Kiara’s POV:-“I want you, Kiara,” Viaan whispered, his voice husky with desire. “I want to show you how much I love you.” He pressed his nose against my neck, his lips tracing my skin, his warm breath feathering my soft spot… all his ministration made me curl my toes.My man pinned me more under his muscular body. His strong chest pressed down on my soft mounds and involuntarily a moan escaped my lips. “Ahh,” I couldn’t help but shiver at the sensual entrapment.“Baby,” He grunted, as if in pain, and I could already feel that cause pricking me near my pelvis.My breath caught in my throat. I felt his hands caress my body, slowly, sensuously, sending jolts of current down my spine. I arched against him, my body responding to his touch with a fervor that matched his own.“Umhhh… Viaan,” His fingers dipped into the curse of my waist, and I couldn’t suppress another moan.His breath was turning heavier, just like mine. His lips traced my jaws; from my chin to my ears. His tongue played a

Adams Villa:-The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room where Viaan and Kiara lay entwined in each other’s arms, still lost in the warmth of their love, savoring every second of its bliss. Their long passionate night ended with their sweet cuddle in each other’s arms around three in the morning and that’s why the couple was deep in slumber, forgetting the time and world.It was around 7:50 when Viaan’s phone on the bedside table rang, breaking the blissful slumber of the couple. Kiara was the one to groan and stir in her sleep as the sound broke the peace of the room rudely.However, before she could wake up or her sleep was disturbed fully, Viaan stirred and opened his sleepy eyes. He patted her wife’s head a few times, sending her back to sleep. Meanwhile, his hand automatically reached for the phone simultaneously. With half-open eyelids, he glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Dave. With a sigh, he answered the call

Writer’s POV:-“We have already carried out the tests you ordered for. Reports might come in some hours.” The junior doctor notified Ryan who was preparing a vile of injection for Tyler. He prefers to give Tyler an injection himself.“Bring the test reports into my chamber as soon as they arrive,” Ryan ordered in a worn-out voice, injecting medicine into Tyler’s nerves. His assistant doctor nodded sincerely at him, while the nurses wrote Ryan’s earlier instruction on their notepad.“You should now get some rest, doctor. You are awakened the whole night.” The junior advised, following Ryan out of the ward.Ryan sighed, shaking his head. “I’ll look at the reports first.” saying so he checked his pager for any message.Last night when he and Maya had just cut the cake, he received a call from the hospital. They informed him that Tyler had suddenly started shaking up badly and his pulse was quickening. Leaving everything behind, the doctor jumped into his duty and came to the hospital in

Writer’s POV:-“Yes?” Hunter spoke gravely as soon as the call was picked up.“Sir, Dave has asked for some time!” informed the lawyer. “At least a couple of days! Although I tried to push for just a day, he stood firm, denying vehemently.” Daniel's skepticism was palpable as he recounted the exchange with Dave an hour ago.“Huh?” A frown marred on Hunter’s face. His brows dipped down. Looking around a few hospital staff, he became conscious of his surroundings as he was about to speak. Not wanting any single person to hear his conversation, he walked to a secluded corner of the corridor which was away from the passerby’s vicinity, before inquiring further. “Did you not try to convince him properly? Did you tell him that it is in their favor as much as it is in my favor and, moreover, it is I who is initiating things, so Viaan has no worry handling media as well?” His tone turned grimaced as he asked, even though he already had the answers somewhere. “No, Mr. Brown, I did not mention

Viaan’s POV:-The tough times keep coming, reminding me that my life is still uncertain. Every problem feels like a heavy weight on my shoulders. Which I try to dissipate one by one, but every other day some or another one adds more to it.Whether it’s dealing with issues at work or taking care of my sick mother and supporting my wife, there’s always something demanding my attention wholly. When the reality is, I am unable to give all my attention to one particular thing.And perhaps that’s the reason for my several shortcomings. And perhaps that was why I was failing in many aspects these days.Juggling business troubles with family responsibilities is tough. Sometimes, it all feels like too much, and I wonder if I can handle it. But then I think about my family’s love and the support I have. The trust Maa and Kia have in me. And suddenly it gives me the strength to keep going.These challenges are making me stronger, and teaching me to face whatever comes my way. I know I can handle