Todos los capítulos de Playboy vs Loveguru: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Vihan’s POV" You must be enjoying with 4 good-looking chefs assisting you? " Roohi asked and Tami nodded. At least, she called me good-looking..."But you need to give instructions as you know I am not any better than them. " Roohi said to Tami. Tami took charge immediately. "Okay, please spare the potatoes... you are wasting them. Let's split the work. Mihir, can you wash and chop the vegetables? Vihan, you can knead the dough."Dough? What dough? I barely knew the difference between flour and sugar.Roohi, who was standing next to me, giggled. "Need help, Your Highness?"I straightened my shoulders. "Pfft, no. I can handle it."Mihir, the traitor, smirked at me before picking up a knife and getting to work. Tami told him how to do it and he got on the work. I grabbed the flour, poured way too much into the bowl, and added water. It immediately turned into a sticky, lumpy mess. I glanced at Roohi, who was struggling not to laugh.She leaned in, placing her hands over mine. "Like

Vihan’s POV"So," I started, my voice coming out way smoother than I felt, "we’re finally alone."Before she could respond, the temperature around me dropped about ten degrees. I didn’t even need to turn to know who was responsible.Mr. Devil Kapoor.Why? Why was Ron glaring at me like I had personally offended his ancestors?It seems that Devil Kapoor always gets a notification somehow that I was alone with Roohi, and he starts glaring at me again.It wasn’t fair. Raj and Ron didn’t care if she was surrounded by men throwing compliments at her; all her brothers ignored it if any man was flirting with her. But if I even talk to her, why do they get ready to pounce at me? Ron acted like I had just announced my intention to kidnap her. By any chance, does he have a secret crush on me??Well, I ignored him—mostly because I didn’t want to acknowledge the way his intense glare was making my collar feel too tight, and focused back on Rooh. Roohi smiled at me, clueless about my internal

Vihan's POV Next morning... I could not sleep for the whole night, I was waiting for Roohi to come back, but as expected, she didn't come back to me. Disappointed, I had to go back to my room. But for the whole night, I kept thinking about the stalker and how to talk to Roohi about my feelings. I was phrasing and rephrasing my sentences again and again. It was such an irony that I could talk to any stranger girl, could flirt with her smoothly, but was getting cold feet in talking to my Roohi. It was almost dawn when I managed to sleep. ********Well, I had one goal today—to get Roohi alone and talk to her. But with all the chaos around, that seemed impossible. Every time I thought I had a chance, someone or the other pulled her into a conversation. Frustration simmered inside me, but I masked it well, laughing along with the others.Mihir, surprisingly, was in a good mood. He didn’t even get too irritated when Ron, Mahi, and I teased him at breakfast about how he carried his wife

Vihan's POV " Roohi, enough!! You are not going there and if you even think of going away, I swear, I will tell you everything about the stalker to your family." I gave her an ultimatum. She turned to look at me as if I had committed a blunder. " You can't do that. " " I can. You brothers are always alarmed when you are with me even when they know I would not harm you in any way, and here a stalker is roaming around who might be dangerous, and they don't even know about it. I will tell them if you decide to go. Take your pick." " Go to hell!! " She stomped her foot. " I am already in hell, these days," I muttered while she turned to go away. At least be with me to make it easy for me." Oh, my God, you are so jealous. " Mihir said. I glared at him for rubbing salt into my wounds. "Relax, go and flirt with Sri or Sagarika." He said. " No, I have stopped flirting with girls?" I shook my head. " Really? " " Don't you dare ask that if I am interested in dating men now!" " No!

Vihan's POV The paper folded again. The space left was barely enough for one foot.I knew what was coming next. If we wanted to stay in, I would have to hold Roohi even more intimately.I didn’t even want to think about what my face looked like right now, but I could feel the heat rising up my neck. Every nerve in my body was screaming at me to pull her closer, to not care about anything else.I didn’t have time to figure it out.Because I was done.I knew if I stayed in this game any longer, I would do something reckless.I needed space.I never felt this way with anyone else. And I would not have hesitated to pick up a girl a few months back. But I wasn’t just any guy dancing with just any girl. I was Vihan. She was Roohi. I loved her. Her brothers were here and could feel two heated sets of eyes on me. If I held her the way I wanted to—the way I ached to—they would rip me apart. Not that I cared much about them. The real problem was her.I wasn’t ready to let her see me like thi