Vaishnavi Rey’s 60th birthday was a grand occasion. Volunteers and the public gathered at the manor gates, offering their wishes and special gifts. Across the country, special prayers and poojas were conducted at temples and other places of worship. Children and the elderly in various homes were served special meals in her honor.
Reyansh, as he did every year, gifted her a rare diamond another priceless addition to the many symbols of his love. The family poured their wishes and gifts on the woman who was the backbone of their lives, the one who had stood by each of them through every triumph and trial.
A family photoshoot was arranged. Reyansh held Zavi on his lap, while Vaishu cradled Rehan in hers. Ved and Saanvi sat on either side of their grandparents, with the rest of the family standing beside and behind the elderly couple, completing the perfect frame.
At sixty-nine, Reyansh looked smart and devilishly handsome, his salt-and-pepper hair adding to his charm. Vaishu, at sixty, looked radiant and graceful, aged like fine wine.
“I think we should arrange special security to keep Mom safe from the men at the party,” Ayaan said to tease and provoke his father.
Reyansh shot him a glare immediately. ” I would be more than happy to cancel the party and take my wife away for a private celebration with just the two of us,” he declared.
The family chuckled hearing his words and Vaishu slapped his arm lightly but Reyansh only winked at her, making her blush.
“Mamma, you are blushing,” Zara teased her.
Reyansh leaned closer and kissed his wife’s cheek and the photographer captured the perfect photograph of the day.
After the photoshoot, the family gathered for a grand feast, personally prepared by Ishaan, Ishika, Ayaan, Adhvika, Pari and Zara for their parents.
The birthday party was hosted at Ishaan’s hotel in the heart of the city, which had been entirely reserved for the occasion. The family arrived early to avoid last-minute chaos and an entire wing of suites was allotted exclusively for them.
Ayaan and Zara entered their suite carrying Rehan and Zavi, who were curious and babbling in sweet, broken syllables. Both parents eagerly awaited their children’s first words. The nannies followed, placing the walkers on the floor. Ayaan and Zara settled the twins into them and soon Rehan and Zavi began exploring the room while Ayaan followed closely behind, his eyes never leaving them.
Ayaan’s mobile began to ring. He paused to answer the call but froze the moment he heard Zavi say, “Amma.”
Zara and Ayaan stared at each other in disbelief before rushing to Zavi, who was smiling brightly and clapping her tiny hands.
“Zavi, say amma” Zara repeated softly.
Zavi happily repeated, “Amma,” once again earning a flood of kisses from her overjoyed parents.
They then turned to Rehan, who was busy exploring the room. Ayaan gently stopped him and crouched down to his level.
“Rehan, my little handsome prince, say amma” Ayaan coaxed.
Rehan responded with a playful, “Ma… ma… maa,” repeating in broken syllable as he wriggled away, clearly more interested in playing.
“He will say it soon once he keeps hearing Zavi call you amma” Ayaan said, glancing at Zavi, who had now begun chanting the word like a mantra.
The sight made the couple smile through misty eyes.
Celebrities and VIPs from across the country, along with esteemed business partners were invited to the celebration.
The ballroom dazzled under a canopy of lights and floral arrangements, transformed for the grand occasion. Dedicated staff were assigned to attend to every guest staying at the hotel, with a manager overseeing each floor to ensure all requirements were met. Special meals of each guest’s personal preferences were served in their rooms throughout their stay for the celebration.
Ayaan, dressed in a black tuxedo, adjusted his hair and entered the room. Zara stood before the mirror breathtakingly beautiful in a burgundy gown. The stylist gave her lips a final touch of gloss before stepping outside.
Ayaan pulled her closer and his hand settled possessively around her waist and he winked at her. “God, you are sinfully gorgeous. I can’t wait to get you out of this tonight,” he murmured.
Zara blushed at his words. “You often forget that you are the father of a son and a daughter who won’t sleep without you,” she teased.
