Chapter 47

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Prabhneet Kaur Aulakh

The door burst open with a force that startled me, and in rushed my nephews and sisters, their faces filled with worry and relief. "Prabh!" Jashan didi exclaimed, her voice filled with both joy and concern. They all hurried towards me, enveloping me in their warm embrace. Tears streamed down my face as I sought solace in my sister's comforting arms.

Through my sobs, I managed to recount the terrifying events that had unfolded earlier. "They barged into the store, guns blazing," I choked out, my voice trembling. "Aman bravely shielded me from harm, but the situation escalated rapidly. He left to assess the danger, but before he could return, they had snatched me away." The memory of those harrowing moments replayed in my mind, causing fresh tears to well up in my eyes.

In the blink of an eye, my heart skipped a beat as my husband burst into the room, his presence filling the air with a mix of urgency and relief. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed towards me, his eyes filled with worry and determination. As his strong arms enveloped me, I clung onto him desperately, as if my very existence relied on his touch.

Tears streamed down my face, a testament to the fear that had consumed me just moments ago. My voice trembled as I whispered, "I was so scared." The words escaped my lips, carrying with them the weight of the terror that had threatened to shatter my world. But in that instant, his soothing voice washed over me like a gentle breeze, reassuring me that I was safe in his embrace.

With tenderness in his eyes, he gently brushed away my tears, his touch like a balm to my wounded soul. "My love," he murmured, his voice filled with unwavering devotion, "I would never let anything happen to you." His fingers caressed my hair, each stroke a promise of protection and love. In that moment, the chaos of the outside world faded away, leaving only the two of us, bound together by an unbreakable bond.

He swept me off my feet, effortlessly carrying me up the grand staircase to our luxurious bedroom. As he gently laid me down on the plush bed, a sense of longing washed over me. I couldn't bear the thought of him leaving, so I reached out and grasped his strong arm, halting his departure.

"Stay with me," With a pleading tone in my voice, I implored him to stay by my side. The room seemed to hold its breath as I shifted over, making space for him on the bed. As he gracefully slipped under the covers, his warmth enveloped me, providing solace and comfort. In his embrace, I felt safe and cherished.

"Aman, I know I've been bad to you. But now I realize how much I love you. I cannot live without you," Looking into his eyes, I poured my heart out to him, confessing my past mistakes. The realization of my deep love for him had finally dawned upon me. I couldn't fathom a life without him, for he had become my everything. With every word, I hoped he could sense the sincerity in my voice, and understand the depth of my emotions.

"Oh, Pari," he exclaims, his voice filled with a mix of relief and desire. "You have no idea how I've waited for this moment, for you to utter those words." With a sense of urgency, he leans in, capturing my lips in a passionate, fiery kiss. Our mouths meld together, moving in sync as if they were made for each other. His tongue dances with mine, exploring every crevice, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed.

The world around us fades into oblivion as his lips press against mine, creating an intoxicating fusion of emotions. Time seems to stand still as we lose ourselves in the depths of this long-awaited connection. His touch is electrifying, sending shivers down my spine, and his kiss is a testament to the depth of his longing. Our lips move in perfect harmony, a dance of desire and longing that leaves me breathless.

In that moment, everything else ceases to exist. It's just him and me, locked in a passionate embrace that speaks volumes of the unspoken desires we've harbored for so long. His lips are soft yet demanding, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth with a hunger that matches my own. The intensity of his kiss leaves me weak in the knees, my heart pounding in my chest. It's a moment of surrender, a culmination of pent-up emotions that finally find release in this electrifying kiss.

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