Mine to love

Chapter 25

Trigger Warning: Mature
Ayan's pov

I leaned in closer, enjoying the way Inaaya's breath hitched as I pressed her against the tree.

The moment was electric, and I couldn't help but tease her, pushing boundaries just to see her reaction.

"I bet you'd love it if I took you right here... right now." I said, a grin spreading across my face.

It was infuriating how much she tried to act tough, and I lived for moments like this, watching her wrestle with her own desire and irritation.

Her eyes widened, and I felt a rush of satisfaction as she struggled to push me back.

"Ayan, stop," she breathed, her voice trembling just enough to let me know I was getting to her.

I paused, searching her gaze.
I stepped back, raising my hands in mock surrender.

"Alright, alright. No need to get so worked up, Inaaya. I'm just teasing," I said lightly, though my eyes still held that familiar gleam of mischief.

She looked furious, but I couldn't ignore the way her cheeks flushed, betraying her.
It was like I was turning into a "Annoy the fuck out of Inaaya Gupta addict."

The thrill of this tension that kept me coming back for more.

Inside, I was a mess.
She was infuriating, stubborn, and everything I shouldn't want.

Yet, I craved her.

The way she hated me only made it more exhilarating. I caught her glancing away, and I fought the urge to reach out, to pull her back into my mind games.

I knew I had her flustered, and that was half the fun.

"You know, you're not as tough as you pretend to be," I said, trying to keep my tone playful while my mind raced with the possibilities of how far I could push her.

Fuck, I wanted her.

I just needed to find the right way to break through that wall she built around herself.

I watched as her storming after me, her brows knitted in frustration, those bright eyes shooting daggers.

The thrill of the chase only made me smirk wider. There was something undeniably intoxicating about getting under her skin, even if it did come with a healthy dose of anger.

"Why do you have to be such a pain in the ass?" she snapped, her voice sharp like a whip.

"Because it's fun," I replied, shrugging as I took a casual step back, letting her catch up.

"Besides, you secretly love it. Admit it."
"Love what? Dealing with you? Please," she retorted, rolling her eyes dramatically. "You're insufferable."

Her annoyance was almost endearing.

It only fueled my obsession further. The way she crossed her arms, the way her lips pressed into a thin line—it was all too cute. I couldn't resist pushing her buttons just a little more.

"Okay, how about this," I began, a devious grin creeping onto my face. "Let's make a bet."
"A bet? With you?" she asked, arching an eyebrow in skepticism.

"What kind of bet?"

"Whoever finds the treasure spot first gets to make the other do whatever they want." I leaned in closer, lowering my voice for effect.

"And I'm thinking it could be something... sexy."

Her expression was a mix of disbelief and irritation, and I could practically see the gears turning in her head.