Yashvi marveled at the ice cream parlor's interior, adorned in shades of pink and blue with flowers hanging from the ceiling. It was undeniably cozy and beautiful.

"It's so beautiful," she remarked, her hand on her husband's arm. He smiled at her and pulled out a chair for her.

"The ice cream here is absolutely delicious, Bhabhi. It's my favorite place after the pastry shop," Adya chimed in with a giggle as she handed the menu to Yashvi.

"What would you like?" Advik asked, his hand still intertwined with Yashvi's. He gently pushed her fingers apart to hold hands, a gesture that prompted cheers from his siblings and a blush from Yashvi.

"Brother, you should plan your honeymoon soon. We don't know what we'll witness next," Advait teased with a smirk. Advik glared at him before turning to his wife, who was hiding her face in her hair, ostensibly studying the menu.

"What will you have?" Advik asked, capturing her attention, his eyes drawn to her blushing cheeks.

"I told you I wouldn't let the redness fade; it's still there," he whispered with a smile, gently caressing her cheeks, which made her squirm shyly as she pushed him away slightly. He gave her a playful wink, causing her eyes to widen as she glanced around nervously.

"We didn't see how Romeo winked at his Juliet," Advait commented, his eyes still on the menu but a playful smile on his face. Advik chuckled before leaving a loud kiss on the back of Yashvi's hand. She shot him a hard glare, her cheeks flushed.

"Bhai, at least let her choose her ice cream. I never took you for a PDA kind of person," Adarsh remarked, looking at Yashvi, who was seemingly waiting for the ground to split open and swallow her whole.

"Chocolate chunk cookie," Yashvi muttered as she attempted to free her hand from his grasp, but he only tightened his hold and signaled the waiter.

After placing their order, the four siblings engaged in conversation, discussing recent events. Meanwhile, Yashvi found herself admiring her husband's arms. His veins were so prominent that they had her captivated. She had always had a soft spot for veiny arms, and her husband's well-built physique was adorned with them.

Yashvi sensed someone's gaze on her and turned around to find Siddhi, her father's stepdaughter, and Samar, his son from his second wife. Her pleasant mood quickly soured, but she concealed her emotions. Siddhi's intense glare radiated nothing but hatred toward Yashvi.

She redirected her attention to her family, beaming at Adya as she laughed heartily. Advik also seemed amused. He glanced at Yashvi, raising an eyebrow, but then he noticed the same woman and boy from earlier and suddenly grew rigid. Yashvi tightly held his hand, sensing his discomfort.

"Aap ho na, kaafi hain." She spoke softly as he smiled listening to her and went back to the conversation. (You are there, that's enough.)

They were soon served with ice-cream when he felt her glancing his way. He smiled lightly feeling her eyes on his ice-cream cone.

"Which flavor is it?" She asked with a pout. He chuckled listening to her and pulled her cheeks gently, making her wince.

"Blueberry yogurt." He replied back and she smiled at him sheepishly.

"Mujhe bhi khani hain." she spoke pointing towards his ice-cream. (I want to eat that too.)

"Sharing then?" He asked to which she nodded eagerly. He smiled to himself, reflecting on the difference between the Yashvi he first met and the Yashvi she is now as he saw her take a bite of his ice-cream and moan in delight.

"I need to use the washroom," Yashvi whispered as she noticed a small portion of ice cream had fallen on her kurti.

"Should I come with you?" Adya asked, licking her second ice cream. Yashvi let out a small laugh and shook her head, indicating that she'd go alone.

After cleaning her kurti, she exited the washroom when she heard a voice, which triggered her temper.

"I didn't take you for a gold digger," she heard the voice of Siddhi, someone she had come to dislike. Yashvi turned toward her.

"I don't know about gold, but I can dig your grave right now. Should I do the honors, Ms. Birla?" Yashvi retorted. Siddhi glared at her intensely.

"I hate you so much," Siddhi spat.

"Last time I checked, even I was not in love with you," Yashvi replied in a bored tone, her gaze fixed on her nails as she gently blew on them.

Advik overheard the conversation and was about to step in when Siddhi turned toward him. As she took a step forward, she slipped on the slippery floor. Yashvi quickly reached out to support her, preventing her from falling.

"Unlike you, your stepfather's sperm, which contributed to my formation, was awesome. Hence, I can't let you fall in front of me," Yashvi stated before dusting her hands and leaving, dragging her husband with her.

"Meri biwi toh badi hot hain," he said, glancing at his wife dreamily, who chuckled upon hearing him and pinched his arm, laughing. (My wife is very hot.)

Siddhi, who saw Yashvi laughing, was filled with anger. She couldn't get the love of a father, thanks to Yashvi, and now she was here, happily married. Tears filled her eyes as she wiped them and looked at the couple before going back to her brother.

"Isn't she Yashvi dii?" Samar asked in a soft voice, glancing at Yashvi as she was leaving the shop.

Siddhi responded, "She is not your dii," and then held his hand, walking towards their car. Frustrated, Samar rubbed his face but didn't say anything to avoid hurting his sister.

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Advik looked at the door of the balcony, waiting for his wife to come and sit beside him. He dipped his legs into the small pool on the balcony. Yashvi was downstairs, sitting with everyone while he had some work, so he returned to their room.

A few minutes later, Yashvi arrived with a tray holding a glass of milk and a cup of chamomile tea. She smiled to herself upon seeing Advik leaning back, his face turned towards the moon with his eyes closed and his legs dipped in the water.

