#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬
✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙
"And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards...
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ADHIKRIT'S POV
"Please, don't go," she whispered as I tried to move away, but she held me close, continuing to cuddle.
"Sorry, sweetheart," I murmured, planting a kiss on her forehead. Her face was streaked with tears, and she looked utterly worn out, yet she still captivated me.
I hadn't wanted to tire her out like this. But after hearing her plea, I lost control and couldn't stop myself until she was left in a state that made me feel ashamed.
But she said she was proud of me. And I felt a bit proud too because she said that she was really proud of me after I did that to her, with shivering lips she gave me pecks on my cheeks saying she was so proud.
"Mr. Agnihotri... stop thinking... and sleep," she mumbled, half-asleep.
"Let me get up, sweetheart. I promise I'll be back in bed with you soon." I kissed her forehead again. She frowned, clearly irritated, but she let me go. I gently pulled her back down, and she groaned in her sleep.
I carefully covered her with the duvet and walked to the shower. After wrapping a towel around my waist, I took a warm, wet towel and returned to the bed to clean her. She hissed in her sleep, and guilt stabbed at me—I had hurt her too much. But I heard her voice again that said she was proud of me.
Once I finished cleaning her, I took a shower myself. Then, I texted Ranvijay, letting him know that we would be staying in our room today since she needed some rest. He would handle the elders, so there wouldn't be much fuss.
I took a sharp breath, realizing what we had done.
Initially, I hadn't wanted us to consummate our relationship because I was afraid of hurting her. But she misunderstood my caution, thinking I didn't care about her or us as a couple, which was so different from the truth. I do care—if not for myself, then at least for her.
