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Chapter # 01

Title: “Pehli Baar Ishq Hua”

Raman and Ishita had been married for months now—contractually, yes—but slowly, silently, love had tiptoed into their lives. The walls they had built around themselves were gently crumbling. They shared stolen glances, quiet concern, subtle smiles… and yet, neither had dared to speak aloud what their hearts had already accepted.

They were falling in love.

But neither had confessed.

Still, Ishita began to notice a change in herself—especially when Raman was close. The way his voice dropped when he called her name. The strength in his arms when he reached out instinctively to protect her. The way her breath caught when his fingers brushed hers accidentally.

It was the first time in her life she felt this magnetic, physical pull toward a man. And it terrified her. She wasn’t used to desire. Especially not this kind—intense, confusing, and utterly consuming.

Naturally shy, Ishita would look away when their eyes met for too long. Her cheeks would flush when Raman unknowingly walked out of the bathroom shirtless. Her heart would race when he stood too close.

But then… everything changed when Subbu came back.

Scene: Bhalla House

Subbu stood in front of Ishita, a mess of regret and longing.

“Ishita… I made a terrible mistake leaving you. I divorced my wife. I still love you. Come back to me. We can start over.”

Ishita’s world spun.

“What…? Subbu, what are you saying? I'm married—”

“To a man who doesn't even love you?” Subbu pressed. “You deserve more. A real marriage. Not a compromise.”

Raman had overheard part of their conversation—just enough to hear: “Come back to me… I still love you…”

He turned away.

Scene: Later That Day

Raman avoided Ishita the whole evening. Cold. Distant. She finally confronted him.

“You’ve been ignoring me. What’s wrong?”

He laughed bitterly. “Why ask me, Ishita? Your Subbu is back, isn’t he? You didn’t even take a second to hear him out. Maybe you never got over him.”

Her eyes widened in hurt. “You think I want to go back to Subbu?”

“Why wouldn’t you? Ours was just a contract after all.”

Her voice cracked. “You really think that’s all this is to me?”

He turned his face, hiding the pain he didn’t know how to express.

Ishita walked away, shattered.

Scene: Iyer House – That Night

Vandu akka and Mihika noticed her silence. They pulled her aside.

“Ishu,” Vandu said gently, “why are you letting this misunderstanding fester? You and Raman… you two love each other. Anyone can see that.”

“But he doesn’t trust me,” Ishita whispered, her eyes moist.

“Maybe he’s scared to admit what he feels,” Mihika said. “Men hide it better. But Ishu… sometimes love isn’t just in words. Sometimes, it’s in how we love.”

Vandu added softly, “There’s nothing wrong in physical love, Ishu. It’s not shameful. When it’s with someone you love… it’s beautiful. Natural.”

Ishita stayed quiet, their words swirling in her heart. That night, lying in bed, her fingers trembled slightly as she traced the pillow where Raman’s head would rest.

“I’ve waited long enough,” she whispered. “Tonight… I’ll show him.”

To Be Continued....

Scene: Raman & Ishita’s Room – Midnight

Raman was sitting by the window, lost in thought, when Ishita entered—wearing a soft maroon saree, her hair open, a quiet resolve in her eyes.

He looked up. “Ishita—”

She came closer, cutting him off with her gaze. “I need to say something.”

She stood in front of him, heart racing. “Subbu is my past. Dead and buried. I didn’t even entertain the thought of going back to him. But you… you hurt me, Raman. You doubted us.”

“Ishu, I—”

“No,” she said, softly placing her hand on his chest. “Let me finish.”

She took a deep breath. “You’re the first man I’ve ever felt this way about. You’ve made me laugh, cry, scream… live. I can’t hide it anymore. I love you. And I want you. Only you.”

Raman’s breath caught.

Before he could respond, she leaned in, pressing her lips softly against his—tentatively, yet with all her heart.

That single kiss melted everything—their distance, pain, confusion.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’ve never been with anyone, Raman. Never even imagined physical love this way. But with you… I want to feel everything.”

He held her face in his hands, eyes full of emotion. “You love me?”

She nodded. “Madly.”

“I love you too, Ishita. I’ve been a coward. But no more.”

And then, wordlessly, their lips met again—this time with urgency, with hunger, with years of suppressed longing finally set free.

That night, their souls spoke in silence, their bodies entwined in passion and tenderness. For the first time, Ishita gave herself completely—to the man she had once called a stranger, and now, her everything.

Morning After:

Wrapped in his arms, Ishita looked up at him, glowing.

“You’re the only man I’ve ever touched. Ever wanted.”

Raman kissed her forehead. “And you’re my everything, Ishita. In every way.”

As the sun rose outside, so did a new chapter in their love story—not a contract, not a compromise, but true, unbreakable love.

***End of Chapter 01***

To Be Continued....

Chapter # 02

Title: “Forever Begins Now”
Continuation from the night of love and confessions.

