Shravan walked into the bedroom to see Drishti throwing her phone onto the bed and sighing in relief"What??""Heyy. You are back??" She asked cheerfully making him frown"Why do you look as if you were doing some mischief??" Shravan asked taking off his jacket and loosening his tie"Me?? Innocent little me??" Drishti asked batting her lashes innocentlyShravan shook his head "I will take a shower now" Shravan said and walked towards the washroomAs soon as Shravan was out of sight Drishti moved towards the mirror"Am I so easy to read??" Drishti asked herself turning her face sideways and checking herself in the mirrorHer father ,she could understand. He had been seeing her since she was a baby. How did Shravan understood she was doing mischiefNot that she was hiding anything from Shravan. But she didn't want him to know that she was lying to her parents.Why?? She don't have an answer for that***Drishti examined the refrigirator and found rotis and vegetable kurma. She kept i

The evening pooja got over by five in the evening when Drishti saw another pooja going onShe soon realised it is not exactly a pooja ,but a mass prayer for deceased people.Emotions swamped her as she thought of her Mum and Dad. She still loved them. Abhay who saw the lost look on Drishti's face realised what she was thinking about. After ,he too had lost a family member. His little sister. They couldn't even do proper final rites for her, because her corpse was never found.Washed away in the landslide ,the authorities had told them. The anguish is still fresh. He still remember when the twins were born. He was four years old. Maybe because he was a boy ,he naturally felt more protective of his little sister than his brother ,though he loved them equally.Abhay shook his head to clear those painful memories from his thoughts"Come.." he gently nudged Drishti towards the priest who was leading the prayers.Kiara and a clueless Shravan followed them"Shradda. My sister" Abhay told t

"You will get an answer as soon as we get an answer Drishti. What is your relationship with Maheswari here??" Vihaan snappedDrishti cracked up nervously.Shravan's eyes widened as realisation dawned upon him.She had mentioned her parent's name.Vihaan and Diya. He had assumed them to be Vihaan and Diya Singhanias.If Vihaan Malhotra is her father, how did she become Drishti Singhania?"Wait a second. What is happening here?" Shravan asked"That's what I want to know Maheswari," Vihaan said in a clipped tone Shravan turned to Drishti "Do you mind explaining Drishti?""Uh well" Drishti twitched uncomfortably "Did you think you could get your hands on the island if you trapped my daughter?" Vihaan growled Drishti gasped"What?? Paa you are misunderstanding. I will tell you in detail" Drishti scrambled towards her father.She took a seat next to him and explained in detail what happened."What?? You got married?? But I wanted to dance at your wedding" Damini cried earning an eye rol

The next morning, Vihaan Malhotra stopped by Shravan's penthouse so that Drishti could collect her study materials before dropping her off at college."Honey, shall I come by in the evening to pick you up?" Vihaan asked, stopping in the university parking lot."Paa, I'm going back to Shravan's penthouse, remember?" Drishti asked, and Vihaan frowned."Do you really have to?" Vihaan asked, and Drishti rolled her eyes."Yes, Paa, I do. We have to make a decision, right? We were going to talk after the trip to the temple. But then things happened and it got dragged," Drishti said."Okay. We will be staying back in Bangalore until you two make a decision. And I don't want you to stay with him before you decide things," Vihaan said."I stayed at his place for three days! Nothing happened to me, Paa.""Okay, I understand. You are a grown girl now. But you are still my little girl. I don't particularly like you staying at his place," Vihaan grumbled."God! This coming from the man who-" Vihaa

By the time Shravan came out of the washroom, Drishti was almost ready.She was wearing a midnight blue sundress that fell around her knees, leaving her long, shapely legs on display."Can you zip me up? It's stuck," Drishti turned around, giving him a perfect view of her open back.Shravan cursed himself, seeing his hands trembling at the thought of touching her."Damn it!""Hurry up," Drishti said impatiently.Shravan moved towards her, held the zipper, and tried to zip it up, but it didn't move.He realized it was stuck in the lace of her bra. Shravan gulped as his eyes focused on the blue lace against her milky skin.His hands moved on their own accord, and he tentatively touched her bare back."Oh sweet heavens!" Shravan mentally groaned as he felt her satiny soft skin.Drishti, who was impatiently waiting for him to zip her up, stiffened when she felt his touch.His calloused hands against her soft skin left her with a curious feeling she had never felt before.She looked up in