Yashvi looked around and then at her mother-in-law before getting up and walking towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Advik asked as he dashed into her. She gave him a look that immediately silenced him.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to the office. I need my odhana," she said as he held her hand. He clenched his fist, anger welling up inside him, but he didn't react.

"I need my phone too. You stay here. I'll bring your odhana as well," he said, rubbing his temple, and walked away without looking back at her. She fumed in anger and went to sit beside Adya, who gave her a big smile.

"Where's Aashi? Isn't she coming?" Yashvi asked with a frown, looking at Adya.

"She'll be here later. There's a parent-teacher meeting at Aarush's school," Adya replied in a hushed tone, her attention returning to her phone.

A while later, Advik returned with her chunri and a safety pin, passing them to her.

She thanked him and got up, walking towards a pillar in the corner where she started draping it. It was an extremely heavy silk red chunri adorned with gota and gold threads and had been a gift from her in-laws before her marriage.

Advik saw her struggling and stood up, walking towards her.

"Let me," he whispered softly, taking the chunri from her and folding it before draping it over her right shoulder and fastening it with a pin. He draped the other end around her head and smiled to himself, gently pecking her forehead.

Yashvi bit her lip, trying to control the rush of emotions, and then proceeded towards the living room where the pooja was organized.

Advik sat beside her, his face devoid of emotions. Her silent treatment was taking a toll on him, even in just a single night. He wasn't sure how long this indifference would last. He stole a glance at her; she was listening to Adya, her face adorned with a forced smile as she kept her gaze forward.

He sighed, a heavy, sad sigh, which did not escape her notice, and in return, she shot him a disapproving glare for making a sound. 

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"Happy Birthday, Maa." Aabha Kansal, the only daughter of Abhinandan and Yashodara and Advik's aunt, joyfully announced as she entered the house.

Aabha Kansal was a famous writer and was married to her high school sweetheart, Manish Kansal, who was the owner of a food processing company specializing in frozen food, packaged food, and Indian masalas. They were among the top leaders in their respective fields.

Yashodara smiled broadly, hugging her daughter close as she planted several kisses on her forehead. Aabha laughed, pulling away from the embrace and leaving a loud kiss on her mother's cheeks.

Aabha warmly greeted everyone, but her eyes eventually landed on Yashvi. Sensing the attention on her, Yashvi tried to step back, but Aabha embraced her tightly, gently kissing her forehead.

"Daughters have a special place in the heart," Aabha softly whispered. She glanced at Advik, who was looking at his wife with an expression like a lost puppy, making her chuckle.

"You are so beautiful. How did my nephew even get married to you?" Aabha asked, eliciting chuckles from everyone. Advik rubbed his neck, smiling sheepishly, while Yashvi simply smiled, enjoying the warmth emanating from Aabha.

"Where is Manish?" Alok inquired, scanning the room.

"He's coming with my things," Aabha replied, grinning at her elder brother, who shot her a playful look.

A little while later, her husband arrived with a staff member who was wheeling a trolley bag. Manish himself carried a ladies' tote bag. Yashvi couldn't help but chuckle at this sight.

Manish greeted everyone cheerfully, savoring the attention he was receiving as the Jamai Sa.

Yashvi left the area and made her way to the kitchen, with her husband and his siblings in tow. Advik had even brought his younger brothers and sister along.

"What's going on?" Yashvi asked, perplexed by the sudden group of people following her. They exchanged glances and then looked at their elder brother, who seemed to be avoiding eye contact and quickly called for the helpers.

"Is the tea ready?" Yashvi asked the cook, keeping her anger in check as the four siblings loitered around her.

"If you guys have so much free time, you can help me set the plate," she said, her glare focusing on Advik. 

Advik immediately nodded, taking extra care as he arranged ceramic casserole dishes filled with mini idlis on a serving tray. Behind them were three bowls of various chutneys - tomato, coconut, and mint. He knew he needed to be meticulous; one mistake could result in the tray being hurled at his own head.

Yashvi continued to plate the halwa in bowls and then left the kitchen.

"What have you done? Bhabhi is angry with you," Adya asked her brother, giving him a disapproving look, before getting back to plating other snacks.

"You're witnessing a live movie, Side Effects of Marriage, starring Mr. and Mrs. Advik Mehrotra," Adarsh said, chuckling as he grabbed a piping hot mixed pakoda and popped it in his mouth, then screamed loudly.

"Shut up," Advik responded, leaving the kitchen with a sad pout. He still hadn't managed to get Yashvi's attention.

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He entered the hall and saw his wife engaged in a conversation with his aunt, who was enjoying the halwa. On the central table, an array of food was laid out as the helpers prepared plates to serve everyone. There were various snacks, such as different types of pakodas, mini idlis, sandwiches, croissants, stuffed mushrooms, along with tea and coffee. Another person was preparing freshly made raj kachoris, Manish's favorite and passing them around to the guests.

