𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊
In a world where love can be both. Beautiful or destructive force, the Raghuvanshi brothers hide behind the cold facade guarding their heart from the pain of love.
"Just because you are my wife and we share a bed d...
I saw her from the corner of my eye, I was sandwiched between eager clamouring for selfies and autographs. I could not turn down their admiration, so I found myself in a sea of people who loved me. Nonetheless, my gaze was drawn irresistibly to her, dressed in an ivory saree that looked like heaven. And as I saw her, my mind flashed back to an incident that had occurred earlier that day.
•• flashback ••
The familiar ivory kurta against my skin provided a sense of comfort as I prepared for the day random thoughts raced through my mind.
I wore a kurta which had beautiful embroidery around the edges.
I pushed the door open with a steady hand, stepping into the room and directing my gaze to the figure standing in front of the mirror.
"Oops, sorry," I said softly, a flush creeping up my cheeks as I realized my mistake.
"I do not usually knock on my rooms door," I muttered.As she turned to face me, warmth enveloped me like a soft embrace as her eyes met mine.
I stood there staring at her, transfixed by the sight of her as she stood there in a saree blouse and underskirt. Her beauty drew me in and took my breath away. The blouse hugged her torso, emphasizing all of her curves, and the V-neckline revealed just enough cleavage to make her crave more.
Her underskirt caught my attention, revealing a svelte waist and falling low over her hips. Her saree's petticoat revealed a stunning curve. The fabric clung to her skin, evoking desires I could not control.
And then I could not take my gaze away from her navel-piercing the piece of jewelry that had me spellbound with tension.
She turned her back on me and rapidly wrapped her shoulders in the saree. I realized then that I would be looking at her like a voyeur, staring at her in silence. I blushed with embarrassment as I tried to look away from it, feeling silly for being caught in such a situation.
I turned my feet away from her and muttered, "I am sorry." She tucked in her hair as she opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out of it. I averted my eyes and turned around.
