the cold king TAHIR, the kind princess YN. both are like opposite poles,
one loves sword while other loves books. one knows the language of force which other knows the language of love.
they are the missing of each other, making each other half. wha...
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they both departed from each other. yn looked into his eyes, and they are shinning. she then looked down being shy.
tahir hold her chin and made her look into his eyes. he moved his lips towards hers. soon their collided with each other.
he picked her up after a good 5 minutes. she hold his neck and he hold her firmly. he laid her on the bed, and hovered on her.
"kya aaj ki raat aap mere saath bitayengi?"
(would you spend this night with me?)
she nodded her head being red.
"dard hua, toh hame zor se pakad lena"
(if it pained, then hold me tightly)
she again nodded to which he kissed her, and opened her waist chain which is hanging from her waist.
he slowly undressed her while kissing her. she is feeling euphoric to his touch. it is making her feel euphoric,
she whimpered a little when he entered insdie her. her whimper then changed into screams. he made love to her that night, devouring her completely.
making her his.
after almost 2 hours, he completed her work. he fell on her side, she felt a pain when he went out.
he hugged her, and whispered near her ear,
"hum aapko bahut pasand karne lage hai, aur hame yeh bhi pata hai ki aap hi hamare mahal mein daasi thi"
(i have started to have feelings for you, and i know that too that you were the maid of this palace)
her eyes widen, she looked up
"aap ko kaise pata?"
(how did you know?)
he chuckled, they both are under a white silk blanket. the blanket is reaching near his waist and her shoulders. he is hugging her close to his bare chest.
"hamne aapko apki aankhon se pehchan liya"
(i have identified you from your eyes)
she smiled a little and hugged him more tightly. they both then slept in each other's arms. that night has a special imprint on their hearts.
soon the morning arrived making their room bright. tahir's eyes opened when he feel the empty space near him.
he got up and did his morning routine, then he came outside only to witness his wife being seated in a group of elderly woman, who are smiling and doing something around.
he is looking at her, but soon his eyes turned towards the girl who is sitting on the chair being irritated by yn's presence.
he looked into her eyes coldly as she is none other than Shreya. her facial expression changed to a smile.
