Thankyou for being the reason I smile.

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Changing into a comfortable bralette top and a pair of silk shorts, she yawned loudly and fell on the bed with a thud letting the cosy feeling of home envelop her. She had just closed her eyes when Ishaan's face appeared in front of her while handling the gift and she immediately stood up with widened eyes. Grabbing an overcoat, she hid herself inside it. She was not very comfortable wearing exposed clothes outside her room.

Taking the gift bag, she went back to her and tossed her overcoat on the small tent she had in a corner and sat inside it, opening the bag.

Her eyes enlightened with happiness when she opened the box. It had an expensive delicate finger bracelet and so many chocolates. She immediately took a ferrero rocher to her mouth and moaned in delight as her taste buds danced in pleasure.

"Yummy." She murmured and remembered how she told him that she was crazy for chocolates and how she was not a fan of jewellery as she can't carry them. Even the engagement ring was beautiful and the delicate bracelet was just how she prefered jewellery to be and she can carry effortlessly.

She smiled at his thoughtfulness as she realised how keenly he listened to whatever she said. Her heart felt heavy with the emotions she felt that moment. Maybe she had many people who cared for her but his care was something new and overwhelming. A different kind of satisfaction coated her. It was not the gifts which made her feel overwhelmed. Instead it was how he remembered the minute and small details of their conversation which felt surreal to her.

She smiled, grabbing her phone as she messaged him.

Thank You so much for these gifts. I absolutely loved them Ishaan❤

She grinned looking at the message and was going to keep her phone aside when it pinged.

That's my pleasure, beautiful lady. This man is always available for you😍

She laughed looking at his subtle flirting and shook her head erupting into laughter.

Quite free with me. Hmm.

She messaged him back, twisting her mouth trying to control herself from laughing.

Well you are my very own fiance and to be wife. Flirting is a necessity. Isn't it🙈😏

She laughed hard throwing her head back and that was when her phone rang again showing his called id.

"What's up?" She listened from the other side making her pout.

"Sky is up Mister." She replied back with her usual sass which made him giggle.

"What are you doing?" He asked again while biting the inside of his cheeks.

"I was just going to sleep now. It was a tiring day." She said with a sigh making him hmm.

"It really was." And the conversation continued for another half an hour until both of them fell asleep.

Their relationship status has begun to change. From strangers to friends and maybe something more in the coming future.

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Lazing pulling himself out of the comforter, Ishaan stretched his arms when his eyes fell on the clock which showed half past eight making panic rise inside him.

"Shoot." He murmured, getting up fastly from the bed and dashing towards the washroom.

With a white towel hanging loosely around his waist, he came out rubbing his hairs moving towards the sliding wardrobe of his room.

He had just worn his grey vest when his door opened with a bang and entered Advay running along with his phone in his hand as if he was on a video call.

"Bhabhi, here is Bhai. He looked so panicked." Laughing, Advay said, turning the phone towards Ishaan.

It was embarrassing would be an understatement. It was beyond that as he shrieked, turning as he wore the shirt fastly while Aanvi hung the call feeling embarrassed as heat crawled up her cheeks.

"Are you stupid Advay?" Gritting his teeth, Ishaan said, smacking Advay hard.

"One day she will see you in a birth suit too. It was just a trailer for her. Isn't it Bhai?" Smirking at the red Ishaan, Advay said keeping his elbow on Ishaan's shoulder who dodged it glaring at him.

"Mend your ways Advay." He said, pushing him out of his room.

"Come soon to the dining table. Or else Bade Papa will fry you without oil. " Advay screamed from the other side, making him shake his head.

Getting ready in a black slim fit shirt and grey lined pants, he sprayed his perfume and gelled up his hairs. Grabbing the black tie with white dots on it, he immediately went to his mother to get done with it.

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Aanvi kept her head on her hands as her body heated up. She felt so embarrassed when she saw him in nothing but a grey waist and white towel. She couldn't help but look at his veiny muscular arms which had always been her weakness. Though he didn't have six abs or something, he surely had a well toned body which she thoroughly observed in the span of one minute before hanging up the call.

She wetted her lips, biting on it as she remembered how Advay video called her. She gulped remembering his irresistible body. She was unable to clear her mind from the images of his veiny arms for which she had always crushed.

She blushed furiously getting up from the bed and picked up her bag. She was dressed in a green T-shirt with a black skinny jeans and her hairs were left open partitioned from the middle. Her face was bare of any makeup except lip balm and kajal as she usually preferred. Using a lot of makeup products on a daily basis can damage our skin hence she never tried these except for some home remedies.

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A month passed in a blink with them trying to know each other. It was not like they talked for hours with each other. It was just a few minutes but it was enough. Aanvi loved how he would take out time for her even from his busy schedule Or how he would know her mood just from her voice. They both had their own works to look after but still managed to steal some moments with each other. They couldn't meet in these months due to work pressure and now, even their marriage was arranged within the span of one and half months. Aanvi loved how he never became judgemental about anything and how calmly he listens to all her nonsense.

For Ishaan, it was not less than a blessing to have Aanvi. Whenever he felt down,Or whenever there were some disagreements in the family, he sought his comfort from her. Her voice calmed him down and provided home to his heart which he couldn't get from his own family members. They were more like best friends than fiance. Though, he used to subtly flirt with her which only made her shy.

Aanvi was preparing the lists for the cocktail party of Ananya and Vivaan when her phone rang. Looking at the called id, her lips tugged into the biggest of the curve as she cheerfully answered.

"Aanvi, I wanted to ask you something." Greeting her back, he came to the topic for which he called her.

"Yeah. Say?" She asked, looking at her laptop.

"Will you be my date for tomorrow's cocktail party?" He asked, taking her by shock as she tried saying something but nothing came out of her mouth.

"Please. I took permission from your parents too. You can think over it." He said in a soft voice.

"Okay." She said with a smile coming on her lips.

"Huh!" He asked her in confusion.

"I am your fiance then what is this date and all." She said cutting the call and laughed knowing he must be looking at the screen smiling like a fool.

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Ishaan was waiting outside the beauty parlour Aanvi messaged him and was talking to his manager when his eyes fell on Aanvi who was holding her black long skirt walking carefully outside the parlour.

She looked so gorgeous dressed in an off shoulder black crop top and black long skirt. She had her hair put up in a messy ponytail. For the first time, he saw her in a bold look. She had done bold makeup and her lips were painted with red matte lipstick which she was biting nervously. A small stud floral earrings were shining on her earlobes while the glitter and smokey eye makeup enhanced her beauty. She looked like an innocent seductress. A sudden urge of possessiveness surged through his veins as he eyed her again. His eyes fell on the delicate gold finger bracelet she was wearing, making him smile widely. It was the same bracelet he had gifted her.

She stood in front of him giving a nervous smile. They both were unknowingly colour coordinating. He himself was looking dapper dressed in a black tuxedo and an expensive watch shining on his bracelet.

Like a gentleman, he opened his car door for her. She sat inside, fidgeting with her fingers. A small part of her skirt was falling outside the car and as she noticed, she was going to pull it inside when he bent in front of her a little and kept it inside making a goofy smile appear on her face. He was unknowingly too caring.

She was waiting for a compliment from him but receiving none, a sad smile came on her lips. But what she didn't know was that he was so observant of her beauty that it didn't even click him of compliment her.

She was looking outside while he was subtly looking at her with a small smile playing on her lips.

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|•AANVI'S LOOK•|

|•ISHAAN'S LOOK•|

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I can hear the wedding bells ringing. Can you guys hear it too?

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