"Subtle touches, stolen glances, whispered conversations," he explained, his voice low and seductive. "We must be seen as inseparable, yet maintain an air of mystery."
"Ah, I see," Devika murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Keep them guessing, then?" She looked deep into Suryadev's eyes, seeking reassurance and guidance in their shared mission.
"Exactly." Suryadev's expression turned serious. Suryadev's intense gaze never leaving Devika's.
"I hope you can handle this," Suryadev whispered huskily, his voice thick with desire.
"But we must tread carefully, for the line between pretense and reality can blur all too easily." He reached for her hand, their fingers entwining as they stood side by side.
This time Devika responded without hesitation.
"Fear not, Maharaja. I shall guard my heart with the ferocity of a tigress."
"Then let us embark on this daring charade," Suryadev said, as he slid a hand down her arm, tracing the delicate contours of her body.
His fingers lingered at her waist before slipping around to the small of her back, pulling her closer.
His touch was electric, making every nerve in Devika's body hum with anticipation.
She gasped softly as she felt his hot breath on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Suryadev smiled, parting from her, and offer her his arms.
"Together, we shall outwit the council and preserve our independence."
Devika's eyes sparkled with determination as she accepted his arm with a flourish.
"Agreed," she replied, her smile wide and genuine.
Suryadev broke their kiss to leave a trail of wet kisses along Devika's neck eliciting a soft sigh from her parted lips.
The subtle graze of his teeth against the sensitive skin sent jolts of pleasure racing down her spine, turning her knees into jelly.
The Maharaja knew exactly how to arouse a woman.
Side by side, they stepped into the twilight, their fates intertwined in a dance as delicate as the petals of a rose.
Each movement, each whispered conversation, and stolen glance was a carefully choreographed step in a dance that could determine the fate of their kingdom.
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The Maharaja And I : Inspired by Bridgerton
Historical FictionA story as captivating as any inspired by the scandalous affairs of Bridgerton. The Rajmata faces a challenge: securing a Maharani for the enigmatic Maharaja Suryadev. Bazaars' and temples' gossips of Vijayanagara Empire buzz with speculation. The h...
