My heart beats for nothing but you.

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Ishaan looked at his gorgeous bride who was approaching him as he felt his inside bursting with the mixture of feelings. The thought of having her all for himself sounded so foreign yet so beautiful.

As her father kept her hand in his, a sense of different kind of feeling passed through him. It was responsibilities, affection and care.

He looked at her face, who was looking at her father with emotional eyes who just smiled in return at her caressing her back and left towards his wife.

It felt unreal. He remembered how they fought yesterday over a pre-wedding photoshoot and he realised how he had wronged her. Just to keep his family happy, he won't let her suffer. She is his responsibility and he can't hurt her for them.

Soon, they were escorted to have their food as a single plate was served for them.

"You alright?" He whispered in her ears when he saw her playing with food.

"I am unable to eat." She said pointing towards her hands and then at her nath. He nodded, forwarding her the spoon as her eyes widened at his gesture.

"Everyone is looking at us only." She murmured looking at her plate.

"So what? Are you planning to not eat anything? Have it silently." He said in a stern voice making her sigh as she let him feed her.

Aditya smiled as he looked at them. He was sure that Ishaan will keep his sister happy and that's all he cares for.

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Her entire form was numb after all the heavy rituals as it was finally time for him to fill her partition with vermilion as he tied the nuptial chain around her.

She looked directly into his eyes as he filled her partition who was already looking at her with an adoration filled gaze. He smiled at her as he saw some vermilion falling on her forehead and nose.

In Hindu religion, it is believed that vermilion falling on the nose is auspicious. It is said that the woman's husband loves her very much.

He pecked the side of her head as they were finally declared man and wife looking at her with those hearty eyes.

Now this wonderful woman belonged to him and that was enough to let the feeling of overwhelm hit his heart.

Aanvi smiled through tears as she saw the happy yet teary faces of her family and then looked at her husband.

Husband, it sounded so foreign yet so beautiful. Now she has someone with whom she has all the rights. She closed her eyes as all the past days passed through her mind as a reel.

"Jiju, your shoes are here." She opened her eyes hearing the voice of Nitya, her cousin sister who was showing off the shoes to him.

"We need money." Adya said, smirking at him as he sat along with her on the sofa. He rolled his eyes at her as a smile threatened to cross his lips. She looked around in search of her heels but couldn't find them.

"What happened?" He asked looking at her who was looking around with a frown marrying her face.

"My heels." She winced as she saw Aayush grinning at her with heels in his hands.

"Paise do, Heels lo." He said, showing all his teeth, shaking the heels in front of her, making everyone laugh.

(Give money. Take heels.)

"And which type of new ritual is this?" Gritting her teeth, Adya said, keeping her hands on her waist glaring at him with narrowed eyes.

"We Raichands believe in Equality Adya Singh." He said, smirking at her. She made a face at him as finally everything was settled by elders.

Aanvi smiled when she felt his right hand entwining with her left as she looked at him.

"Welcome to my life Mrs.Raichand." He said pecking over her knuckles. Crimson colour fell on her cheeks as she smiled shyly at him lowering her eyes letting her long eyelashes fann over her red cheeks making her look more adorable. He smiled, caressing her knuckles with the pad of his thumb. This new feeling seemed overwhelming and beautiful to him.

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She cried hard hugging her brother who was himself in tears.

"I am not going to miss you." He said, chuckling , flicking her nose, making her smile through tears.

"Sure." She retorted back trying to wipe away her tears but couldn't as she again burst into tears. Just the thought of not being able to live with them broke her heart. She was supposed to go into a house full of strangers and she felt scared.

"Take care." He whispered, pecking her head as her sister-in-law hugged her tightly, bursting into tears.

"Aaru?" She asked, looking around in search of her nephew.

"He is sleeping." Meera replied, making Aanvi nod as she looked around in search of her father. It was 4 in the morning.

"Boo boo." She heard the loud wailing of Aarush who was in the arms of her father as he started crying out loud looking at everyone crying. He tried coming into her arms who pecked his whole face crying.

