Fated by met 18 +

Italy, The Next Day

Downstairs at the dining table, everyone was having breakfast, except Anya and Rivaan. Riya was coming from the kitchen, a bowl in her hands containing Anya's favorite dish, Malai Chaap, beautifully arranged. She placed the bowl on the table.

Just then, Aman swiftly grabbed the bowl. Riya immediately slapped his hand, "Put it back! I made this especially for Anya."

Aman pouted and complained, "Mom, you have a son too! You only made it for Anya? Very bad, Mom, this is unfair! Just give me a little..." Riya smiled, "This boy is acting like a child!"

At that moment, Rivaan was coming down the stairs, with Anya wrapped in his arms. Anya had pleaded so much that she wouldn't go downstairs in that condition, but Rivaan was not one to listen! Rivaan was carrying Anya in his arms, walking towards the dining area. Anya was glaring at Rivaan.

Rivaan raised an eyebrow and said, "What happened, my little strawberry?"

Anya gently scratched his neck delicately and said, "What was the need to make last night so rough?

Now how will I walk in front of everyone, you know how
embarrassed I am..."

Rivaan tightened his grip around her waist, "My little strawberry, you don't need to walk. This devoted husband of yours, what is he for?"

Anya hit his chest and said, "Stop it! You can never be a devoted husband. You tried yesterday... but you failed!"

Rivaan raised his eye and said, "Are you challenging me?"

Anya delicately put her arms around his neck and softly said, "Something like that..."

Rivaan narrowed his eyes and looked at Anya.

Just then, Riya's gaze fell upon Rivaan and Anya. Both were lost in each other's eyes. Riya asked, "Rivaan, is Anya okay?"

Everyone's attention turned towards Anya and Rivaan.

Rivaan shifted his gaze from Anya to Riya and said, "Mom, everything is absolutely fine! In fact, more than fine." And then he walked towards the dining area, carrying Anya in his arms. He carefully seated Anya on a chair and sat on the one next to her.

Riya looked at Anya, who seemed tired, and asked in a worried tone, "Anya, are you alright? Rivaan didn't do anything, did he?"

Anya glared at Rivaan.
Rivaan had troubled Anya... all night, he was on top of her all night.

Riya spoke again, "Anya, beta, tell me the truth. If this boy troubled you, tell me, I'll teach him a lesson!"

Anya slowly shook her head in denial.

Rivaan, narrowing his eyes, looked at Riya and said, "Dad's wife, don't you think you're being a little too 'overprotective'?"

Riya also narrowed her eyes and said, "Talking about 'too much'! This is just the beginning, don't trouble my daughter, understood?"

Anya was sitting and smiling faintly.

Rivaan looked at Anya and whispered, "You're enjoying this a lot, aren't you? Mom is scolding me and you're happy inside!"

Anya softly said, "You do such things that you deserve a scolding!"

Riya got up from her chair and started serving the Malai Chaap that she had specially made for Anya.

Anya licked her lips and said, "Wow, Mom! This is for me?"

Before Riya could say anything, Aman blurted out, "Yes, yes! It's for you! I didn't even get to touch it!"