With Them..💟✨️ (Completed)

Chapter 50

Adhyan slowly opened his eyes, rubbing the sleep from his eyelids. He was met with the warm, golden light of the morning sun streaming through the windows of his bedroom. He stretched, feeling a sense of relaxation wash over him.

As he swung his legs over the side of the bed, he was suddenly aware of a faint sound of music drifting from downstairs. He cocked his head to one side, listening intently. The music was soft and melodic, with a lively rhythm that seemed to match the beating of his heart.

Curious, Adhyan got out of bed and made his way to his study room, where the music seemed to be coming from. As he pushed open the door, he was met with a sight that took his breath away.

Aanya was standing in the center of the room, her eyes closed, her face tilted upwards, and her arms outstretched. She was dancing to the music, her body swaying and twirling in perfect rhythm. Her long, dark hair flowed behind her like a river of night, and her white dress shimmered and shined like the stars in the night sky.

Adhyan stood there, frozen in awe, as he watched Aanya dance. He had never seen her like this before, so carefree and joyful. He felt a sense of wonder and enchantment wash over him, and he couldn't help but smile.

As the music reached its crescendo, Aanya opened her eyes and saw Adhyan standing there, watching her. She smiled, and her eyes sparkled with mischief. Adhyan felt his heart skip a beat as she danced towards him, her arms outstretched, and her eyes shining with joy.

As Aanya danced towards him, Adhyan felt his heart fill with a sense of wonder and delight. He couldn't help but be captivated by her carefree spirit and her infectious joy.

Aanya stopped dancing in front of him, her chest heaving slightly from exertion. She looked up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye, and Adhyan felt his heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," she said, her voice husky and sweet.

Adhyan smiled, feeling a sense of shyness wash over him. "Good morning," he replied, his voice low and rough.

Aanya's eyes sparkled with amusement, and she reached out to gently brush a strand of hair out of his face. Adhyan felt a jolt of electricity run through his body at her touch, and he couldn't help but lean into her hand.

"What happened ??," Aanya said, her voice teasing.

Adhyan nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards her. "Just appreciating the mesmerizing beauty kf my wifey," he said, smiling.

Aanya chuckled "Itni subah subah itna romantic Kaun hota hai Mr.adhyan singh rathore??" She said teasingly.

The next moment Adhyan pulled her in his arms and wrapped his hands around her waist. He put his chin on her shoulder.

"Abb jab kisi ki wife itni pretty ho to bechara aadmi hmesha hi romantic rahega for subah kya cheez hai wifey" He whispered in her ears elongating the last words and making her blush at same time.

"I didn't knew that you're interested in dance and you dances so beautifully." He said turning her face towards him.

"Yess from childhood I wanted to be a classical dancer like my mom." She said.

"Your mother was a classical dancer." Adhyan asked amazed.

"Yes she was and you know she has won many awards!!" Aanya told him.

"So why did you gave up on dancing??" He asked.

"Because my father doesn't like it. But I was determined that I'll start my academy after I'll get married so my father has no control on me. And you know I have already collected money to open the academy but...." She said excitedly but her voice became low at the ending.