#1 in the London Universe series:
Anaya Oberoi, a final-year student at a prestigious college in India, was thrilled to be selected for a student exchange at King's College London. But there was a catch-she had to live with foster parents. To her su...
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She slept peacefully in my arms once again, curled up and serene. Seeing her like this, I couldn't shake the feeling that crying and sharing her secrets had exhausted her deeply. It pained me to think of the trauma she had endured, and all I wanted was to shield her from any further pain.
As I held her, a fierce determination welled up within me. That guy, Varun Sharma, would indeed suffer for what he had done to her. He would pay for causing her so much anguish.
Looking ahead, I knew our plans for the near future included a trip to India once this semester came to an end. But first, I needed to focus on making her upcoming birthday special. Inviting our friends and renting a villa for two days seemed like the perfect way to celebrate her, surrounded by love and joy.
Planning for her birthday and ensuring she felt cherished became my immediate priority.
"Kitten?" I whispered softly, holding her close.
"Yes?" she replied, her voice still vulnerable and low.
"You're awake?" I asked, gently kissing her forehead.
"Mmm-hmm," she murmured, nuzzling closer to me, her head resting on my shoulder as if I were the most comfortable place in the world.
"Am I a bed, kitten?" I teased lightly, trying to lighten the moment.
"The most comfortable one," she answered with a hint of a smile in her voice.
Her words melted my heart, and I placed my phone on the side table before pulling her into a tight embrace. I felt her lips curve into a smile against my shoulder, and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Kitten?" I murmured after a moment.
"Yes?" she replied softly, her voice filled with warmth.
"Do you want to invite anyone personally for your birthday?" I asked her gently.
"I wish Aashna was here. She's been by my side on every birthday," she whispered wistfully.
"Aashna," I repeated softly.
"Hmm," she murmured in agreement.
"Would you like something to eat?" I asked, trying to change the subject gently.
"Yes," she replied, her voice still low.
"What would you like, baby?" I inquired, wanting to make her comfortable.
"You," she answered with a mischievous smirk, settling back comfortably on my lap.
I chuckled softly, knowing she was teasing me.
"Eat me then," I whispered pulling her close to my lips.
She parts her lips apart and closes the distance. Her kiss was soft and I liked the slow-paced kiss either but I am a demon who wants to devour her lips and that amazing body of hers. I pull her closer and start sucking on to her lips taking life out of them. I turned the soft and romantic kiss into a demonic and passionate one. She was matching my pace successfully until I groped her ass or boobs.
