WE CROSSED 100K READS !! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! So this is a special update full of teasing, love, and laughter.
Didn't have heart to remove the above line ✨️ i wanted to cherish my older footprints🧿🪬
Im so sorry for the delay of the updates, I had exam thats why I wasnt able to write.
Also taot is totally out of my genre book im still learning to write it in a nicer way. Lbh was good a little cringe but I was comfortable. ( i doubt how i was. But pheli book thi yaar, phela bacha kaise bhi ho pyara hota hai.)
And here with taot I want that old saga along with hotness of enemity and for that I have to use my mind a lot like alot isliye naye chapters likhne mei bhai bahut jyada time lag jata hai. Its almost whole book is getting re written.
Nevertheless I will try my best to upload it on a faster pace. Ek baar stck par bulk updates dedo. Fir vapas se one day gap mein i will start here.
Albeit, what's in my mind according to that ch 55 ke baad lbh ka hi same rahega bas ek do aur twist aayenge in phase 4.
Thank you so much for being so so supportive, I promise to not let you guys down and compensate your patience with everything I could in my power.
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Ikshita pov
He suddenly brought the car to a halt at the side of the road, the engine’s hum fading into a charged silence. Before I could even process, his hands were firm on my waist, yanking me onto his lap in one smooth, possessive motion.
“What are you even doing?” I wriggled in his hold, trying to slip free, but his grip was iron-strong, keeping me pinned against him. My heart raced, half from frustration, half from the sudden, intoxicating closeness.
“Teaching you how to be a good girl,” he murmured, eyes glinting with mischief and authority.
I elbowed him, once, twice, trying to break free of his embrace. “You’re so much into teasing me, right? Let me give you a piece of my mind now,” I spat, voice sharp, sassy, daring him to push back.
He chuckled low, the vibration sending a thrill straight through me. “Oh, I see. You think you can escape my lessons?” His hands didn’t loosen; instead, they adjusted slightly, one arm curling around my back, the other brushing teasingly over my side, just enough to make me shiver.
I twisted, wiggled, tried to get out, but every movement only drew him closer, his presence overwhelming. My protests became sharper, louder, but I could feel the thrill in the air — the tension between defiance and desire, between boldness and control.
“Don’t fight it, Daisy,” he whispered, leaning closer so that his lips almost brushed my ear. “Sometimes, the best lessons… are learned when you can’t escape.”
