(Book number 1 of #Agniwanshi series)💕
"ᴸᴼᴼᴷ ᴬᵀ ᴹᴱ ᵂᴴᴱᴺ ˡ ᴬᴹ ᴰᴱᴱᴾ ᴵᴺˢᴵᴰᴱ ᵞᴼᵁ"
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Rudhransh Agniwanshi, a formidable underworld kingpin, concealed his true nature behind a disarming smile and impeccable business acumen. To the world, he was a charis...
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As I enveloped Prisha in my arms, I realized with a pang of regret that I had forgotten her deepest, darkest fear - water. Her gorgeous eyes, sparkling like diamonds in the blue pool, couldn't hide the terror lurking within their depths. My heart sank, worried about her distress, feeling her tremble against me.
"Relax, Drewdrop," I whispered softly, attempting to calm her racing thoughts, my voice barely audible over the gentle lapping of the water against the pool's edges. My arm wrapped around her slender waist, feeling her delicate frame, marveling at her fragility.
She shot me an angry glance when I pulled her closer, her fear and concern palpable, etched on her face. I knew she was scared, not just of the water, but of the uncertainty of our situation, of being dragged along without control, her independence slipping away.
Underwater, our eyes locked, the world around us fading into the background, leaving only the two of us, suspended in this aquatic bubble. I held her tight, feeling her heartbeat against mine, her emotions flooding the space between us - fear, anxiety, and something more, something unspoken.
Suddenly, she pushed me away, and we burst above the water's surface together, gasping for air. I watched, mesmerized, as she gulped deep breaths, her chest heaving, her shoulders shaking. Her eyes darted around, ensuring we were alone, that our intimate moment remained private.
Relief washed over me, but briefly, as Prisha's hands grasped my shoulders, pinning me against the pool's edge. Her gaze intensified, trapping me, her eyes blazing with a mix of emotions.
"Prisha," my breath caught, my voice barely above a whisper.
Her finger silenced me, pressing against my lips, sending shivers down my spine. "Shhh."
My pulse quickened, my heart racing with anticipation.
"Don't pull these moves, sweetheart, or else I won't be able to control myself," I thought, my mind wandering to the possibilities, the consequences of our actions.
Prisha's water-soaked clothes clung to her curves, accentuating her beauty, highlighting every contour. Droplets on her lips and cheeks sparkled, inviting me to taste them, to savor the sweetness of her skin. My gaze wandered, tracing the path of water trickling between her breasts, mesmerized by the gentle flow.
