SANCHI SINHA
20-year-old epitome of beauty and brains. With a multifaceted personality, Sanchi excels in academics, sports, and wins hearts with her kindness. As a college topper, she's admired by all, not just for her intellect, but for her compass...
Abhimanyu dragged Shanaya along, his grip on her wrist unyielding as he strode towards the boys' hostel. ''Abhi, slow down! I'm wearing heels!'' Shanaya protested, her voice strained. Abhimanyu halted, turned, and swept her into his arms in one swift motion. Cradled against his broad chest, her petite frame seemed even smaller. A smile played on her lips as she gazed up at him, ''Abhi, what's gotten into you today?''
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Abhimanyu's expression turned stoic, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Sanchi. ''What does she think she is? Some kind of egoistic queen? Please, she's got everyone under her spell, like she's cast a black magic on them or something. Where did she even learn this? How can anyone fall for that bland, chicken face of hers?"
Abhimanyu, still holding Shanaya in his arms, kicked open one of the room doors with a loud thud. A guy, engrossed in his studies at the study table, jerked up in surprise, turning to face the sudden intrusion. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of Abhimanyu standing in the doorway, Shanaya cradled in his arms. Abhimanyu's gaze locked onto the guy, his eyes flashing a warning, a deathly stare that sent a shiver down the guy's spine. Without a word, the guy quickly gathered his belongings and made a hasty exit, abandoning his studies to escape Abhimanyu's intimidating presence.
Abhimanyu gently set Shanaya down on the floor, his arms releasing their hold on her. He then turned to lock the door, the sound of the latch clicking into place echoing through the room. Shanaya, sensing the shift in atmosphere, understood the unspoken intention. As Abhimanyu turned back to face her, his eyes burning with intensity, he claimed her lips in a fierce kiss. His tongue thrust into her mouth, sparking a passionate response. Shanaya's eyes fluttered closed, surrendering to the sensation, as their tongues entwined in a sensual dance.
Shanaya's right hand instinctively rose to wrap around Abhimanyu's neck, but he caught her wrist, his fingers encircling it like a cuff. He gently pulled her arm behind her back, and then repeated the motion with her left hand. Now, both of Shanaya's hands were secured behind her, her body arched towards Abhimanyu's. Their lips remained locked, the intensity of their kiss unbroken. Finally, after several minutes of passionate entwining, they parted, gasping for air. Abhimanyu's eyes burned with desire as he gazed at Shanaya, her face flushed, her lips swollen from their kiss.
"Wow, my god... that was the best kiss I've ever had!" Shanaya exclaimed, her voice breathy and flustered. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling with delight.
Abhimanyu's gaze smoldered with desire as he replied in a low, seductive tone, "What I'm going to do next will make you forget all about the kiss." His words dripped with promise, his eyes locked on Shanaya's, sending shivers down her spine.
Shanaya knew exactly what was about to unfold, and she willingly surrendered to Abhimanyu's desires. He scooped her up once more, this time gently placing her on the bed. As she lay there, Abhimanyu positioned himself beside her, his hands moving to remove his shirt. Shanaya's eyes widened, fixed on him with rapt attention, drinking in the sight of his chiseled physique. Abhimanyu's shirt slipped off, revealing his flawless chest, sculpted biceps, and defined six-pack abs. He resembled a Greek god, his body so captivating that Shanaya's mouth watered in response. She unconsciously bit her lower lip, a subtle gesture that didn't escape Abhimanyu's notice.
