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"It's okay, love. I won't hurt you," Raj tried to reassure me, his voice soft, but I couldn't believe him. I shakily stood up, trying to put more distance between us.
"Please, Lavanya, relax. You're not well," he said, steppin...
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✧ Author's POV ✧
The warm rays of the morning sun gently illuminated the room, casting a golden glow on Raj Malhotra’s face. As he stirred awake, his gaze fell upon the most beautiful sight he had longed for over the years—his beloved Lavanya Mithal, lying beside him, her body cuddled close to his chest.
A tender smile played on Raj’s lips as he caressed her hair, and in response, Lavanya snuggled even closer, making his heart swell with contentment. Her soft breath tickled his chest as she woke up, her eyes slowly opening to the comforting sight of his bare chest. Without a second thought, she pressed a gentle kiss on his chest, her lips lingering for a moment before she lifted her gaze to meet his. The early morning light bathed them both, making them glow as if the universe itself was celebrating their union.
"Good morning, love," Lavanya whispered, her voice soft and filled with warmth. Raj leaned down, capturing her lips in a light kiss before he replied, his voice laced with affection.
"Very good morning, baby," he smiled brightly, his eyes twinkling with joy.
Lavanya’s brow furrowed in slight confusion as she gazed at him. Sensing her curiosity, Raj continued, "You know what the best feeling in the world is?" He paused, letting his words sink in before answering his own question. "It's knowing that you're mine and I'm yours, for eternity."
Lavanya’s smile widened at his words, but before she could respond, a loud rumbling noise from her stomach broke the romantic atmosphere. Embarrassed, she tried to hide her face, but Raj’s hearty laugh filled the room.
"I think I didn’t fill your belly properly last night," he teased, his voice dripping with mischief.
Lavanya’s face flushed a deep shade of red as she playfully smacked his chest, "Raj!" she exclaimed, her tone a mix of embarrassment and admonishment.
He just chuckled, enjoying her reaction, before getting out of bed. Lavanya followed suit, but as she stood up too quickly, her legs gave way, and she tumbled to the floor with a yelp.
"Ahhh!" she cried out, wincing as she landed awkwardly.
In an instant, Raj was by her side, scooping her up in his strong arms. "Don’t try to be a superwoman, you're sore," he admonished gently, his tone both concerned and amused. She pouted at him, her eyes narrowing.
"And whose fault is that?" she shot back, raising her eyebrows in challenge.
Raj laughed, placing her carefully on the edge of the bed. "You said if I stopped, you'd... ahem," he trailed off, a sly grin spreading across his face as he reminded her of her own words from the previous night. Lavanya’s pout deepened, but she couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
