This is a story about four couples who fall in love and fight through their problems together, ultimately winning their love.
The first man is betrayed by his girlfriend, who pretended to love him as an act of revenge. She almost kills him, but he s...
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As the evening dissolved into night, Trisha and Vihaan continued to slumber, entwined in each other's arms, their bodies relaxed in a deep, peaceful sleep. It was as if they had finally found refuge in each other's embrace, their exhaustion melting away.
Vihaan lay fully on top of Trisha, his body surrendering to her warmth, his arms wrapped tightly around her. His face buried between her breasts, his breath whispering against her skin.
Trisha's hands cradled Vihaan's head, . Her legs wrapped around his, holding him close, as if unwilling to let go.
As the clock struck 8 pm, the moonlight streaming through the window cast a silvery glow on their tranquil scene, illuminating the serenity etched on their faces.
Trisha's eyes fluttered open, unaware of the time, her gaze meeting the gentle darkness. She felt Vihaan's weight on her, but instead of discomfort, she felt a deep relaxation wash over her.
A soft smile spread across her lips as she began to run her fingers through Vihaan's hair, her touch gentle, comforting.
Vihaan's grip on her tightened, his face nestling deeper into her warmth, his breath syncing with hers.
Trisha's eyes drifted shut once more, her body melting into his, their love radiating like a gentle warmth.
In this peaceful haven, they forgot the world, forgot words, forgot everything except the gentle rhythm of each other's breathing.
As Trisha's eyes fluttered open once more, she was met with the gentle glow of the moonlight streaming directly into the room through the balcony. The soft illumination highlighted the serene beauty of Vihaan's face, his features relaxed in deep slumber.
Her gaze wandered to the rest of the room, where the warm glow of the lamps cast a cozy ambiance. Her eyes returned to Vihaan, and her heart swelled with love.
Trisha's hand reached out, her fingers tracing the contours of Vihaan's cheek, her touch gentle. "Get up, Vihaan, we have cook dinner then eat" she whispered.
But Vihaan remained oblivious, lost in his peaceful sleep. Trisha's heart melted at the sight, unwilling to disturb him.
However, she knew he needed to eat, and so she tried to carefully extricate herself from beneath him. She attempted to prop him up on the pillows.
Vihaan's arms tightened around her, refusing to let go. "Stop moving, sweetheart," he murmured.
His hot breath caressed her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Trisha's breath caught.
"Vihaan, you need to wake up," she coaxed.
But Vihaan's grip only intensified. His face nestled deeper into her neck.
Trisha's pulse quickened as his lips brushed against her skin.
