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First of all, thankuhh for 50k+ reads. I hope ye novel jaldi 100k bhi cross kar lega...and also I entered my novel " Vanya: a sinful pure spirit " in wattys 2024 competition so hope the best...💗🥹🤌🏻
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"Actually... I got to know about this from Roohi," he said, his eyes sparkling with warmth, and I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"Did you decorate this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, and he nodded, a gentle smile spreading across his face. He guided me to a chair, and I sat down, feeling like a queen. Suddenly, a waiter appeared, and they exchanged a few words before he left.

"RV ji, thanks," I said, my heart filled with gratitude. He gently held my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine, and cupped it, sending shivers down my spine.

"There's no need for thanks, Lotus," he whispered, his voice low and soothing. I looked up at him, my eyes searching for answers.

"RV ji, why do you call me this?" I asked, my voice laced with curiosity. He smiled, his eyes locking onto mine, and I felt my soul stir.

"It signifies purity," he said, his gaze never wavering, and I blushed, feeling like a shy bride. It was like a dream come true, and I couldn't believe I was experiencing this kind of love. I never thought I'd be worthy of such affection.

"Okay, Vanya, let's talk to each other today. I want to know about you," he said, his smile radiant, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Like?" I asked, my voice hesitant, and he leaned in closer.

"What do you think about me and all?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. My heartbeat was racing, and I felt like I was drowning in his gaze.

"You're a good human, a gentleman... I...I like you, RV ji," I stammered, my words barely audible.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and I felt my heart melt. "I'm glad to hear that, Vanya," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

"Finally, you like something about me," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement, and a gentle laugh escaped his lips. But little did he know. My confession was just the tip of the iceberg. I was deeply irrevocably in love with him, and I didn't know how to process it.

"And what do you like about me, RV ji?" I asked, trying to sound casual, but my heart was racing with anticipation.

He looked at me, his gaze piercing through mine, and I felt like he could see right through to my soul. He stood up, his movements fluid and graceful, and I followed suit, my legs trembling slightly. We were standing face-to-face now, the air thick with tension, and I could feel the electricity between us crackling like a live wire. I knew I had to be careful to guard my heart, but it was too late. I was already in too deep.

" You are so pure, like the lotus used in Goddess Laxmi's pooja. You are a pure soul, my pure soul," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear as his hands gently settled on my waist. I felt a swarm of butterflies fluttering in my stomach, and my heart skipped a beat. I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead, the soft melody of a song filled the air, and we began to sway to the music, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. I felt safe and satisfied in his embrace, like I was home.

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