ArIya Valentine Week SS {Completed} - Page 5

Wow valentine ss 💞 We are getting back to back parts right?

Rose Day - Arjun feeling uncomfortable wow Riya's admirer 😍

Propose day - Arjun's concern and protectiveness 🔥

So refreshing parts 🌹🌹

Happy valentine week to you

Originally posted by: SarafWasima

A Taste of Something Forbidden

The ETF office was unusually lively that morning. It wasn’t every day that their grim, case-heavy atmosphere was infused with something lighthearted. But today was Chocolate Day, and thanks to Shree and Chotu, every desk had a little box of chocolates—an innocent attempt to bring some festivity into their otherwise intense routine.

Riya entered the office, adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder. She hadn’t even placed her files down when Shree practically bounced up to her, grinning like an excited child.

“Riyaaa! Aaj Chocolate Day hai! Toh yeh lo, tumhare liye ek special Swiss chocolate.” He dramatically extended a neatly wrapped bar toward her.

Riya laughed, shaking her head. “Thanks, Shree! Yeh zaroori tha?”

“Arre, of course! ETF ki eklauti ladki ko bina chocolate ke kaise chhod dete?” Chotu added, handing her another one.

“Waise,” Shree wiggled his eyebrows, “tumhe kisi aur ne chocolates nahi bheji?”

Riya’s fingers stilled against the wrapper for a fraction of a second. The events of the last two days—the mysterious rose and the anonymous note—flashed in her mind. She hadn’t received anything unusual this morning, but the memory lingered like an unresolved puzzle.

Before she could answer, the air in the room shifted. A presence made itself known—one that commanded attention without uttering a word.

Arjun Rawte had entered.

Dressed in his usual black attire, his sharp gaze flickered across the room, momentarily landing on Riya. For the briefest second, his eyes darted to the chocolates in her hands. Then, as if dismissing something, he walked past her, heading toward his desk.

Riya sighed. Of course. Arjun was probably the only person on the planet who was completely immune to the concept of Valentine’s Week.

She turned back to Shree and Chotu, rolling her eyes. “Koi secret admirer nahi hai, samjhe?”

Shree smirked. “Pakka?”

Before she could retort, another small, wrapped package appeared on her desk—seemingly out of nowhere.

Her breath hitched.

It was a single, dark chocolate bar, wrapped in deep maroon foil. No note, no extravagant gesture. Just the chocolate, placed carefully on the side of her desk, almost as if whoever left it didn’t want to be noticed.

Riya stared at it, her heartbeat suddenly erratic.

Shree and Chotu blinked. “Wait, yeh toh humne nahi diya…”

A strange silence fell over the room.

And then, Riya’s eyes instinctively flickered toward him.

Arjun was at his desk, seemingly occupied with a file. But something about his demeanor was different. His fingers tapped lightly against the edge of his desk, his jaw subtly clenched—as if he was pointedly ignoring something.

Riya swallowed, her throat dry.

Could it be…?

No. No way.

Arjun Rawte and Chocolate Day? That combination sounded as bizarre as Shree without his gadgets. And yet…

Riya bit her lip, her fingers hesitantly brushing over the chocolate. Was it a coincidence? Or was this—?

Before she could analyze further, Arjun’s voice sliced through the air.

“Conference room. Abhi.”

Everyone snapped to attention. The teasing, the chocolates, the lightheartedness—all forgotten in an instant.

But as Riya followed Arjun into the conference room, she couldn’t ignore the way her pulse refused to settle.

And she definitely couldn’t ignore the dark chocolate that still sat on her desk.

The case briefing went by in a blur. Riya tried to focus, tried to push aside the ridiculous thought that had planted itself in her mind. But every time she stole a glance at Arjun, her doubt wavered just a little more.

After the meeting, she lingered near her desk, waiting until the room was nearly empty. Then, mustering every ounce of courage, she picked up the chocolate and walked over to where Arjun stood, his back to her as he scanned through a case file.

She cleared her throat. “Sir.”

He didn’t turn. “Haan?”

Riya took a breath and held up the chocolate. “Yeh aapne rakha?”

For a moment, there was silence.

Then, slowly, he looked at her.

His dark eyes locked onto hers, unreadable as always. “Kya?”

Riya forced herself to keep her gaze steady. “Mere desk par ek chocolate rakhi thi. Bina kisi note ke.” She paused before adding, “Aur mujhe lagta hai yeh aapki taraf se thi.”

Arjun’s expression didn’t change. But something in his stance did—just slightly. His fingers, which had been resting on the file, curled inward for a fleeting second before relaxing again.

And then, in that same deep, infuriatingly calm voice, he said, “Tumhe aisa kyun lagta hai?”

Riya blinked. “Kyunki…” She faltered. Because you looked at it. Because you were the only one who didn’t comment on it. Because a part of me just knows.

She hesitated. “Bas… intuition.”

Arjun’s lips pressed into a thin line. His eyes held hers for a long moment before he finally spoke.

“Galat intuition hai.”

Riya’s heart dropped—just a little.

But then, before she could react, Arjun’s gaze flickered downward—just for a second, just long enough to glance at the chocolate still in her hand.

