Kya Jaane Tu Mere Iraade Le Jaunga Saansein Chura Ke Dil Keh Raha Hai Gunehgaar Ban Ja Bada Chain Hai Inn Gunaahon Se Aage Main Gumshuda Si Raat Hun Meri Khushnuma Subah Tum Ho🌷
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She felt a blush creeping up her cheeks at his words, her heart skipping a beat. "M-me?" she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
He nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "Yes, you," he confirmed, his voice filled with sincere fondness. "You are just as beautiful as this flower, if not more so."
She felt a rush of emotions welling up inside her. But before she could respond, he leaned in even closer, his face mere inches from hers.
His voice dropped to a low murmur, filled with a hint of longing. "You know, they say that the 'raatkirani' only blooms when true love is in the air," he whispered, his breath warm against her skin.
His words sent a shiver down her spine, her heart fluttering in her chest. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. "True love, huh?" she managed to say, her voice a little shaky.
He hummed in agreement, his eyes still locked onto hers. He gently took her hand in his, his touch gentle yet possessive. "Yes, true love," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity.
He gently pushed a strand of hair out of her face, his fingers lingering for a moment on her cheek.
She found herself completely ensnared by his gaze, her thoughts swirling with a mix of curiosity and desire. "And.. what happens when this flower blooms?" she asked, her voice slightly breathless.
A sly smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he leaned in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "When this flower blooms..." he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "It means true love is in full bloom, and there's no turning back."
She smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and determination. "You're stuck with me now," she teased, her voice filled with a hint of playful mischief. "And there's no turning back. You're mine, yuvraj"
He laughed at her words, genuinely amused by her confidence. He squeezed her hand gently, a smile playing on his lips. "Is that so, titli? I'm yours now, am I?" he said, his tone a mix of mock defeat and affection.
He chuckled as he squeezed her cheek affectionately, his fingers caressing her skin. The gesture was a playful yet possessive one, a silent declaration of his claim on her. He then leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, his mouth lingering for a moment, savoring the taste of her.
The kiss was tender and passionate, filled with unspoken words and promises. When he finally pulled away, his lips still millimeters from hers, his eyes were darkened with a mix of desire and something else she couldn't quite identify.