With hushed steps, she set the tray aside and settled down beside him, dipping her legs into the water too. He smiled, sensing her presence, and opened his eyes.

"I was missing you," he said, wrapping his arms around her shoulder, which made her chuckle softly.

"We were together just a few moments ago," she teased, sporting a mischievous grin, and leaned her head on his shoulder as he placed a gentle kiss on her hairline.

"Kya karu, aapse mann hi nahi bharta hai," he said with a chuckle, caressing her other cheek with his palm, causing her to lean further into him. (What can I do, I just can't get enough of you.)

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, feeling a little self-conscious.

"I just like watching you. It's comforting," he replied softly, his eyes warm with affection.

"I'm your wife, you know. Flirting won't get you very far, Mr. Smooth Talker," she said with a chuckle as she picked up her glass of milk and passed him the tea.

He laughed softly, his eyes dancing with amusement. "I can't help it. You're just too irresistible."

Yashvi rolled her eyes, but her smile gave away her true feelings. "You're lucky you're so charming."

"Charm is just one of my many talents," he said with a wink. "Kissing can be another, what do you say?" He asked with a smirk, making her breath hitch as she avoided his gaze, blushing furiously.

"Advik," she scolded, giving him a light tap on the arm. He laughed and leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on her lips, leaving her shaking her head in disbelief with a smile on her face.

"We'll deal with that later. Let's go to sleep; it's already midnight," she said, checking her phone. He nodded and placed his cup aside on the tray, along with her glass. Getting up from his seat, he headed towards the bedroom.

As he was about to enter, Yashvi shouted from behind, "Rub your feet on the doormat before coming in." He gave her a look, followed her advice, and then entered the room.

Yashvi also got up and entered the room, but her eyes closed tightly as she suddenly found herself being grabbed by Advik and gently pushed against the wall.

He spoke against her lips, 'I am going to kiss you,' as he saw her eyes opening after registering everything. His hand held her wrist against the wall as he looked into her eyes. She gulped and nodded, giving her consent. And with that, his control snapped as he passionately pressed his lips against hers. His left hand went behind her head, while his other hand pinned both of her hands against the wall above her head.

As their lips met, a rush of emotions surged through their bodies. The softness of her lips against his ignited a fire within him, urging him to deepen the kiss. Their bodies pressed against each other, the heat between them growing with each passing second. 

She freed her hand from his hold and immediately pulled him closer, wrapping her hands around his neck and head. He sucked on her lower lip and flicked his tongue over her lips, urging her to part them. She bit over his tongue before parting her lips as he shoved his tongue inside her mouth, making her moan with pleasure. Their tongue fought for dominance as he pulled her closer crushing her soft breasts against his chest. 

Yashvi threw her hands around his neck, pulling him closer to herself. His tongue poked hers making her moan in pleasure.

She twisted his hair gently as his hand went behind her back, drawing random patterns on them. He  Biting a little at her lower lip, he pulled out of kiss, breathing heavily.

After a few second, she again pulled him into a gentle kiss, just nibbling, sucking and licking his lips which made him smile as he too reciprocated by sucking and nibbling over her upper lip.

Eventually, they reluctantly broke the kiss, their chests heaving with anticipation. Their eyes locked, conveying a silent understanding of the unspoken desire that still lingered between them.

She looked at him with a flushed face, her chest heaving with anticipation as she gently pulled away from him. Her disheveled hair and swollen lips made her a sight to behold.

He looked at her for a few seconds before pecking her lips slightly, making her gulp as his kisses travelled from her lips to her throat as he gently kissed it before licking it and then bit, making her wince.

"Advik." She moaned, closing her eyes as she felt him leaving wet kisses, biting over there and then licking them.

He took a deep breath, pulling himself away as he looked at her face. She was breathing through her mouth. He licked his lips lightly and then nuzzled her neck, inhaling deeply before pulling away.

After pecking her forehead lightly, he quickly rushed to the bathroom, closing the door with a thud. Yashvi hid her face in her hands, squealing, laughing, and blushing to herself before walking over to the mirror. Her eyes widened as she looked at her swollen lips, disheveled hair, and neck adorned with more than four love bites. She closed her eyes, giggling to herself, feeling the warmth on her face before heading to the closet to change her clothes.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Advik couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he continuously rubbed his lips. He couldn't help but laugh to himself, clenching his fists and kicking in the air with excitement, relishing the memory of the closest proximity he had ever shared with his wife. The sweet scent of roses lingered in his senses, and he couldn't resist biting his lips, shyly smiling as he gazed at his reflection in the mirror. His lips were slightly swollen, a reminder of the passionate moment they had shared, and he could still feel the lingering touch of her strawberry lip balm.

"Get a grip on yourself, Advik. It was just a kiss," he scolded himself when he felt himself tightening against his joggers. 

After coming outside, she noticed her husband sleeping on the left side of the bed. Blushing, she made her way towards the right side. As soon as she switched off the lights, her husband pulled her into his arms, gently caressing her hair.

"Sleep," he whispered against her forehead before giving it a peck, and they both drifted into a peaceful slumber, with smiles etched on their lips. They were falling deeply in love with each other, and the most beautiful part was that there was no denial from either side—just acceptance, love, and loyalty.

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They kissed again but this time, they dived deeper. It was so tough to write it as I couldn't review it at any site because it was explicit according to AI-_-

Men who reacts goofily after kissing>>>>>>>>>>>

Thankyou<3