𝄞𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊-1 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝄞
Welcome to His Belonging Love -
A story of innocent beginnings, painful goodbyes, and the kind of love that never truly fades.
Abhimaanyu Singh Rathore is the eldest son of Rajasthan's royal Rathore family. Po...
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As sunlight warmed my face, I stirred in my sleep, slowly opening my eyes-only to find myself in his arms.
My gaze drifted to his face, peaceful in slumber, like a small child. A soft smile played on my lips as I felt the way he held me protectively, as if shielding me from the world.
Memories of last night came rushing back-the sudden arrival of that bastard, the panic that gripped me, and then... Maan. His care, his unwavering belief in me, the way he held me together when I felt like falling apart.
For the first time in so long, I felt light. Free. As if, with him, my pain and insecurities faded into nothingness. He was my solace, my cure.
A blush crept onto my cheeks as I recalled the moments we had shared-the tenderness, the warmth, the stolen kisses. After our small makeout session, I had drifted into a peaceful sleep in his arms. I could still feel the lingering touch of his lips on my forehead, a silent promise that he would always be there for me.
My eyes drifted to his face, looking so peaceful and sundar in his sleep. Abhigyaan often told me about his erratic sleeping schedule-how he spent nights buried in work, either at the office or glued to his laptop.
I've already given him so much pain, but now, I'll never let him go. I'll love him endlessly, cherish him, and pamper him like the prince he truly is.
He is the sunshine in my dark world, the unexpected light when I had long stopped searching for one.
"You are always loved by me," I murmured, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. My heart swelled as I watched his serene expression.
He looked so beautiful-hayee, it felt like, one by one, my dreams with him were coming true.
