Childish RIVAN
Heyyy hiiiiiii mayawiyans .....
Enioy the chapter??????
Agar Mai bolun target update nahi karna toh kya aplog try b nahi karoge??????
Tumlog sharati hi acche ho yaar
Anyway no target for next chapter
Ab toh ek chapter meri marzi se ayega???????
___________________
RIVAN leaned forward.
"Shuuu..."
A huge grin appeared on RIVAN's face.
Reyansh frowned.
Very deeply.
Then RIVAN winked.
Actually winked.
Dead silence.
Reyansh stared.
A huge smile spread across his face.
Then
To Reyansh's absolute horror
RIVAN started blushing.
Actually blushing.
A grown man.
A feared businessman.
Blushing.
"Ummmm..."
Reyansh immediately became suspicious.
"No."
RIVAN blinked.
"What?"
RIVAN gasped dramatically.
RIVAN smiled brightly.
Reyansh felt danger.
Immediate danger.
RIVAN pointed randomly.
"That."
Reyansh stared.
For several seconds.
Then sighed.
"Let's do what?"
The smile on RIVAN's face somehow became even bigger.
Which was honestly terrifying.
Then he patted the bed beside him.
"Come."
"No."
"Come."
"No."
"Come."
"No."
The argument lasted exactly ten seconds.
Then suddenly
RIVAN got off the bed.
And walked toward him.
Reyansh immediately stepped backward.
"Why are you walking toward me?"
No answer.
Only smiling.
A lot of smiling.
Far too much smiling.
Then before Reyansh could react
RIVAN grabbed the first button of his shirt.
And started unbuttoning it.
The room exploded.
Reyansh practically jumped three feet into the air.
RIVAN looked confused.
Another button opened.
Reyansh nearly suffered cardiac arrest.
Another button.
"RIVAN!"
Another button.
"MAIN GOLI MAAR DUNGA!"
RIVAN ignored every threat.
Looking completely focused on his mission.
Meanwhile Reyansh was having a full existential crisis.
Silence.
The world stopped.
Time stopped.
Reality stopped.
Even the fan seemed to stop rotating.
Reyansh froze.
Slowly.
Very slowly.
He turned his head.
"What?"
RIVAN smiled innocently.
"We are couples."
The confidence in his voice was honestly offensive.
Looking extremely proud of himself.
As if he had accomplished something important.
Meanwhile Reyansh looked at the ceiling.
Then at the floor.
Then at the ceiling again.
Searching for patience.
Finding none.
"Fuck."
RIVAN smiled.
"Hmmm."
The scream echoed through the entire floor.
Outside the room
Aradhya stopped walking.
Payal froze.
Rudraksh looked up from his phone.
The siblings exchanged glances.
Then immediately ran toward the room.
The door burst open.
And what they saw nearly killed them.
A shirtless Reyansh.
A traumatized Reyansh.
Half-open buttons.
And complete chaos.
For three seconds nobody spoke.
Then Aradhya pointed.
"Oh my God."
Payal covered her mouth.
Rudraksh immediately turned around.
Meanwhile Reyansh looked ready to commit multiple murders.
Aradhya nodded seriously.
RIVAN suddenly waved.
The siblings lost control.
Laughter erupted instantly.
RIVAN smiled proudly.
Completely unaware that he had just created a memory that would haunt Reyansh for the rest of his life.
And somewhere deep inside his drunken brain
He genuinely thought he had done nothing wrong.
RIVAN continued.
"You know..."
He wiggled his eyebrows.
The room became so quiet that even the air felt uncomfortable.
Then
A slipper hit RIVAN directly on the forehead.
THAK.
"Ouch."
"You motherfucker."
"Ouch."
"I am not your fucking wife."
"Ouch."
Another pillow landed.
"Ouch."
RIVAN rubbed his forehead dramatically.
"Violence."
"I'll show you violence."
RIVAN blinked.
Then suddenly looked confused.
Genuinely confused.
His eyebrows pulled together.
His face became serious.
"Then who are you?"
The question was so sincere that Reyansh almost suffered a brain malfunction.
"What?"
"If you're not my wife."
RIVAN tilted his head.
"Then who are you?"
Reyansh stared.
Then stared harder.
Then decided life wasn't worth living anymore.
"No one."
The answer came immediately.
"I am no one."
"Oh."
RIVAN nodded.
As if that made complete sense.
Then he flopped back onto the mattress.
Satisfied.
Meanwhile Reyansh walked toward the door.
He was done.
Completely done.
He opened the door.
Stepped outside.
And without turning back said,
"Sleep."
"Hmmm."
"And don't die."
"Hmmm."
"And don't call me wife."
A pause followed.
Then
"Okay wife."
The door slammed shut.
Hard.
Very hard.
Inside the room, RIVAN stared at the ceiling.
The drunken smile slowly faded.
The room became quiet.
For a few moments he simply lay there.
Alone.
The laughter was gone.
The teasing was gone.
Only silence remained.
Then he pulled the blanket closer and murmured softly to himself.