Lastly, her parents hugged her as her brother made her sit inside the car.

Ishaan felt miserable looking at her crying form as he shook hands with Aditya.

He sat back in the car and his heart broke looking at her who was sobbing looking at her family. Advay started the car as Ishaan hugged her, caressing her arms in a soothing way.

She kept her head on his shoulder clutching his arms as she cried her heart out. He just provided her a shoulder to cry on not knowing how to console her with words. It was surely difficult for every girl. She is leaving her family behind just to start her new life with him. In return, he can only give her love, affection,respect and care.

He tugged her messy hair behind her ears as he looked at her tear stained face. She was sleeping soundly on his shoulders making him smile as he pecked her temple gently looking away.

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After the ritual of grah pravesh, she felt at peace finally as Pakhi escorted her to Ishaan's room.

As she entered, she was spellbound by the beauty of his room. His room was classy and modern with a homely and cosy feeling. It was really big and divided into two big partitions. One was the master bedroom in front of which a big sofa was kept and the other was separated by a glass door. A french window was in front. The other side of the glass door had a wardrobe, a big LCD, a mini refrigerator,a microwave and bathroom. She also saw a beautiful small tent. She smiled when her eyes fell on her pictures and her family pictures too. The photo frame she gifted him was kept on the stand beside bed.

She yawned as she gently pulled her skirt up pushing the glass door when she saw Ishaan coming out after taking a shower dressed in his shorts and vest.

He gave her a sheepish smile as his wet hair fell on his forehead. His hard contour and muscles were quite visible due to the fitting vest making her gulp. She looked away from him.

"Take a shower Aanvi. You will feel good. The left side of the wardrobe is filled with your clothes." He replied, making her nod at him. She tried stifling a yawn, making him laugh.

"You are hungry?" He asked her. She nodded at him with a puppy face as she looked around the room.

"Your room feels like an apartment in itself." She said, making him chuckle at her.

"It's our room now. If you need anything, I am here only." He said looking at her tired face.

"Thankyou." She said, giving him a small smile.

"Why?" He asked, looking at her with confusion.

"For giving your..err.. Our room has a homely and cosy feeling. I noticed that tent and my photos here. It means a lot." She said, her heart warming up with adoration at his gesture.

"Mention not. Your comfort is my priority." He said moving towards her as she grinned at him.

He moved towards the bed as she pulled out a silk shorts and striped silk shirt.

Taking a shower and relaxing her body, she came out only to be surprised. He was sitting on the bed with a small cupcake in his hand grinning at her as a sparkle candle was placed on it.

"Welcome to my room Mrs.Aanvi Ishaan Raichand." He said moving towards her.

She just looked at him in bewilderment. How can someone be so amazing and thoughtful? She had no idea but his each gesture was making her fall for him, harder each time.

He looked at her gulping as he saw her damp hairs falling on her shoulders. Her long tanned legs were on display. He smiled when she forwarded the knife towards him as they cut the small cupcake feeling each other awaiting for their new life.

She saw a swiggy pack also kept there as she looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Garlic noodles and manchurian." Grinning at her, he said, making her smile widely as she rushed towards it. He shook his head moving to the other side of the room taking the plate, bowl and two spoons and forks.He knew she hadn't eaten before due to shyness hence, he already ordered the food.

He knew his family and they were never too thoughtful and it hurted him. Even his mother didn't ask him for food when he returned back.

"Here." He said, passing her the plate as she smiled, serving both of them in the same plate.

"Thankyou for always being so thoughtful, Ishaan." She whispered looking at him who looked at her and then shrugged his shoulders.

The man in front of her was worth every risk and she was willing to take it.

After filling their stomach to their heart's content, they finally slept on two sides of the bed only to cuddle in a half sleepy state.

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|•THEIR ROOM•|

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Ishaan is such a thoughtful person. Aanvi is anyways a sweetheart.

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