𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #1
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Shivanya Gupta is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. Always going above and beyond to help others, she loves deeply and s...
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The car comes to a halt and I park it in the garage.
Shivanya was silent all the way to our home. I didn't want to stir her thoughts, she must figure out her emotions herself, I'll just be at her side all the way until the end supporting her in whatever decision she takes.
I round the car and open the passenger side door. She looks at me pensively and without a word I pick her up in bridal style. She clings to me like her life depends on it, her hot breath fanning across the crook of my neck.
When we get into the apartment, I settle her on the couch and kneel infront of her.
"Do you need anything?" I ask her
She looks at me and my breath catches at my throat.
I was such a fool.
How can I be so stupid to not to figure out that everytime she looks at me I have been falling in love?
My heart beats wildly.
How can someone who has never truly been loved know how to love another?
Maybe by learning from someone else.
I should have realized that Shivanya was it for me when she made me feel like the plague I have carried all my life can be bearable.
I have felt that since the day she entered my life. Everyday with her, my life has been lighter and lighter. The guilt I had over Khushi's death has completely vanished.
I feel so damn proud that a woman like Shivanya loves me. It makes me want to take everything she's willing to give me and more.
Shivanya who has been silently staring at me all along kneels infront of me and mirrors my position.
She coils an arm around my neck and moves closer. I slide mine around her waist and drag her to me. She stares at my lips and breathes into it.
Atlast she speaks, "Can you make love to me?"
She doesn't need to ask. Because I need her more than anything right now.
I instantly close the gap between our lips and devour her. I push her to the floor and pin her with my body.