Ayaan groaned softly. “We shall find a way once we are back. Now… let’s go.”
Hand in hand, they walked out of the suite. Rehan and Zavi were asleep. Zara reminded the nannies to stay alert and to call immediately if the twins became restless looking for their amma and daddy. As they stepped into the corridor, Ayaan gave a firm nod to the guards stationed outside the suite to secure the children.
He then called the CSO and instructed him to deploy additional staff on the floor, ensuring heightened security not just for Rehan and Zavi but also for Ved and Saanvi.
They met Ishaan and Pari as they stepped out of their suite. Ishaan smiled reassuringly at the couple.
“I know you are worried about the kids but relax. Kajal aunty, Grandpa and Grandma have promised to return early from the party to look after them.” Ishaan said and the assurance eased Ayaan and Zara.
Together, they entered the ballroom and every head turned to them.
“Wow, It feels like I have stepped into one of those magazines I used to read, seeing all these celebrities in one place. I’m still not used to this royal lifestyle.” Zara whispered feeling awestruck.
Ayaan smiled at her softly. “Just be yourself, sweetheart. That’s what I love about you.”
They joined the family in greeting the guests.
Moments later, the lights dimmed. A hush fell over the hall as the doors opened and romantic music filled the air. Reyansh and Vaishu entered hand in hand, regal and elegant, their charisma and authority undiminished by time.
Their children moved forward to embrace them before they reached the center of the hall.
Ishaan took the microphone and welcomed the guests, thanking them for joining the family on such a grand occasion.
A staff member wheeled in a trolley bearing a magnificent cake. Surrounded by her family, Vaishu cut the cake and fed the first piece to Reyansh and then to each of her children.
Ayaan then invited the guests to dinner before calling his parents onto the dance floor for the first dance of the night.
With unfiltered love for his wife, Reyansh held Vaishu’s hand, his other arm wrapped securely around her waist as they danced gracefully. Applause filled the hall, Ayaan and Ishaan whistled proudly for their parents.
Soon after, Ishaan and Pari followed by Ayaan and Zara joined them on the dance floor.
“You look breathtaking, Mrs. Ayaan,” he murmured spinning her gently into his arms before pressing a soft kiss against her collarbone.
After the dance, they mingled with celebrities who eagerly posed for photographs. Ayaan caught Sameer’s eye, who gave a subtle nod, signaling that the specially curated gifts, crafted from gold and precious gems had been distributed to the celebrities.
The entire evening radiated royalty and dominance, the unmistakable power of the Rey family, reinforced by the presence of the party head and other influential political leaders.
As Ayaan surveyed the hall, one thought settled firmly in his mind. After that night, no one would dare to stand against the Reys.
Social media exploded with photographs from the party, celebrities posing alongside the Rey family, the evening quickly becoming the most talked-about event despite the political tension.
After the celebrations was wrapped, the family returned to their floor. Vaishu and Reyansh stopped the younger couples before they parted ways.
“You children have been working nonstop. You all deserve a break. Tomorrow is going to be Grandpa and Grandma Day, so the kids will stay with us. Take your time, plan something, spend quality time together. We will leave with our grandchildren in the morning.” Vaishu said warmly and walked away with Reyansh beside her.
Ayaan and Zara returned to their suite and found Rehan and Zavi still asleep.
“Madam, they woke up once and searched for you. We fed them their night snack and managed to put them back to sleep.” the nanny explained gently.
Zara thanked her with a hug and relieved the nannies for the night.
Once they were finally alone, Ayaan pulled Zara into his arms and crashed his lips onto hers.
“You have been torturing me all this while and I’ve been waiting for this moment,” he murmured between kisses.
Zara laughed softly against his lips. “Looks like Mama and Papa heard your thoughts and decided to take the kids with them. So hold your hormones until morning.”
They walked into the closet to change, though Ayaan’s hands refused to behave and teased her relentlessly until she swatted him away with a laugh. Soon after they gently carried Rehan and Zavi onto the bed and drifted into a peaceful sleep.
