𝗦𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩
I couldn’t believe what was happening. One second, I was glaring at Raj, trying to understand why he’d followed me to my room. The next, his lips were on mine.Raj's lips captured mine in an unexpected, fiery kiss. The world seemed to tilt, my breath hitching as I felt the heat of his touch.
It wasn’t just a kiss—it was a storm. A fiery, overwhelming surge of emotions that left me breathless. I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to push him away, but he was unrelenting. His grip on my waist tightened, not harsh but firm, as if he was afraid to let go.
This is wrong. My mind screamed at me, louder with each passing second. This was Raj—the same man who had tormented me in high school, humiliated me without a second thought. Yet my body betrayed me. My heart raced as the heat of his kiss spread through me. His lips moved against mine with passion and I hated myself for responding.
I froze, then felt my resistance falter. My hands, which had been pushin
