What if a woman from the 21st century travels 900 years back that is the 12th century, and she has to stay there due to certain circumstances and what if her fate is connected to the prince who is cold,ruthless and emotionless...will her fate make...
Antara came to understand the depth of Prince Abhimanyu's intentions, recognizing the profound gesture he was about to make for her.
He began to loosen his hold on her waist. "No, Prince Abhimanyu!" Antara cried out in astonishment.
As soon as Prince Abhimanyu released his grip, Antara tumbled into the pool with a splash.Prince Abhimanyu's face lit up with a satisfied smile at the sight before him.
Antara struggled to breathe underwater, trying desperately to get to the surface for air. Prince Abhimanyu watched her with a look of satisfaction, as if he had just conquered a whole kingdom.
She writhed in the depths, her body fighting against the encroaching water, as she struggled to capture the precious breath that seemed just out of reach.
He held the stick at one end and offered the other end to her. She took it and carefully moved toward the edge of the pool. Prince Abhimanyu, watching with a smirk, said, "Well, look who's here. It seems you had quite a good time in the pool." He glanced at Antara, who was shivering from the cold her entire body trembling from the biting cold.".
He reached out, extending his hand in a gesture of assistance as if telling her to hold his hand and come out. Antara shot him a fierce, penetrating glare, her eyes full of cold fury. Unmoved by her ire, he responded with a smirk and a deliberate, mocking signal, as if daring her to grasp his hand.
She grasped his hand, her eyes still blazing with anger. "When the hell are you going to stop all this?" Antara demanded, her expression a mix of frustration and disbelief. With a mocking smile but a face taut with anger , he replied, "I haven't even begun, sunflower."
She glared at him with intense anger. With a smirk that mirrored his own mockery, she said, "I suppose then I have no other choice." Without a moment's hesitation, she yanked his hand which she was holding , pulling him toward the pool.
Caught off guard, Prince Abhimanyu lost his footing and tumbled into the water beside her, the splash echoing loudly as they both fell into the pool.
Prince Abhimanyu emerged from the water, his face breaking the surface with a gasp. He lifted his hands to push his soaked hair back, water streaming down his face as he shook off the droplets .With his striking features and the way his damp hair clung to him, he looked even more handsome than before.
Prince Abhimanyu's wet body gleamed under the moonlight. His strong, defined muscles were clearly visible, glistening with droplets of water that accentuated every contour. The wetness clung to his skin, making his chiseled abs and broad shoulders appear even more sculpted. As he moved, the water droplets sparkled, adding to the allure of his striking, sunlit physique.
He shot a heated glance at Antara, his anger barely contained. "What's wrong, Prince?" she taunted, her mocking smile widening. "It seems you've had quite a good time in the pool."saying that she was about to leave
He drew her close with a firm grip, closing the distance between them until their bodies were pressed tightly together. He grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her back while pulling her more closer to him her back touching his bare hit perfectly sculpted chest.Their bodies touching each other without even a space for air ,his hot breaths hitting the nape of her neck sending sensations to her.
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