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Vaani finished preparing the meal and headed to the bedroom to change. Opening the cupboard, she smirked mischievously, pulling out a delicate white lingerie dress—one that Shivank couldn’t resist. “Aaj yeh pehnungi, aur usse mujhe touch karne bhi nahi dungi,” she whispered to herself, already imagining his reaction.
After slipping into the dress, she admired herself in the mirror, twirling a bit. “Well done, Vaani,” she said, patting her shoulder. She sprayed her favorite intoxicating perfume, letting her hair down and combing it until it cascaded seductively over her shoulders.
Hearing the front door open, Vaani hurried to perfect her appearance. She sprawled elegantly on the bed, resting on her elbow, a smirk playing on her lips. When Shivank entered the room, he froze, his breath catching at the sight of her. “Hi?” he managed, closing the door behind him.
“Hi,” she replied nonchalantly, playing cool. “I was just—"
But to her surprise, instead of reacting to her provocative look, Shivank averted his eyes and quickly walked into the bathroom without a second glance.
Vaani gasped. Did he just ignore her?
Frustration bubbled up inside her. She put her hair up in a messy bun, stomping into the kitchen. Muttering angrily under her breath, she served herself dinner, deliberately ignoring him now. She fumed silently, shoving bites of butter chicken into her mouth, barely tasting it.
Has he lost interest in me? she wondered, tossing the dishes into the sink with more force than necessary. She wiped her hands with a napkin, lost in thought, when she felt warm arms wrap around her from behind.
“Hi, angel,” Shivank whispered into her ear, his lips brushing softly against her shoulder. He nuzzled her neck, his kisses trailing upward, sending shivers through her body.
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