Advik took a seat beside his wife, which prompted a teasing comment from his aunt. 

"Can't stay away from your wife, can you?" Aabha playfully teased the couple, causing the younger family members to snicker. Advik shot them a pointed look before helping himself to the halwa.

"Well, you people married us off, so naturally, I can't leave without her," he responded, glancing at his wife, who was quietly enjoying her halwa. While her reaction was subdued, the faint pinkness on her neck and cheeks gave away her true feelings.

"Congratulations, Advik. I heard that the metro construction project was given to Mehrotras," said Manish, taking a bite of his kachori and moaning in delight.

"Thank you, Fufaji," Advik replied with a smile. He accepted a plate of raj kachori from the helper and handed it to his wife. Yashvi looked at him, then at the plate, and after a brief moment, she took it. She had an unabashed love for food and didn't hesitate to enjoy it.

He chuckled, rolling up the sleeves of his vermilion kurta and pouring some tea for her, then passing it to her. She hesitated for a moment, glancing around, then took the tea. He smiled and poured himself a cup.

Yashvi rolled her eyes before instructing a helper to bring him a plate of snacks. She knew he couldn't enjoy milk tea without some side snacks. Advik beamed when the helper delivered the plate, and he merrily dug into the snacks.

"Bhabhi, do you know Bua had a love marriage? It's like she had those two famous tropes from romance books, enemies to lovers and brother's best friend," Adya excitedly shared, swatting her brother away and sitting beside her sister-in-law.

"Really?" Yashvi asked, her eyes wide with surprise. She glanced around the living room and saw everyone nodding.

"Yeah. And I liked her from the start, but it was her who disliked me," Manish said with a chuckle, reminiscing about the old days, while Aabha rolled her eyes.

"Your behavior was like a boy who liked a girl, so you pulled her hair and disturbed her," Aabha said, giving him a stern look, her nostrils flared.

"It was you who was blind. Everyone around knew I liked you," Manish retorted, rolling his eyes.

"You both need a chance to fight, don't you?" Aakash chimed in, shaking his head. The couple immediately went silent, glaring at each other.

"Yes, Bhabhi, and then they fell in love, got married, and now have two monkeys of their own," Advait said with a chuckle.

"Don't call my grandkids monkeys," Yashodara scolded, glaring at her grandson, who immediately nodded, a little scared.

Yashvi chuckled lightly, her mood shifting. She loved being a part of this family. Advik finally had a genuine smile on his face, looking at his wife's happy face.

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In the evening, Yashvi entered her room to get ready. She could hear the slight sounds of splattering water, realizing he was taking a shower. Opening her jewelry, she placed it on the dressing table. As she arranged her things, she glanced at the door, where he stood in his white bathrobe.

Ignoring him, she felt the tension between them tighten her chest. She didn't know what to say to him. Yashvi always found it challenging to express her emotions and talk things out. She was a complicated person who needed time to sort through her feelings.

She wasn't exactly angry anymore. Her anger had faded. Yashvi understood that people weren't perfect, and neither was Advik. He didn't understand the politics between employees, the taunts she faced because she was his wife. Her individuality seemed to be forgotten, overshadowed by the fact that she was the wife of the CEO and the daughter-in-law of the Mehrotras. But before all that, she was Yashvi, a brilliant woman who had cracked one of India's toughest exams at the age of 16, a high IQ individual, and a highly successful robotics engineer.

"What happened?" she asked, seeing him pick up his phone and curse under his breath.

"The gift I had planned to give Dadi still hasn't been delivered," he said awkwardly. He was prepared for another of her taunts.

"It's fine. I've prepared a gift for her from us," she said as she opened the pin of her saree. Then she turned her back to him, silently asking him to unzip her blouse. He walked over and began to slowly unzip her blouse.

"Do you know I love you, right?" he asked, his heart racing. She looked at him before removing her mules and setting them aside.

"I know, Advik. I won't ever doubt your love for me. Please give me some time," she said, simply, as she moved towards the closet, opening her saree and keeping it in the laundry basket. Then she looked at him. He gathered his clothes and left, closing the door behind him.

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She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, and then opened the door, walking towards him. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. She bit her lip, her insides churning with a desire to feel close to him.

"What happened?" He asked, his ear turning red as he gulped. She was wearing nothing except her underskirt and blouse, which had loosened due to the open zip. Her eyes moved from his clean-shaven chest to his abs and biceps before settling on his plump lips.

She nodded in no before pulling him on the bed and slamming her lips onto his, taking him in a kiss, her hands tracing from his neck to his chest and settling on his abs. He whimpered as she bit his lips harshly and placed his hands on her back, unsnapping the hook of her bra.

