𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

𝟐𝟑 | 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐲.

But I hold you close
So how could I go
When you are my destination?
These thoughts they got me conflicted
But it's too late, now I'm addicted

As I sat on the couch, my eyes lingered on the portrait I had created at the age of sixteen, the little girl in the picture, just seven years old and wearing a light-yellow knee-length frock, radiated an enchanting charm.

Her dark brown eyes sparkled with a depth that seemed to hold a universe of dreams and secrets, captivating anyone who dared to gaze into them. Her smile which was invited laughter and love, evoking a sense of comfort and happiness, and have that fucking power to illuminate even the darkest corners of the world. And then there were her cheeks, soft and cherubic, blushing a rosy hue whenever she felt shy or embarrassed. That innocent flush sent butterflies fluttering within me, a sweet reminder of the purity of my childhood love.

The thoughts of my Amaya were disturbed by the knock on the door as I twirled to find my sister, Kiara footing straight at the fore waiting for my permission to enter which I gave, and she came inside. "Can we talk?" I knew what 'talk' she wanted with me, so I nodded my head, "What going between you and Amaya?" Her voice was heated a bit.

I gestured for her to sit which she gladly did, and I put the portrait on the table before leaning back on the couch, "What's going between me and your best friend." A smirk curled my lips as I repeated her question. The anticipation was evident in her eyes when she nodded her head hastily, "Nothing we just slept together." I spoke remembering the moments when my girl was moaning my name.

Kiara's breath hitched for a moment, but she smiled nervously before enunciating, "Bhai, majak mat karo. She is my best friend, and I am serious about her." I frowned hearing her. She is the love of my fucking life, "Why would I joke? and I am way more serious about my girl."

[Brother, don't joke.]

"My-my girl?" She murmured with an unreadable expression on her face, "What's going inside your brain, Bhai? What do you mean by my girl and how could you just have slept with her she was fucking drunk that day." Kiara almost yelled making the rage burst from every single cell of my body.