In the morning, Ayaan woke to his mobile ringing. Rehan stirred beside him.
“Pa….” he mumbled softly and Ayaan smiled kissing his son’s cheek.
“Complete it, buddy. Call me Papa, Daddy or even Ayaan” he said and Zavi woke up to their voices. Ayaan kissed her as well before lifting both children into his arms. He stepped out of the room, already knowing his parents would be waiting.
The moment the door opened, Rehan and Zavi were scooped up by their grandparents, disappearing into loving arms.
Ayaan shut the door behind him and raised his fist in the air in silent triumph before turning back toward the bedroom with a grin that promised a very different kind of morning.
Zara was wide awake and bit her lip to hold back a smile at his reaction. Ayaan immediately moved closer, slinging his leg over hers and pulled her into a tight embrace.
“Good you are awake sweetheart. We have the whole day to ourselves,” Ayaan whispered and his lips grazed the shell of her ear.
Zara stifled the moan that threatened to escape and turned to face him. She pressed a soft yet lingering kiss to his cheek and Ayaan melted into her touch.
He pushed the duvet aside and hovered over her, gently lifting her hands above her head and intertwined their fingers. His lips brushed her forehead first then traced a lingering path over her eyes, her cheeks before finally capturing her lips.
They moved together in perfect rhythm and their feet grazed against each other, the simple contact slowly built an undeniable tension.
His mouth found the delicate curve of her neck and he kissed, teased and lingered there until she began to squirm beneath him.
In no time their clothes were discarded and Ayaan touched her delicate skin watching her with an undeniable hunger in his eyes.
” You are so beautiful Zara ” he whispered taking in her beauty.
His hands and lips did wonders on her body. He groped on bosoms and Zara gasped, arched her back when his lips latched on to buds.
” Ayaan moaned, groaned and grunted ravishing her. Zara’s cheeks turned red with all his dirty talks and hissed when he not so accidently bit her. Zara knocked his head and Ayaan smooched to ease her pain.
She wrapped her legs around him and Ayaan thrusted inside her as he continued with his energy booster. The room was filled with their moans, screams and his dirty talks. They reached the high and he carried her to the bathroom.
They stood beneath the warm spray of the shower and he tend to her gently but not before a second, unhurried round of romance pressed against the cool marble wall of the bathroom.
When they finally stepped out, Zara was wrapped in his shirt and Ayaan wore nothing but a shorts. He ordered a breakfast that was both healthy and generous, which left Zara staring at him in surprise.
“Why would you order so much, Ayaan?” she asked, settling onto the bed.
In response, Ayaan stretched out beside her and rest his head on her lap. “I want you strong and energetic for the rest of the day, sweetheart. We have only just begun and I have a lot of plans for us,” he said with a wink.
Zara swatted his arm, though the blush on her cheeks betrayed her.
He switched on the TV and played a movie and they ate breakfast together. Later, they called their parents and spoke to the kids, who were happily watching Reyansh and Vaishu feed the birds in the garden.
As the movie played, Zara absently twirled his moustache between her fingers. Ayaan, however watched only her. He caught her hand and pressed a gentle kiss to her palm and lingered there just a second longer than necessary. Turning toward her, he buried his face against her stomach.
Zara held her breath as sparks raced through her. Ayaan slipped his hand beneath her shirt and caressed her back slowly and coaxed for the next round of romance.
Few minutes later Zara was bent over the bed and Ayaan stood pounding into her from behind.
“I’m so addicted to you, Zara,” he murmured between uneven breaths. She glanced at him and answered with a playful wink.
They laid on the bed and Zara drew Ayaan closer. His arms instinctively tightened around her as if neither of them wanted to leave the moment behind. Wrapped in each other’s warmth, breaths syncing, hearts steady and full, they let the day unfold at its own pace. There was no plans, no calls, no urgency, just the quiet comfort of being exactly where they belonged.
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