to give Saaru his hand to climb on the stage.

Bastard!

"Tulip, don’t start a fight today," Aditya whispered with a smirk.

I gave him a side glance. "Who said anything about a fight? I’m just observing."

They both exchanged the rings but then my eyes went to someone who was looking at them with anger, pain and hurt?

My eyes widened. As I saw him—Zain, looking sharp in black, standing in a corner with fierce eyes scanning the room and then his gaze locked with Saarah’s.

What is he doing here? Who invited him?

I looked at Aditya with raised eyesbrows

and pointed towards Zain.

"Zain? How did he get to know?" Aditya asked me.

"That's what I am thinking, tell me Aditya you didn't right?" He shook his head in 'no'.

Then how?

Aditya walked towards Zain and just then, Garvit and Shivansh came towards me.

"You’ve been glaring at that guy since we got here," Shivansh whispered.

"I don’t trust him," I muttered, scanning the room again. "Something’s off. And I don’t like the way he looks at Saarah."

Garvit leaned closer. "Should we keep an eye on him tonight?"

"Yes. Subtly."

They gave me thumbs up.

Everyone got busy in the party. I walked towards the Saarah who was standing with a guy talking to him, smiling.

His back was facing me.

Huh! Who is this guy who could make my Saaru smile.

He's dead for sure.

I walked close to them and was ready to punch that guy but then he turned towards and hugged me tightly.

I stood there shocked!

"Kriti!"

"Varun!" I exclaimed and hugged him back.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me as he pulled away.

"Shouldn't I ask this question?" I asked him back.

"Oh please you were the one who vanished in thin air after breaking up with Aditya and Saaru's death news broke me. I also left London after that but then I got to know she's fit and fine" He paused and glared at Saaru and then continued,"You don't know how much I missed you both." He said as we three did group hug.

Varun Sharma, He's our college friend. We three were very close to each other but then everything changed and we got sperated but now we are together again.

"By the way, I got to know you got married huhh! Who's that lucky man who stole my Kriti from me," He said dramatically putting his hand on his chest as I chuckled.

"I'm that lucky Man." We heard a voice from behind me which belongs to not other than my hubby. I turned to look at him who was coming towards us with angry look on his face.

Let me tell you guys one thing— Aditya and Varun didn't like each other or should I say that Aadi hated him and the reason is ofcourse 'Me'

Aditya always got jealous with Varun while Varun never left any chance to tease him.

"Aditya?" Varun asked shocked.

Ofcourse he will be as the last thing he knows that we broke up.

"Yes Me, Did you expect someone else?" Aditya asked sternly as he pulled me close to him, putting his hand on my waist possessively.

So my husband is jealous, let's enjoy then.

𝘚𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.

Oh shutup consy and let me enjoy this.

𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳.

I ignored her and focused on both of them who were busy in glaring competition.

"Last thing I know you both broke up, right?" Varun asked looking at me.

"Yes but that's very long story I'll tell you later," I told him as he nodded understanding the depth of situation.

"Congratulations to both you, I am so happy for you," Varun said smiling but Aditya mocked him by saying,

"Are you?" I hit his arm and glared at him who glared back at me dangerously making shiver ran through my spine but I ignored it.

"Don't mind him!" I told Varun.

Aditya was about to say something when his phone rang and he excused himself not before glaring at Varun.

As he left Varun brusted into fit of laughter.

"Omg, the look on his face," He said as laughed.

"I don't get it why doesn't he like me?" Varun asked still laughing.

"You know very well Varun!" Saaru said as she smiled.

We were chatting when Saarah's father announced for couple dance and Saarah has to join Rehan.

Every couple started dancing on the dance floor and here I was standing alone.

Where is my husband?

I looked here and there but saw him standing with some of his clients and there was a girl standing there trying her best to seduce my husband with her filthy looks.

I was about to go and punch the makeup-coated face of her but then Varun came towards me.

"May I have dance with this pretty lady?" He asked, first I was about to deny and go towards Aadi but then I saw him smiling at that bitch.

I smirked.

𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘭!

Let me do it consy.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦.

I ignored her and agreed to Varun goinv towards the dance floor with him.

Now just wait and watch Mr. Aditya Ray Raghuvansi what I do.

I started dancing with Varun and peeked from his shoulder towards Aditya who was now looking towards with his jaw clenched. I smirked looking the way he was clenching and unclenching his jaw.

Varun twirled me around, and I laughed just a little too sweetly, just enough to make sure Aditya saw every single second of it. I leaned in closer to Varun’s shoulder, pretending to whisper something, while my eyes locked directly with his.

Aditya’s nostrils flared.

𝘖𝘩 𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸.

"Looks like your husband’s gonna murder me with his eyes," Varun whispered with a laugh.

"That was kind of the goal," I replied, giving him a cheeky wink. "Thanks for the help, soldier."

