Next morning,

Abhi was all ready standing at the corner of the bed picking up his wallet, and all other essentials. He lastly puts on his wrist watch just then he hears a scream, he instant reached at the door of washroom taking big steps.

" Ruhi, ruhi what happened?" He asked with worry in his voice, " damnit speak up", he said angrily not getting any reply. Though it was him who didn't give a second to her to respond, and when he was gonna just tap the door again, it flew open.

His mouth dropped, he was literally drooling over his wife who was standing there in bathrobe all wet.

" Mr Malhotra, I thought it was just you living in this house" her shouting made him come out of his thought process.

" What?" He gave her a question mark look

" Ahhhh" she again shouted jumping towards him. His hand automatically wrapped themselves around her waist. She was standing close to him holding his biceps.

He looked at her and then traced the direction she was looking at, in no time he bursted put in laughter finding two big cockroaches running all over in bathroom.

She gave him, I'll kill you, how you dare laugh at me look making him press his lips in process to control his laugh.

"So Mrs Abhi Malhotra is afraid of those innocent cockroaches" Abhi whispered to her smirking, hearing her name she directly looked into his eye,seeing her facial expressions change he stared her back with the same intensity.

He slightly tilted and moved his face closer to her bending down a little to her height, eyeing her lips,her one hand traced the area from his biceps to chest. As soon as his lips touched that of her she pushed him hard making him loose his balance and fall down, " ahhhh" he winced.

She pointed a finger at him shouting
" How dare you, I....." Before she could complete she hears him say," STOP, I know" he gets up and leaves and she stood there with her nose flaring in anger.

She enters the office and finds her so called husband standing near the desk of one of her employ's, to be presise a "she "employ. "Huh, if dad was her he would have seen his true face, how good is his ladla son in law, flirting with one of his girlfriends" she thought making her way towards her cabin upstairs.

Abhi saw her walking on straicase and frowned seeing her dress, she was wearing a knee length short dress without sleeves. He walks at the door of the cabin and knocks.

He enters hearing come in with a frown and stands near her to which she gives a question mark look.

"What? Will u please speak up or prefer standing like a dumb" she uttered irritated.

"What will people think ? just very next day of your marriage you came like this, I mean look at you, form nowhere you look like a newlywed girl "
He completed only to hear a loud get out from her, he stumbled back clearing his throat.

"NO I mean at least a mangalsutra(nuptial chain)" he said in very low voice with all the courage he could but before he could complete she stands up.

"Out right now" she says with fierceness pointing towards the door and he nods and turns slowly, before leaving he takes a glass of water kept of table and forwards it to her but she pushes his hand in the process spilling the water all over herself.

He gulps in fear and moves towards her and tries wiping off the water off her dress while she gets irritated.

In process he touches her neck making her gasp. He moves his fingers up and down slowly rubbing her nape wiping the water over there. Her face expressions change and she unintentionally looks intensely towards him feeling her gaze he looks at her.
They had an intense eye lock for a moment which broke due a phone call.

Her expression change to angry one, "I know you did this intentionally" and he looks at her with, duh face but before he could say anything she answers the call making him stand there silently.

"I know I love you but that doesn't mean I can't resist you and I'll prove you this" Abhi thinks but Ruhi's voice makes him come out of his thoughts.

"Call everyone in the conference room for an urgent meeting" she said to which he replied positively before leaving.