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He slams the door and locked it. “Where did we stop love?” he asks. “Arreee…we” I stuttered as I was going to ask a question. He puts his finger on my lips. “I will be doing the questioning” he said looking into my eyes with a piercing and seductive look. His voice now sounds so low and seductive, I want to get used by him. Then he kisses me again, passionate, and filled with desire. I want him, I shouldn’t want him so much. I shouldn’t desire a man I don’t know so well. But I do.

He just looked at me with those dark eyes and his grip on my hair tightened so suddenly and so sharply that a cry tore from my throat before I could stop it, the burn shooting from my scalp all the way down my spine. He used the grip to bring my face closer until our lips were grazing and I could feel every controlled breath he took against my mouth. He bit my bottom lip so hard I tasted metal and winced. "The next time you raise your hand at me. I'm going to fuck you so hard until you beg me to stop. And you know who's going to be our guest to watch?" His lips grazed her ear. "Quel bastardo stupido che chiami marito." ( That stupid bastard you call your husband )

"Listen Maxxy or whoever you are,I'm not your girlfriend who takes nude pictures with you. I'm Ariana Williams,a country girl with humor." He laughed a soft soft laughter,slid his hands into his pocket and looked at me with seriousness in his eyes. "I'll give you a brief history about yourself. Your name is Leena Rashford,not some crazy Ariana Williams. You're a city girl,a super star,and rocking heights in your musical career. Your dad's dead Leena and you have this crazy idea that your mom killed him. I'm Maxxy your boyfriend not some Rick who you've branded an Enemy! And Leena,your biggest music concert is coming up in a week time,stop this drama ,please stop"

And India just couldn't seem to resist him; he was the only one she could see having a house full of babies with, and he is the best lover ever. India moved her hands up his body, and when she reached his firm chest. She snaked up his body, kissing him as she looked into his eyes, her hands roamed downward. "Baby, are you covering my gold mine?" India asked just above a whisper. "Take them off and find out," Denver said seductively. "I can't get enough of you, Denver." They made love until they both fell asleep. Waking up a few hours late,r Denver got out of bed. India says, "Where are you, ou Den?"

Neev Agnihotri- Our male protagonist. 29 years old businessman. He is ruthless and is burning in the fire of revenge. Aarohi Verma - Our female protagonist. 21 years old . She is a very sweet innocent girl . She is epitome of beauty which is gonna burn in the fire of revenge. Aakash Verma- Elder brother of Aarohi . Loves her with all his heart . But is the main reason for her miseries.

Everyone expected a romantic and emotional proposal, while Desi anxiously waited for Ansel to kneel down and ask her to marry him. Everyone thinks Desi is Ansel's girlfriend. Desi haters almost went crazy with disappointment when their wishes didn't come true. Desi's parents and herself believe the crowd's reaction is confirming everything they believe to be true. However, something unexpected happened as Ansel kept moving and passed Desi.

"Leave it to me." Chaise and Lunaire are on their small date in the living room, having a movie marathon alone inside their palatial home. Chaise intentionally let their maids go on vacation so he could be alone with his wife. Lunaire was sitting on her husband's lap, eating a scoop of limited ice cream while her husband, Chaise was munching a popcorn. Wrapped in a white blanket while watching dark romance on the sofa, they are in the steamiest part of the scene. Lunaire's face turned red as Chaise kissed her exposed shoulder and his lips traveled to her neck, teasing her.

He said. " Bye!! " I said and Disconnected the call. " I am sorry, you were saying something?? " I asked the cab driver. " Have an enjoyable stay ma'am. I would suggest that you visit Khajjiar. Khajjiar is also known as Mini Switzerland of India, it would be the best romantic trip. " He said. Romantic trip?? Alone?? " Sure!! " I said as I didn't have to tell him that. We reached the cottage, it was much more beautiful than my imagination, was mesmerized by its beauty. It would have been a perfect one for a romantic honeymoon...

His eyes scan the crowd, probably searching for Desi. I don't approach him. That would be too obvious. Instead, I text: You've got this. Remember, the truth will set you free. Desi appears at 6:55 with Helena and a few other friends. She looks beautiful in a rust-colored sweater and dark jeans, her hair in loose waves. She's laughing at something Helena said, completely unaware that her relationship is about to detonate in public. The contrast between her happiness and what's coming is almost poetic. I watch Otto spot her. His entire body tenses, his wolf probably clawing at his ribs. I can see the internal battle playing out across his face—the gentle Omega fighting against wounded pride an

he said quietly. Desi looked at him, her chest tightening. “She’s lucky to have you too,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. The hallway was quiet, the only sound their soft footsteps. Desi felt an overwhelming pull toward Lucas, her emotions swirling in ways she didn’t fully understand. Before she could think better of it, she leaned in, brushing her lips against his in a fleeting, unconscious kiss. Realizing what she had done, she pulled back quickly. “I’m so sorry,” she stammered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. “I didn’t mean…”