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❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

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❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 w̶i̶t̶h̶ y̶o̶u̶ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❞

~ 𝒀𝒖𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊

• Y U V I K A •

Our eyes locked as my toes subtly rose, aligning with his height, His firm hold on my waist tightened, drawing me closer, and I couldn't help but gasp.

His head nestled into the delicate curve of my neck, and instinctively, I tilted it, granting him more access. The subtle warmth of his breath danced across my skin, and I shivered with anticipation. I sensed the gentle trace of his nose, exploring the contours, inhaling my essence.As his nose gracefully yielded to the gentle touch of his lips.

"And you know what bad girls get?" I nodded, feeling the intensity.

"Punishment," he whispered I wrapped both my arms around his neck, fingers gently grazing through his hair. His nose gave way to his lips, leaving a trail of warmth on my skin. Pressed against the wall, I absorbed every inch of him, All of him, feeling the intensity grow.

His lips, warm and tender, moved from mine to a sensitive spot on my neck. A gentle, tingling sensation spread as he pressed his lips softly against my skin. His breath sent shivers down my spine, and I felt the warmth of his mouth against the delicate curve of my neck.

With a subtle mix of pleasure and pain, his teeth grazed my skin, leaving a mark. I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp as he continued, each nibble leaving its distinct impression. A rush of butterflies fluttered in my stomach.

"Ahh, Viraj," I moaned, the ache in my flesh blending with an unexpected pleasure. I felt his embrace tighten as if he was marking me as his own.
His hands explored the curves of my body.

His and my fingers intertwined. When he kept exploring, leaving no square inch unexplored, I could feel the heat rising between us.

His breath was hot against my ear as he whispered words that sent a delicious shiver through me.

" Look at me Rose " My eyes aligned with his. I was captivated by his grey eyes, which looked at me with gentle grace. He made me feel like a flower in his vase, blooming with his care and attention. He smiled at me and felt a breeze caressing my skin and putting me at ease. He was the river that quenched my thirst and the mountain that made me feel immersed

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