★ ~ A BOOK OF WAR.
WAR BETWEEN RESPONSIBILITIES, HONESTY, PROMISES AND *LOVE* ~ ★
LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL BUT ALSO DANGEROUS... WHEN IT COMBINATES WITH MADNESS...
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"Babygirl, do you even know what you mean to me ?" he said in his deep and husk...
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Siren ~
A woman who is considered to be alluring or fascinating but also dangerous in some way.
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"Mine. Mine only" I murmured to myself. I don't know why. While I sat in the car to return to the hotel we were staying.
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Yesterday was very stressful. I would have shot her dead but she held some power. A power that controlled my emotions and feelings. Despite her threatening demeanor, I couldn't help but find it intriguing and slightly cute.
Even Miraya was shocked by the sudden behavior change.
From the instant I stepped into her cabin, I was captivated by her presence, unable to look away. Her beauty was so breathtaking that it led me to fall in love and lose control over myself.
After she finished her phone call, she appeared slightly stressed and perspiring, which caused her to sweat a little. The sunlight caused her neck to glisten as sweat formed beads on her skin.
A sweat bead came down from the way of her neck and got dispersed in her cleavage which had a direct effect on my dick, I couldn't resist but stare at her golden skin.
As she noticed my gaze, she hesitantly reached up to gather her loose strands of hair and skillfully twisted them into a graceful bun. The way she manipulated her hair had an unexpectedly alluring effect on me.
As our eyes locked, her gaze was utterly captivating and seemed to stretch on for an eternity. At that moment, it felt like I was experiencing— what people refer to as... 'falling in love'.— I wanted to stay like that, but she had something else planned for me.
With all these thoughts, I raced my Aston Martin on the way to reach Kai, so that I could understand what type of feeling I was experiencing.
I swiftly reached the destination in a matter of minutes.
I greeted her with a simple "Hey, Kai." She nodded in response and welcomed me. She was not an Indian but an NYC citizen living in India because my parents paid her a hefty sum of money to treat me. She's beautiful, but I see her as my mother.
