𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲.𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜.♡
Some days even the devil sits back and admires her work.
Story of Aaisha Oberoi And Ranvijay Cha...
Warning :- 18+ ( Okay so we are finally here yayy. Lol. I have never written anything like this before. So kindly advise what adjustments I should make. Also, I didn't go that far yk ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ) _______________________________________
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I have always thought books are fantastic. I did not have enough time, though, to read them.
It gave me comfort to know that I was not the only one who had done something wrong, and I loved the dark side of everyone .
It gives me the impression that everyone has a bad story.
When I read these books, time passes by very quickly, but in addition to time, there was someone who was staring at me nonstop.
And who might that be? My husband.
He broke his gaze, and I could see him approaching me.
"мне бы понравилась эта женушка" ( I would love that wifey)
"What?" I asked, my brow furrowed a little.
"That thing you said in the morning." He tucked my hair back and glanced at my face.
I was already aware of his proficiency in Russian. I knew he would make a move.
After seeing him, my dark side is beginning to soften. That is not love. . . . That is
Attraction.
I placed my book on the side table. And I put my hair in a bun.
He gave off the impression of being in the waiting mood.
I approached him, drew my face closer, and inquired.
"Look how desperate you are for me." He simply grinned and moved closer until we were only a few inches apart and almost in contact for a kiss.
"Is it okay if your lipstick gets smeared?"
"No, of course I would love." I broke off midsentence to observe him grinning and acting as though he had already gotten his wish.
I shivered and said, "You, You have not seen my darkside." My cheeks were the reddest they had ever been, and I was powerless to hide them.
However, in response, he drew nearer to my ears and brought my trembling hands up to his chest. "And you have never seen mine, darling," he continued.
It caught me off guard and helped me to relax. I was shivering a moment ago, but his voice calmed me down. It has an aura that makes me feel content and at ease, much like the bright light of the moon.