Scene: Bhalla House – Morning

Sunlight danced through the curtains as Ishita slowly woke in Raman’s arms. For a moment, she just watched him sleep—peaceful, strong, hers. A soft smile curved her lips.

Raman stirred, blinking awake. Their eyes met.

“Good morning, Mrs. Bhalla,” he murmured, voice husky.

Her cheeks warmed, but this time, she didn’t look away. “Good morning… Mr. Bhalla.”

He kissed her temple gently. “I still can’t believe last night was real.”

“It was,” she whispered. “Every moment. Every word.”

Raman pulled her close. “No more hiding. No more distance. I love you, Ishita. Nothing—no one—comes between us now.”

She nodded against his chest. “We’re one now. In every way.”

They stayed in bed a little longer, wrapped in silence, hearts full.

Scene: Later That Day – Outside the Bhalla House

Subbu stood at the gate, hesitant. He had come to try again, to plead… but this time, he found the gate already guarded by fierce protectors: Mihika and Vandu.

“Subbu,” Vandu said coldly, arms crossed. “What are you doing here?”

“I just want to talk to Ishita. One last time.”

“No need,” Mihika shot back. “She’s already chosen. And it’s not you.”

“I made a mistake,” Subbu pleaded. “I thought if I showed her I still loved her—”

“You lost that right the moment you abandoned her,” Vandu cut in. “Now you want to show up after hurting your own wife too? You don’t love Ishita. You’re just regretting your own choices.”

Before he could say more, Raman appeared behind them, calm but commanding.

“She’s not yours to ask for,” he said firmly. “And just so we’re clear—she was never yours to come back to.”

Subbu looked down, ashamed.

“I loved her,” he said quietly.

“But you didn’t fight for her,” Raman replied. “I did.”

Just then, Ishita stepped out, poised, radiant. “You were part of my past, Subbu. A chapter that’s over. I don’t hate you. But I don’t want anything from you either.”

Her gaze was steady. “I’ve moved on. I’ve found love. And this time, it’s real.”

Subbu gave a slight nod, broken. “I’m sorry, Ishita. For everything.”

And with that, he turned and walked away—finally letting her go.

Scene: Bhalla Bedroom – That Night

Ishita lit a small diya and placed it by the window. Raman walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“What’s the diya for?” he asked.

She leaned into him. “For a new beginning. Our real beginning.”

Raman smiled, turning her gently to face him. “Then let’s make a few more memories, Mrs. Bhalla.”

They laughed, kissed, and fell back onto the bed, tangled in warmth and love. This time, no misunderstandings, no past, no contracts—just two souls choosing each other, again and again.

***End of Chapter 02***

To Be Continued...

Chapter #03

Title: “Shimla Mein Ishq”

After a year of marriage—of misunderstandings, growing affection, silent care, and one unforgettable night of true union—Ishita and Raman finally left behind the chaos of Delhi for their long-awaited honeymoon in Shimla.

Shimla’s cool breeze, snow-dusted rooftops, and misty mornings became the perfect backdrop for a new chapter in their love story.

Scene: Honeymoon Suite, Shimla

Wrapped in a maroon shawl, Ishita stood by the window watching the snowfall when Raman came up behind her, sliding his arms around her waist.

“Thinking of me?” he teased softly, his breath warm against her ear.

She smiled. “Always.”

He turned her gently, brushing the hair from her cheek. “Good. Because I can’t get enough of you.”

Their lips met in a slow, heated kiss that deepened as he lifted her into his arms, carrying her to their bed. The snowy world outside faded as inside, passion bloomed again.

Their honeymoon became a string of intimate moments—long walks hand in hand through pine forests, whispered confessions over candlelight dinners, and stolen kisses behind misted windows.

Ishita had never known love like this—so deep, so consuming. And with every time they made love, her heart surrendered further, completely, to Raman.

Scene: Shimla Mall Road Café – A Twist of Fate

But not far away, two unexpected visitors had arrived in Shimla—Shagun and Ashok.

Seated at a luxury café, Shagun’s eyes widened when she spotted Raman and Ishita through the window—laughing, holding hands, lost in their own world.

“That’s Raman! With her?” she snapped.

Ashok glanced up and froze. His jaw tightened—not with anger, but awe.

“That’s Ishita?” he murmured. “She’s… stunning. Elegant. So graceful. And she’s a reputed doctor, you say?”

Shagun hissed, “Don’t get ideas. She’s not like me.”

Ashok smirked. “Exactly.”

Jealousy flared in Shagun’s eyes as she saw Raman tuck a strand of hair behind Ishita’s ear and lean in close, whispering something that made her blush. The same Raman who once ignored Shagun now worshipped Ishita with his eyes, his voice, his every touch.

Scene: Vandu Akka’s Call – Ishita’s Confession

Back at the resort, one evening after another passionate night with Raman, Ishita sat wrapped in a blanket, unable to stop smiling. She dialed her sister, Vandu.