"You know you're angry, right?" He rasped out, his breathing heavy as she pulled out of the kiss.

"I hate you for making me feel so insatiable," She breathed out, biting harshly over his nibble making him groan. His fingers dug in her skin as she rolled her tongue over his collar bone, harshly biting and then soothing it with a tongue.

"Yashvi, its not right," He whispered huskily, breathing through his mouth as he l hooked at her flushed face and swollen lips. 

He didn't wanted their disagreement to end with intimacy.

"I don't care;" She whispered, taking his mouth in another kiss. Not being able to control himself, he swapped their positions, taking the lead as he shoved his tongue inside her mouth, kissing her deeply. He was craving for her since yesterday and when she is willingly kissing him, he can't just push her away.  

He sat by the headboard breaking the kiss and looked at her. She was breathing heavily and her eyes were closed.

She sat upright, climbing over his lap as she sat over his erection, letting their cores brush.

"Yashvi. You are angry," He rasped out breathing heavily as his eyes darkened with desire looking at her. As she quickly opened her blouse and bra, throwing them away.

"Just shut up." She said before her hand went to the back of his neck and she pushed his mouth over her erected bud. His erection was digging her clothed core making her shiver. 

The wetness pooled between her legs as he bit her erected bud. She rubbed her core over his erection moaning out loud. The intense desire taking a toll over her.

"Don't," He darkly whispered, pulling his mouth away from her breast and holding her hips firmly. He bit harshly over her lower lip before bending down and licking her other breast. His other hand palmed her right breast, pinching the bud between his thumb and forefinger making her whimper.

He pushed her on the bed, climbing over her as his hand played with the strings holding her underskirt. He said nothing and nuzzled her neck. Spotting her soft spot, he gently kissed her before licking it and biting over it. She moaned his name loudly, her fingers tugging his hair.

"Lets stop here before we loose control," He whispered, taking a deep breath and pulling himself away from her before kissing her forehead. She melted quickly with that kiss.

"No," She whispered pulling him by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him lightly. 

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, looking at her.

"I feel weird down there. Do something," She said, biting over her lips. His heartbeat rose as he looked into her dark brown eyes. He tugged at her hair, kissing her harshly before he trailed kissed down her throat moving down to the valley between her breasts.

He held her hips before looking into her eyes. She nodded, the ache beneath taking a toll over her. He sucked over her breasts, biting and nibbling all along as his other hand massaged her breast. She was whimpering softly underneath him. His hand moved from her hips to her hand, entwining their finger together before keeping it on the bed. 

"I know. I feel the same," he said softly, trying to control the desire building within him and looked at her.

She was indeed a mess, a mess he had reduced her to, and still the most beautiful in his eyes.

"I don't want our fights and disagreements to end just because we had sex. I want us to talk it out. Please understand," he whispered, keeping his forehead against hers, looking directly into her eyes.

She looked at him and nodded, taking a deep breath. 

He smiled lightly, pecking her lips and moving down again, trailing kisses and hickeys all along her throat. 

"They are so perfect," He whispered looking at her breasts as he cupped them making her moan. She closed her eyes, feeling him massaging her breasts softly and harshly at the same time. They seemed to fit right into his hands.

He kissed her navel, his hands still on her breasts when he cursed out loud. She had palmed his erection.

"Yashvi," He rasped out, throwing his head back. She smirked, liking the way he was at her mercy and gently moved her palm against his clothed erection. He gritted him teeth, jaw clenched as he harshly pressed her breasts making her scream. 

He smirked lightly. She glared him before moving her hand towards his abs and climbing over him. His hold on her breasts loosened as he looked at her dark face. She gently kissed his abs, her hands drawing circles over his back as she carefully adjusted herself over him.

"Bhai, Bhabhi," they heard the voice of Adya who was knocking at the door. Yashvi's eyes widened as she pushed herself away from him and picked her blouse from the floor before running towards the bathroom.

He looked at her, shocked with his mouth hanging open. She never really failed to surprise him. He looked down at himself, feeling all the excitement fading away. He took his bathrobe, wearing it over and corrected his hair, then moved towards the door.

"What the hell do you need, Adya?" Advik grumbled, opening the door.

"Kabir Bhai, Shrey Bhai, Lakshay Bhai, and Bhabhi's family are here. How much more time?" She asked, tapping on the wall boredly before her eyes went to her brother.

"Give us half an hour. She is taking a shower," he said, making her nod. She smirked and glanced at him before leaving. He shook his head and moved back to his room.

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Things heated up a little. Before, the book was supposed to end by 30 chapters but I think it will only take around 25 chapters. I want to get done with it soon so that I can temporarily leave this platform.

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