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Outside the Room
Enraged, Samar stormed out of the room. His mind was a storm of confusion, frustration, and burning desire.
He needed to breathe, to get away, to cool the fire inside him. The room behind him still echoed with tension—too much to handle.
Outside, the rain fell steadily, each drop hitting the ground with a rhythm that strangely matched the chaos in his heart.
The cool air wrapped around him, but it did nothing to calm the heat still coursing through his veins.
He stood on the carved wooden balcony, gripping the railing so tightly that his knuckles turned white. It almost felt like he could break the wood with the strength of his rage.
The memories of what had just happened inside the room played over and over in his head. The candlelight. Her breathless voice.
Her soft moans—filled with both pain and pleasure. They kept echoing in his ears like a haunting melody he couldn’t escape.
Her reactions had awakened something wild in him. She had responded to every touch, every move. But still, there was a question that haunted him—what did it mean to her?
Had he crossed a line?
Was it just desire? Or was there something deeper he was too scared to admit?
Samar’s chest rose and fell heavily as he tried to calm himself. His jaw clenched, teeth grinding together. He wasn’t just angry at Dhara—or the moment. He was angry at himself.
Why couldn’t he control what he felt around her?
Why did her silence hurt more than her words?
The rain poured harder, but Samar stood still, the storm outside no match for the one within.
"Once again, she left you high and dry."
The mocking words sliced through the heavy silence, pulling Samar’s attention toward the voice.
Reva stood beside him, casually smoking a cigarette like she had all the time in the world. He hadn’t noticed when she arrived, but now her presence felt like another weight added to his already burning frustration.
He didn’t say a word.
He didn’t even look at her.
He had no interest in her games tonight. She always came with sharp words and twisted jokes—but tonight, he wasn’t in the mood.
His mind was still trapped in the memory of Dhara—her breathless voice, her trembling body, the way her eyes had looked at him. It was all too much.
He wanted to go back to his room. To shut the door. To forget it all. But he didn’t move.
Because he knew if he went back in there and saw her again—saw those dark kohl-filled eyes—he’d lose control. Again.
He wasn’t ready for that.
He shoved his hand into his pocket, pretending to look for something, anything, to take his mind off her. But before he could think further, Reva stepped in front of him and lifted her hand, holding the lit cigarette close to his lips.
Samar’s eyes narrowed. His jaw tightened.
He looked at her, clearly irritated. His eyebrows pulled together, and he rolled his eyes, turning his face away without a single word.
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