Author: AAYU

Vansh’s POV: The car ride was silent and I took this time to properly look at Riddhima. She was wearing a modest light blue dress that suited her well. She was looking beautiful and my grandmother’s ring fit perfectly on her slender finger. I sighed as I thought about Aahan. That sneaky little brat had skillfully avoided going to this dinner and then had the audacity to give me a thumbs up when we were heading out the door. I was going to make sure that Angre would be extra tough on him in their next practice session.…

6. Riddhima’s POV: I sighed as I folded my yoga mat. It had been two weeks since I was living with Vansh and Aahan. My room was next to Aahan’s and Vansh’s room was just across the corridor from our rooms. Aahan was very happy when he came to know that I was going to marry his father though the real reason behind this marriage was kept hidden from him. He was excited at the prospect of me becoming his new mommy. I had tears in my eyes when the first time he had called me ‘mommy’. He had…

5. Riddhima’s POV: Three weeks. It has been three weeks since the whole Aahan’s kidnapping incident and my life has gone back to normal. The starting days were very difficult for me. I was always attentive and used to get hyper at small things but now I am easing into my routine. Today after spending my whole day with Vansh, on the project work, Aahan and then my NGO students, I was very exhausted. I planned on having a light dinner, taking a long bath and sleeping peacefully. After eating and enjoying a half an hour of bath, I lay…

4. Riddhima’s POV: My eyelids felt heavy as I tried to open them. My whole body ached as though I was run over by a truck. I took five deep breaths to summon all my strength and opened them. The first thing I saw was the blank white ceiling. I stared at the ceiling while trying to understand where exactly I was. The ceiling in my room was a light peach color so I was definitely not in my room. I saw some movement in the periphery of my vision and slightly turned my head to the right…

3. Vansh’s POV: I sat on the chair beside the bed where Aahan was sleeping. I stared at the rhythmic rise and fall of his small chest as thoughts about him plagued my mind. He was conceived at one of the boring family functions when I had too much to drink and ended up in bed with Ragini, one of the family friends’ daughter. She had come whining about her pregnancy after three months. I almost doubted that the baby was mine but the DNA test confirmed it and I was compelled to marry Ragini as my family…

2. Riddhima’s POV: 3 Months Later…   It has been three months since I started the tuitions of Aahan. He is an amazing boy and I have grown very fond of him. We had communication troubles in the beginning. He was a bit insecure and lost when I first met him. I came to learn with time that he was abandoned by his birth mother when he was six months old and that had left a deep impact in his life. The bullying that he suffered at the hands of his classmates resulted in his low self confidence and…

1. Riddhima’a POV: As soon as the last lecture ended for the day, our batch mentor Mr. John entered the class. “Students, I am happy to announce that you have all six months left before you will be holding your precious degrees.” He stated in an enthusiastic voice even though the students openly grunted their disapproval at being held behind even after the official hours were finished. “Now, I want you all to listen up carefully.” He stated in a no nonsense voice with his seriousness quiet evident in his tone. “For the next six months, you…

Hello Everyone, I wanted to write a fanfiction centering Vansh and Riddhima. The location of the story will be Chicago, Italy and India. Hope you all like it! ****************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Description: Vansh Raisinghania is a 29 year old tough man. His family has been living in Italy for generations. He is a man of few words and has the innate tendency to ignore people and act as if they don’t exist. He loves his son Aahan Raisinghania and respects his father Adarsh Raisinghania. Riddhima Shah is a typical Indian girl. At the age of 23, she is on the verge of…

Zoya peeked from under her lashes and saw the smiling faces of the Council. She knew that their consent sealed her fate. She made a move to go towards the Black Hawk pack side of the hall but her movements were impeded when Arman pressed his hand into her back with more force than was required. She hissed in pain as her shirt stuck to her freshly opened wounds making her flesh burn. She was sure that he felt the wetness of her blood on his palm. Aditya’s eyes were glued to Zoya from the moment of her arrival.…