"You are mine, in every sense of the word. Your body, your heart, your every desire-they all belong to me."
His voice dripped with dark desire and lust as he brushed his thumb over my bruised lip, sending shivers down my spine. In that moment, I co...
Don't you think I deserve a follow for the hard work I put in?
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"Scars from love remind us of our resilience."
A U T H O R
As soon as Veer entered inside he was welcomed by his father who proudly hugged him and congratulated him for his success.
His mother showered all the love on him not letting him go. She fed him by her hands talking to him all the while in such a glee that he had to stop her himself. After he was finished he went upstairs to his room.
His room was all cleaned and everything in place like he wanted. Throwing his blazer and tie on the neatly made bed he opened the two buttons of his shirt walking to the mini bar counter present in his room. Taking a bottle of wine he poured it into the glass looking at it intensely. The way the liquid flowed down into the glass remained him of the way it flowed on her naked skin when he poured it on her.
He licked his lips and cursed himself for thinking of her again. But he can't help it when she is in his every breath. The moment he laid his eyes on her their fate was intervened and now she is his Intoxicated obsession that no one can take away from him, not even her.
Gulping the drink he poured another drink for himself.
Veer stood infront of the mirror and his eyes fell on the nail marks on his chest, proudly stating her rights on him.
He caressed it with his hand as a devilish grin appeared on his face.
"You will surely be the death of me, My little Queen." He whispered staring at the name which was inked on his chest right on his heart beautifully decorated.
DEVIKA
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•In the city's outskirts•
It's evening and she was roaming in the garden getting bored. It was almost getting dark, she was admiring the flowers and the plants there enjoying the cool breeze. Her long pallu was flying due to the wind sending shivers to her whenever the breeze touched her waist.
She was bored all day doing nothing and wasting time, She just wants to meet him soon.
When will he come back? She thought draping the pallu around her feeling cold. Strolling through the garden her mind went back to the time they spent in london, Its nearly 8 months since they are together they had came back only yesterday and he left her alone.
