His Shy Queen - Enemies to Royal Lovers - tease and jealousy

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[BINA KAPDO KE BATHROOM MEI FAS GYI]

Ahaana (FL)

(to herself) Bhaad mein gaye Aryan... bas hame thoda normal feel karna hai. (Turns on the water. Music plays softly in the background. She relaxes... until—)

Ahaana (FL)

(suddenly gasps) Oh crap... kapde!! (Her towel is inside. Clothes... are in her suitcase. Outside. With HIM.)

(Aryan outside, lying casually on the bed, scrolling through his phone. He hears a loud knock from the bathroom.)

Ahaana (FL)

(from inside, yelling through the door) Aryan!! Ek minute... hame help chahiye!

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(sits up, alert) Help? hame laga aap toh hamse allergic ho.

Ahaana (FL)

(desperately) Please... hamare suitcase se kapde nikaal do. Woh... pink kurta aur white pyjama. Jaldi!

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(grinning devilishly) Bas? Lingerie ka colour nahi bataya?

Ahaana (FL)

ARYAN!!!! JUST DO IT!!!!

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(walking slowly to the suitcase) Fine fine... pink kurta... white bottoms... (He pulls them out. Stares at them.) Waise aapke size ke kapde dekhkar... ham confirm bol sakte hai... you're dangerously perfect.

Ahaana (FL)

(screaming from inside) Aryan shut up and just pass them!

(He walks to the door. There’s only a small hand-sized panel she opens. She reaches out blindly to grab the clothes. Just before handing them—)

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(low, teasing) Aur agar ham andar aa gaye toh?

Ahaana (FL)

(heart missing a beat) Ham shampoo se maar denge!!!

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(laughing) Fair warning. But honestly, ham marne ko bhi taiyar hai agar prize aap ho.

(She SNATCHES the clothes and slams the panel shut. You hear her groan inside. He smirks and walks away, utterly pleased.)

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(to himself) Subah ki chai se zyada energy toh aap de rahi ho, sweetheart.

[BEING POSSESSIVE]

A big royal brunch hosted in the open courtyard. All nobles, guests, diplomats — and one extremely charming NRI prince from London, Veer Raj Rathore (30, tall, fair, very English accent), just arrived. Ahaana’s all dressed up: peach chiffon saree, soft waves, minimal jewelry. Aryan's been watching her like prey since she walked in — but then Veer enters.

(Veer approaching Ahaana at the buffet. Aryan watches from across the lawn, wine glass in hand. His jaw tightens.)

Veer Rathore

(smiling) Excuse me... you must be Princess Ahaana, right? Veer Rathore. London wale Rathores. We've met in childhood... but you've become even more stunning since.

Ahaana (FL)

(smiling politely) Thank you... it's nice to meet you again.

Veer Rathore

(playful) If I’d known you were here, I would've come to India way sooner.

(He reaches to serve her something from the buffet, fingers brush. Aryan sees that. His wine glass nearly cracks.)

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(under his breath) Ye gori chamdi ka ladka zyada hi tezi mein hai...

(Ahaana laughs softly at something Veer says. Aryan can’t take it anymore. He walks over — slowly but powerfully, like a damn storm in a sherwani.)

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(to Veer, interrupting) Excuse me, bro. Royal brunch hai ya Tinder ka trial version?

Veer Rathore

(smiling, not intimidated) Oh, I was just catching up with the princess—

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(cutting him off) Haan haan, I saw. Ekdum close catching ho rahi thi.

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(He steps between them just slightly. Turns to Ahaana, eyes full of burning jealousy masked as concern.)

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(to Ahaana) Akele khadi ho? hame laga ham aapke saath hai.

Ahaana (FL)

(confused, awkward) Aryan... main toh bas—

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(quietly, voice deep) Bas kya? Tumhe pata bhi hai woh kaise dekh raha tha tumhe?

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(He leans closer so only she hears him.)

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(intensely) ham kisi aur ki aankhon mein tumhari khuli tareef bardasht nahi kar sakte.

(Veer watches silently as Aryan places his hand lightly on Ahaana’s back — territorial AF — and guides her away. Guests start whispering.)

Ahaana (FL)

(embarrassed, walking with him) Aryan, tum pagal ho gaye ho?

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(stopping, pulling her aside) hmm pagal hoon. Tumhare liye. (Eyes blazing) Ek baar bol do ki woh flirt tumhe pasand aaya, main abhi wapas jaake uski smile tod deta hoon.

(She stares at him. Shocked. Flushed. Frozen. This is not just possessive... it’s deep. Real.)

Ahaana (FL)

(softly) tum... jealous ho?

Aryaan Shekhawat (ML)

(low, deadly honest) Main sirf jealous nahi hoon, Ahaana... main obsessed hoon.

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