"So mean."
A tired smile appeared.
Small.
Broken.
Almost invisible.
"See?"
He whispered to nobody.
"Everyone hates me."
His eyes slowly closed.
The alcohol pulling him deeper into sleep.
"Bad RIVAN."
A quiet laugh escaped him.
"Very bad."
And within moments
The room fell silent once again.
.
.
.
Reyansh didn't even wait for an answer.
The moment he left, Devyani stood there for a few seconds, staring at the closed door.
Her first instinct was to refuse.
Why should she handle him?
There were servants.
There were staff members.
There were literally dozens of people in the villa.
But before she could say anything, Reyansh had already disappeared.
She sighed heavily.
Then looked at Zaid.
"I'll be back."
Zaid nodded.
"No problem."
"Just wait here."
"Hmmm."
Taking a deep breath, Devyani left her room and walked toward the room next door.
The door was slightly open.
Light spilled into the corridor.
Slowly, she pushed it further and stepped inside.
The room was quiet.
Too quiet.
For a moment she wondered if he had fallen asleep.
Then she saw him.
RIVAN was lying against the headboard with his eyes half closed.
A lazy smile rested on his face.
His hair was slightly messy.
His shirt was unbuttoned at the top.
And despite being completely drunk, he somehow still looked dangerous.
Just a dangerous man who currently shared one brain cell with the entire universe.
The moment she entered
His eyes landed on her.
And stayed there.
For several seconds.
Neither spoke.
Then suddenly his smile widened.
A slow.
Lazy.
Almost boyish smile.
Something rare enough to shock anyone who knew him.
Devyani frowned.
RIVAN continued staring.
Then tilted his head slightly.
His eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
As if he was trying to solve a difficult equation.
Then finally
"Who are you?"
Devyani froze.
He pointed toward her.
"Who are you?"
She blinked.
Then blinked again.
"Me?"
Immediately.
But before she could move
RIVAN smiled again.
"You are beautiful."
The words caught her completely off guard.
Her heartbeat stumbled.
Only for a second.
Then she immediately recovered.
Or tried to.
RIVAN pointed at her again.
The room became silent.
The familiar nickname hit harder than expected.
Devyani looked away first.
"No."
Her voice came out calmer than she felt.
Instantly RIVAN's smile disappeared.
His face fell.
Actually fell.
Like a disappointed child.
The single word sounded genuinely sad.
Devyani hated herself for noticing.
RIVAN stared at her for a moment longer.
Then nodded.
Slowly.
Accepting the information.
He looked down at the blanket.
Thinking deeply.
Very deeply.
As if this revelation had changed the course of history.
Then after a few seconds he looked back up.
Still smiling.
Still staring.
"Okay."
Devyani folded her arms.
"Okay."
Another few seconds passed.
Then suddenly RIVAN pointed at her again.
"Still."
"What now?"
"You are cute."
She closed her eyes.
God give me strength.
"You don't even know who I am."
"I know."
"No you don't."
"I know enough."
She stared.
He smiled.
Then leaned slightly forward.
Looking very pleased with himself.
"You are beautiful."
A pause.
"Very beautiful."
Another pause.
"And cute."
Devyani rubbed her forehead.
This conversation was reducing her lifespan.
Meanwhile RIVAN continued watching her with complete fascination.
As if she was the most interesting thing in the room.
Then suddenly he gasped.
His eyes widened dramatically.
"Oh."
Now Devyani became suspicious.
"What?"
"I know you."
Her heart skipped.
Immediately.
Against her will.
RIVAN pointed toward her proudly.
"You are the girl who keeps staring at me."
The room went silent.
Devyani nearly choked.
"I WHAT?"
"Hmmm."
"You are lying."
"No."
"You are drunk."
"Also true."
For a second she couldn't even form words.
Meanwhile RIVAN looked extremely proud of his observation.
Then suddenly his eyes softened.
The teasing disappeared.
The smile became smaller.
Gentler.
And before she could stop him
He reached forward.
Not enough to touch.
Just enough to look closer.
And quietly whispered,
"You have sad eyes."
Devyani's breath caught.
The smile on his face faded.
"Hmmm."
His voice lowered.
"Don't cry."
For the first time since entering the room
Devyani couldn't think of a reply.
Because he wasn't teasing anymore.
Wasn't joking.
Wasn't flirting.
He was simply looking at her.
And somewhere beneath all the alcohol, pain, and exhaustion
A part of him had recognized something she was trying very hard to hide.
The room became silent.
And for a brief moment
Neither moved.
Devyani stood beside the bed for a few quiet moments, watching him.
The room had finally become peaceful.
The alcohol had slowed him down, but sleep still refused to claim him completely. His eyes remained fixed on her, following her every movement with unusual innocence.
She let out a small sigh before walking toward the first-aid box lying on the side table.
"Come."
RIVAN blinked.
For a second he simply stared at her.
As if trying to understand whether he had heard correctly.
Then his eyes widened slightly.
"You will?"