He spinned me again and everyone changed their partner. Rehan was about to catch me in his arms just then, a firm hand grabbed mine and pulled me away, spinning me into a familiar chest.

Aditya.

Aditya’s hands gripped my waist tight, pulling me flush against him as the music slowed.

"You really think this is funny, Rani-sa?" he whispered near my ear, voice low, dangerous… and undeniably possessive.

I looked up with feigned innocence. "I was just dancing. Like you were… entertaining your client."

"Client?" he scoffed darkly. "That woman was two seconds away from getting thrown out. You think I didn’t see her eyes all over me?"

"Oh, I saw. That’s why I gave you a taste of your own medicine."

He leaned in, lips brushing the shell of my ear. "You have no idea what you’ve just started."

"I do. And I’m enjoying every second of it."

His grip tightened just a little, his eyes darkening. "Careful, Rani-sa… you’re playing with fire."

"And what if I like the burn?"

He spun me out dramatically and pulled me right back into his chest. "Then I’ll make sure it consumes you whole."

○Author's POV○

Their bodies moved perfectly in sync with the slow music, but the storm in Aditya's eyes betrayed the calm rhythm of the dance. His grip on her waist was firm, his jaw clenched, and every time she smiled a little too sweetly or looked a little too playful—his jealousy flared brighter.

Kritika noticed, of course. And she loved it.

"Why are you holding me so tightly, Mr. Raghuvanshi?" she asked, her voice laced with mischief as her hand grazed up his chest ever so slowly. "Are you… jealous?"

He didn’t reply. His silence said more than words ever could. His eyes dipped to her lips and then back to her teasing smile.

She leaned in closer, brushing her lips near his ear but not touching.

"Because you looked pretty comfortable with her earlier. She seemed desperate to get your attention."  Kritika’s voice dropped an octave. "You didn’t seem to mind."

That was it.

In one swift motion, he dipped her low, their faces inches apart, his breath hot against her lips.

"I was too busy watching my wife dance with another man," he growled, "while she tried to light me on fire."

"I think it worked," she whispered, eyes twinkling, brushing her nose against his.

He pulled her up again, chest pressed against hers, and spun her around with purpose. "You’re enjoying this way too much."

"I am," she smirked, dragging her finger slowly along his collar. "You’re very cute when you’re jealous."

He stopped dancing, grabbing her wrist and walking her away from the crowd, his eyes burning with a possessiveness she knew all too well.

"Where are we going?" she asked, pretending to act innocent.

"To remind you that no one else gets to touch you, dance with you, or make you smile like that—except me."

"Possessive much?"

"Only about you, Rani-sa."

His hand slid around her waist, pulling her flush against him as he opened a nearby room door.

"Now… let’s see how long you can keep teasing me before I make you beg."

They stepped into the dimly lit room, the door clicking shut behind them. It was quiet, far from the chatter and music outside, and the tension between them was almost electric.

Aditya’s back hit the door as he pulled her close, caging her in his arms. His eyes roamed her face—hungry, intense, dark with need.

"You think you can mess with me, Rani-sa?" he murmured, voice low and dangerous. "Dance with another man… smile at him the way you smile at me…"

"I just danced," she teased, fingers lazily drawing patterns on his chest. "You, Mr. Raghuvanshi, were busy being a charming CEO."

He cupped her jaw gently, but the way his thumb pressed against her cheek hinted at his restraint. "You don’t know what you do to me."

Her smirk softened into something warmer, more tender. "I know exactly what I do to you… and you love it."

With that, he crashed his lips to hers.

The kiss wasn’t soft this time—it was fierce, raw, possessive. He lifted her onto the small table without breaking the kiss, his hands roaming over her curves like he was re-learning every inch of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively as she tugged on his collar, deepening the kiss.

"Still jealous?" she whispered against his lips.

"Deadly," he rasped. "And you just made it worse."

He kissed down her neck, lingering at the collarbone mole he always obsessed over. "This little spot right here? Only I get to see it. Only I get to touch it."

"And if someone else sees it?" she whispered, breath hitching.

"They won’t be alive long enough to speak of it."

She laughed breathily, threading her fingers through his hair. "So dramatic."

"You married drama, sweetheart."

Their foreheads pressed together, breaths mingling, hearts racing. For a moment, time stilled—just them in their little bubble of heat, love, and obsession.

But then his phone rang.

"Bhai? Bhabhi? Everyone’s looking for you, where are you?" Shivansh’s voice came from other side.

Kritika covered her mouth, trying to hide her giggle. Aditya just sighed dramatically.

"Of all the people," he muttered, adjusting her hair and smoothing down her dress as he helped her down from the table.

As they walked back toward the hall, Kritika leaned closer and whispered, "Don’t worry. Tonight, I’ll let you finish what you started."

He looked at her, and his smile turned devilish. "You better keep that promise, Rani-sa."

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐭!

~𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫?

~𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤?

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞❤️

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐥𝐥🎀💞