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"I promise that i will not leave a single chance to turn your life into living hell You will beg in front of me but i will not stop. Mark my words, just the way you had broke my heart i will do it with double power." His hatred claded words reve...
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Ritvik was walking back and fro in the room waiting for his dear wife. They had arrived at their destination and now going for dinner but don't know why she was taking so much time.
Deciding check out on her he went in the washroom directly opening the door. His eyes landed on the very figure of hers. Before he could form any word further he lost the words.
His throat dried and with the big hazel eyes he gazed at her. She was wearing a very short and a very sexy dress revealing her cleavage.
Krisha gave him an initiative look, she rested her hands back on the basin platform and leaned over there. Her legs crossed and head threw on a side.
He checked out her from down to upper. His eyes not leaving a single details of her body. Her messed up hair fallen from both side of her shoulders. There was just a mangalsutra, on her chest. Her wrist tied with a bracelet and their wedding ring in the finger.
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He took slow steps towards her and kept his hands on both side of hers.
She looked up in his now darkened eyes and brushed their noses spreading more sparks in his spine.
"Let's go to have dinner."
"Plan cancel! You have turned me on so badly that now any hunger isn't bigger than you."
He spoke out and the next moment she gasped. His palms possessively caging her waist and his lips hungrily devouring her skin. They reached on the clevage as he left his marks on them. Whereas his palm traced the soft skin of her thighs making their way inside her dress.
He further bent near her face then licking his lips eyed at her eyes which were covered with nervousness but she was trying not to show it. He sank his hand across her waist and pulled her more into him.
Krisha's palm fisted on his shirt as she looked up coming out of her emotions and smiled sweetly at him with a mischievous smile playing over his own lips forming butterflies in her stomach.
She hid her face into his chest and breathed deeply. The sweet scent of his body hitted her nostrils developing the sinful desires in her mind. Ritvik grabbed both of her thighs then pushing her up over his arms he walked outside to their bedroom.
