ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝟷 ɪɴ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ sᴇʀɪᴇs
Tia ᥫ᭡ Saransh
"I like you. Saransh ji, I truly do a lot, but I'm not sure what love is because I've never felt it."
"Then let me show you what love feels like by painting you in the color of my love, sona.
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"I love you. "
Did she confess her love to me? Does she really love me? Am I not dreaming? My eyes become watery, and I gulp down the lump in my throat, but the tears still manage to escape and roll down my face, landing on her cheek. My heart skips a beat as I gaze at her serene face, fast asleep on my chest, snoring softly. I can't help but smile like a fool, overwhelmed with emotions that I struggle to put into words. If she were awake, I would shower her with kisses until she was breathless. I gently kiss her forehead, start the car, and drive us to our little villa, feeling an indescribable sense of joy and contentment.
As we made our way into the villa, I took her up to the bedroom and carefully laid her down on the bed. I also removed her earrings and heels from her foot. She looked stunning in her white dress, with a nuptial chain around her neck and a cluster of sindoor on top of her head.
I needed to change her dress, so I went to the closet, grabbed my white shirt, and returned to the room, turning out the light, moonlight shining on her skin, brushing her hair back from her face, braiding it loosely, and gently removing her dress. She shuddered when the cool breeze touched her skin.
my eyes raking over her brown body like a hungry predator. As I looked at her, a surge of desire ran through me, causing my body to react in a way that I couldn't control. My buddy twitched beneath my pants, signaling my growing arousal. if I make love to her, I would go insane with desire, like a bloody wolf starving for ages finally given the chance to pound its prey.
Pushing my sinful thoughts aside, I forced her to put on a shirt and shut the buttons. Then, because of my small wife, I headed to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
Coming out of the shower, I threw on my boxers and climbed into bed next to her, pulling her close to me. I breathed in her familiar scent, noticing the subtle change in her fragrance. She nuzzled into my neck, her warm breath causing shivers down my spine.
"Good night, Sona," I whispered, gently kissing her forehead before drifting off to sleep in the comfort of her embrace.
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I groaned, struggling to open my eyes, my head throbbing as if someone had smashed it with a hammer. Clutching my head, I tried to wake up, but a strong, veiny hand was wrapped around my waist under my clothes. Peering through the haze of sleep, I saw Saransh ji, with his baby face, peacefully sleeping beside me. The warmth of his touch and the sound of his slow, steady breathing comforted me, easing some of the pain in my head.
