Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

*A NORMAL KISS? *

***Author's pov***

Aayara sat there, stunned, her body still trembling from the intensity of the encounter. She was grappling with the confusion and shock of what had just happened.

Aayara (whispering to herself): "How could he make me lose control like that? How could he touch me and make me feel... this way?"

She touched her lips, still feeling the residual heat from his kiss. The conflict within her was palpable. She had always prided herself on her strength and composure, but Arjun’s dominance had shaken her to her core.

Aayara (trying to steady her breath): "I can’t let him do this to me. I can’t let him control me like this."

Her mind raced with thoughts of how to regain her sense of control and dignity. The emotional impact of the kiss and the physical closeness had left her feeling vulnerable and exposed.

She stood up slowly, her legs still weak from the encounter. As she gathered her clothes and prepared to dress, her resolve began to solidify. She knew she had to find a way to confront this overpowering force in her life and reclaim her own power.

Aayara (with determination): "I have to stay strong. I have to fight back. I won’t let him break me."

With renewed determination, she dressed quickly and prepared to face whatever came next, resolved to regain her control and confront Arjun on her own terms.

Arjun walked into his room, his demeanor still cold and calculated. The emotions from the earlier encounter were masked behind his steely exterior, but inside, he was grappling with the unexpected intensity of what had transpired.

He paced the room, trying to reconcile his thoughts. The kiss had been more than just a display of dominance; it had stirred something within him, an unanticipated vulnerability he was not used to feeling.

Arjun (muttering to himself): "What is it about her that affects me like this? This was supposed to be just about control, not... not this."

He stopped in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection. His usually composed facade was slightly cracked, revealing a flicker of the turmoil within.

Arjun (with a frown): "Get a grip, Arjun. This is exactly why you need to keep your distance. Don't let her get to you."

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. The kiss had been a tactical move, a way to reassert control, but it had complicated things in ways he hadn’t anticipated.

Arjun (sighing): "I need to keep things under control. I can’t afford to let this become a weakness."

With a final look at his reflection, he forced himself to focus on his work, pushing aside the emotional turmoil for the time being. His mind was set on maintaining the power dynamics and ensuring that his emotions did not get in the way of his plans.

As Arjun lay down to sleep, the room was enveloped in darkness, save for the faint moonlight streaming through the window. His thoughts were still tangled from the earlier events. The kiss, which had started as an assertion of dominance, lingered in his mind, its intensity leaving a mark he couldn’t easily erase.

He shifted in bed, trying to find a comfortable position, but the memory of Aayara’s lips against his, the way her body had responded, and the raw emotion in her eyes, all replayed vividly in his mind.

Arjun (murmuring to himself): "Why does it feel like this? It should be simple, just about control... but it’s not."

He inhaled deeply, trying to calm his racing thoughts. The sensation of the kiss, the warmth of her skin, and the unexpected vulnerability were still fresh. It was unsettling and, despite his efforts, he found himself replaying the moment over and over.

His usual composure began to crack, as the realization dawned that he was more affected than he cared to admit. He clenched his jaw, trying to push the feelings aside.

Arjun (whispering to himself): "I need to stay focused. This can’t be a distraction. I won’t let it be."

Despite his resolve, as sleep finally claimed him, the kiss remained a powerful echo in his subconscious.