"How badly do you want to get fucked, butterfly?"
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**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**
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I should not be in love with her.
Not after I know, who she is.
Yet I did.
Deeply, madly...
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One month later Reyaansh's POV
I killed him.
The day after, Kainaat told me that he touched her.
He was tortured and both of his hands were drilled into the chair, as I didn't know which one he touched my wife with.
He dared to touch what's mine, and I don't tolerate that.
My men found him unconscious near the mall with a broken wrist and nose.
I am so proud of my girl.
Today, it is my mom's birthday and my view right now is a panicked Kainaat trying to bake a cake.
"I think we need more butter." Zaisha looks at Kainaat.
"We are making a cake that has a little bit of butter in it, Not a butter stick, which is a little fluffy."
"I am sure we can ask the staff to help you-" I looked back to see none of our staff in the kitchen.
"No. I want to make a cake for her on my own." Kainaat says and starts preparing the batter.
She is really trying.
It has been a whole month of seeing Kainaat trying to be a part of the family. And for some reason, I also feel that she is now present in the family.
At first, she was not interested, but she still tried for me. Now, Kainaat really wants to be with the family.
Aditya and Ayaan mostly help her in the little gestures she does for the family. She spends a lot of time with Mom.
Kainaat had previously been uninterested in these relationships, but now she's completely committed. Her small gifts to me show her love language.
She's putting all of her trust in me, even though she doesn't know anything. She's putting her entire trust in me because I informed her that my family is innocent..
How did I get so lucky?
She designed a saree for mom with details about mom's favorite things, mom was so happy, she almost cried.