And then, with an almost imperceptible softness in his voice, he added, “Par agar tumhe pasand hai, toh rakh lo.”

Riya’s breath caught.

For the first time in forever, Arjun Rawte hadn’t denied something outright.

She didn’t say anything. She simply stared at him, her mind a whirlwind of unspoken words.

And as she turned away, chocolate still clutched in her hand, she knew one thing for sure—

This wasn’t just Chocolate Day.

This was something more.

Valentine’s Week had never been this dangerous.

And it had never been this sweet.

Uff Arjun and teddy poles apart, ufff His expression, his gaze sooo intense , he's making Riya's week memorable and u r making us addict for ur stories 😭 🤧❤️❤️

Okay after reading this part I would like read next part asap, Super amazing emotional yet heart touching ❤️

Read it!! Super cute!! I love the subtleness

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Cont soon

A Silent Embrace

The day had started like any other—ETF members engrossed in their cases, files being exchanged, discussions turning heated at times. But beneath the usual routine, something had changed.

Riya could still feel the weight of yesterday’s moment—the coin in her pocket a constant reminder of the unspoken promise between her and Arjun.

It was not a confession, but it was something.

And now, as she walked into the office, her eyes instinctively sought him.

Arjun was standing near the evidence board, his sharp gaze fixed on a cluster of photos. His presence, as always, was commanding—strong, unreadable, yet magnetic.

Riya took a deep breath and approached him.

“Sir, naye leads aaye hain?”

He glanced at her briefly before nodding toward the file on the table. “Ek possible suspect track ho sakta hai. Shree aur Chotu uspar kaam kar rahe hain.”

She nodded, but her focus wasn’t on the case—it was on him.

His shoulders looked tense, his posture rigid.

She had worked with him long enough to recognize the signs. Something was bothering him.

Her fingers curled slightly. Aaj Hug Day hai.

A small, ironic smile tugged at her lips. The one thing he would never allow himself.

And yet…

The day went by in a blur of chase sequences and interrogations, but tension ran thick in the air—especially around Arjun.

Riya saw it in the way his fists clenched a little too tightly, the way his jaw locked every time a criminal mocked the law, and most of all, in the way he refused to look at her today.

By the time the case wrapped up, she knew something was terribly wrong.

And then, it happened.

They had just finished questioning a suspect when Arjun suddenly walked out of the room, his pace urgent, his steps heavy.

Riya’s brows furrowed in concern. Something was off.

Without hesitation, she followed him out.

She found him standing near the ETF terrace, his back to her, hands gripping the railing tightly.

She hesitated for a second before stepping closer. “Sir…?”

No response.

She could hear the wind rustling, the faint sounds of the city below. But the air around him was too still—like a storm brewing, waiting to explode.

She tried again, her voice softer this time. “Arjun sir… aap theek hain?”

Finally, he turned.

And for the first time in a long time, she saw it—the raw, unguarded pain in his eyes.

Her heart clenched.

She didn’t know what had triggered it—maybe a detail in the case, maybe a buried memory he refused to face. But in that moment, nothing else mattered except the way he looked like he was fighting a war within himself.

A war that he was losing.

Without thinking, she stepped forward.

And then, she did something even she hadn’t planned.

She wrapped her arms around him.

The moment she touched him, she felt him go rigid—every muscle in his body tensed under her touch.

For a second, he didn’t move.

Didn’t react.

Didn’t breathe.

She tightened her hold just a little, resting her cheek against his chest, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Sir… bas ek baar. Sirf ek baar… apne dukh ko rokne ki koshish mat kijiye.”

His entire body shuddered.

And then, he exhaled.

Long, deep, shaky.

His hands, which had been frozen at his sides, slowly lifted.

For a moment, she thought he would push her away.

But then—he didn’t.

Instead, his arms came around her, hesitant at first, then tighter.

She felt his fingers clutch the back of her kurti, his grip almost desperate—like he was holding on to something he had convinced himself he had lost forever.

She closed her eyes, her own arms tightening around him.

And they stood there.

For seconds. For minutes.

For a lifetime.

In that moment, words didn’t matter.

Only this did—this fragile, rare moment of surrender, where Arjun Rawte, the man who never let anyone in, had finally allowed someone to hold him together.

She didn’t speak. Didn’t move.

She just held him.

And for the first time, he let her.

Originally posted by: ruhi1985sheetal

Yeh promise her kuch bina kahe kah jata hai Arjun ka riya ke liye care dikhta hai per apne ko rok raha hai past incident ki wajah se aur dar bhi hai riya ko kho na de woh iss promise mein nazar aata hai beautiful update dear eagerly waiting for nxt

Aww, you captured Arjun's emotions so perfectly! He cares so much for Riya, but his past and fears are holding him back—exactly the struggle he's facing. I'm so glad you felt the depth of this promise! Thank you for your lovely words! Keep reading and commenting—your insights make the journey even more special! ❤️

Originally posted by: stardust108

I loved this so much! Especially how Riya asked for the same promise. Eagerly waiting for the next chapter 😊

Aww, that makes me so happy! Riya really knows how to turn the tables, doesn’t she? Glad you enjoyed it! The next chapter is on its way—stay tuned and keep the love (and comments) coming! 😊