Aaravi was still breathless, her eyelids heavy, and her lips bearing witness to that unspoken moment. Seeing her like this, Aayansh lowered his head with a faint smile. Yet, behind that smile burned a fierce fire… a fire that silently declared, for my Rani Sa, even the thought of another’s gaze is a sin.
His hand still rested firmly on Aaravi’s waist. He drew her a little closer. His lips descended again, this time with greater determination. The first kiss had been hesitant, but the second carried possession, a seal of his own.
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