“Akka… is it normal to feel this overwhelmed?” she whispered shyly. “I just… every time he touches me, I feel like I’m melting. I want to be near him all the time. It’s like… I’ve lost myself in him.”

Vandu smiled warmly. “Ishu, what you’ve found is rare. Most people get married, but very few find what you have—deep, true love. Physical attraction becomes something else when there’s love. That intensity you feel? That ache? It’s because you’re not just in love—you belong to him now, in heart, body, and soul.”

Ishita’s eyes brimmed. “I never thought I’d feel something so powerful.”

Vandu chuckled. “Enjoy it, Ishu. This kind of love is a blessing.”

Scene: Iyer House, Delhi – Overheard Joy

Unknown to Ishita, her mother Madhu had walked past the room while she was on the call and heard everything. Her eyes filled with happy tears.

“My Ishu… finally opened up,” she whispered to herself.

She didn’t waste a second—she grabbed her phone and called Toshi Bhalla.

“Toshi ji! Badayi ho! Ishu aur Raman finally… mil gaye! They consummated their marriage! After one full year!”

Toshi squealed. “Hai rabba! Sach? Waheguru di kirpa hai!”

The two mothers laughed, cried, and immediately lit diyas at their home mandirs, praying for the couple’s happiness and protection from all evil.

***End Of Chapter 03***

To Be Continued...

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Chapter #04

Title: “Ishq Ka Imtihaan”
Shimla's romance turns stormy, but love only burns brighter under pressure.

Scene: Next Day – Luxury Hotel Lounge

Shagun couldn’t take it anymore. Watching Raman pamper Ishita, watching him laugh—something he barely did when he was with her—felt like a dagger in her ego.

She stormed over to their table while Ishita was sipping hot chocolate, her cheeks glowing from the cold and Raman’s teasing.

“Oh wow,” Shagun said sarcastically, arms crossed. “You two really are enjoying this fake marriage, huh?”

Raman’s expression froze. Ishita blinked in surprise.

“Shagun?” Ishita said, stunned.

But before she could stand, Raman’s voice cut through the air.

“This marriage isn’t fake,” he growled. “Unlike the one I had with you.”

Shagun scoffed. “Don’t pretend like you’re in love, Raman. You’ll get bored. You always do.”

Ishita’s face dropped. She looked away, deeply hurt.

But Raman stood and stepped in front of her protectively. “Don’t you dare insult my wife again. Ishita is everything you could never be—strong, educated, selfless. And guess what? I didn’t have to beg for her love. She gave it freely. She loves me for who I am—not for my money or name.”

People in the lounge turned to look.

Shagun flushed with humiliation and stormed away.

Scene: Hotel Terrace – Later

Ashok approached Ishita when she was alone, gazing at the mountains.

“Beautiful view,” he said smoothly. “Though not half as captivating as you, Dr. Bhalla.”

Ishita stiffened. “Excuse me?”

“I’m just saying… you’re quite different from Shagun. Brains, elegance, integrity. You could have done so much better than Raman.”

Ishita turned, her eyes sharp. “You’re right. I am different from Shagun. Which is why I’d never be interested in a man like you.”

Ashok smirked, not expecting that.

“And for the record,” she added, “I did do better. I found Raman.”

She walked away before he could say another word.

But Ashok wasn’t done.

Scene: The Next Day – Public Event in Shimla

The hotel was hosting a cultural evening. Raman and Ishita were invited as guests of honor, being celebrated as a “modern love story.” Media, tourists, and elite guests were present.

Just as they were called on stage, Ashok deliberately whispered something to a local reporter.

Minutes later, a reporter stood and asked loudly:

“Mrs. Bhalla, some say you married Mr. Raman Bhalla for name and reputation, and you’ve used your image as a dentist to elevate your social standing. Any comment?”

Gasps. Ishita froze, visibly shocked. Her hands trembled.

Before she could speak, Raman grabbed the mic.

“ENOUGH!”

He stepped forward, furious.

“I will not tolerate a single word against my wife. Ishita earned everything she has. She didn’t marry me for a name—she gave my name its dignity back.”

He turned to the press. “You want a headline? Print this: Dr. Ishita Bhalla is the pride of my life. And anyone who tries to drag her down—friend, ex, or stranger—will answer to me.”

He took Ishita’s hand, helping her down the stage, ignoring the stunned silence behind them.

Scene: Honeymoon Suite – That Night

Ishita sat on the bed, tears in her eyes—not of sadness, but overwhelming love.

“You didn’t need to do all that…” she whispered.

“I did,” Raman said, kneeling before her. “Because you’ve stood up for me a hundred times. Let me stand for you now.”

She cupped his face. “Every time I think I can’t love you more… you prove me wrong.”

He smiled. “Then let me keep proving it. For the rest of our lives.”

They kissed, long and deep, before sinking into each other’s arms once again, hearts and bodies entwined—this time not just with passion, but with unbreakable trust.

***End Of Chapter 04***

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