In a world where art and technology collide, two lives are bound by secrets, danger, and and undeniable connection.
She is the nation's most beloved artist, her work capturing the hearts of millions. Her paintings, rich with emotion and hidden mean...
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I woke up to find myself and Aditi tangled in a cozy mess, our legs intertwined. We were still in yesterday’s clothes, though our faces had been wiped clean of any makeup.
The night was a blur; my head spun as I tried to recall how we ended up like this.
Gently waking Aditi, I made my way to the bathroom, craving the clarity of a hot shower.
After washing away the remnants of the night, I slipped into a loose T-shirt and mini shorts, though they clung to me as if I were wearing nothing at all.
Still groggy, I headed to the kitchen for some honey lemon water to clear my mind. But when I turned the corner, I stopped dead in my tracks.
There he was—a man who looked like he had stepped out of a dream. Shirtless, with abs carved like marble, his broad shoulders tapering to a small waist.
His left arm was a canvas of tattoos, each one adding to the allure. He ran his fingers through his tousled hair, every now and then.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him. The way he moved, the effortless grace as he cooked—he was like a living masterpiece.
My artist’s soul stirred; I wanted to capture this moment on canvas. He looked like something out of a fantasy, and I couldn’t help but admire his beauty.
What a sight to wake up to. Keep it together, Esha—he’s your best friend’s brother.
But damn, the way his biceps flexed as he tossed that pan... Get a grip, stop mentally undressing him!
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“Like what you see?” I teased, a smirk playing on my lips.
She snapped out of whatever fantasy she was in. “Dekhne layak kuch hona bhi toh chahiye,” she replied, rolling her eyes.
“Kal to bada handsome bol rahi thi.” I shot back, still smirking.
