𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞: 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓

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rj_here  Happiest birthday!🩷 As promised enjoy the double update!

Aarohi POV:

I jolted awake as a loud clap of thunder echoed through the room.

Wincing at the sharp pain in my back, I blinked my eyes open and rubbed them sleepily.

Why does my back ache so much?

That's when I realized—there was a strong pair of arms wrapped tightly around me. I opened my eyes fully and saw Ajju holding me close, his chest rising and falling gently.

Our position was...intimate, to say the least. Heat rushed to my face, and I blushed furiously as all the memories of last night came flooding back.

Oh my God, what the hell did I do?!

Feeling completely flustered, I snuggled further into his chest, my cheeks flaming. I'm so shy! I kept thinking about everything that happened—the way I lost control, how I practically threw myself at him.

What was I thinking?

Before I could drown in more embarrassment, I felt something... shifting inside me. My eyes widened, and I looked down, realizing that—he's still inside me!

"AJJU!" I shouted, startling him awake.

He shot up immediately, holding me even tighter as his eyes darted around the room in panic.

"What? What happened?" he asked urgently, clearly disoriented.

I couldn't help but giggle at his bewildered expression. "What the hell, Rooh, I was sleeping," he muttered, giving me a look that was a mix of frustration and affection.

I hummed softly, snuggling deeper into his embrace, trying to hide my flushed face against his chest.

"Ajju... can you please take it out? I need to pee really badly," I mumbled shyly.

He nodded sleepily and shifted, slowly pulling out of me. I couldn't help the small hiss of pain that escaped my lips.

Instantly, he started showering me with soft kisses—on my forehead, cheeks, and neck. He was clearly trying to distract me from the pain, and it worked. I smiled weakly, still holding onto him.

"Should I help you, baby? Are you sore?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern.

I didn't respond, just hummed, not wanting to talk.

I'm so embarrassed.

Why am I acting like this? Where's the confident, bold Aaru who could take charge of any situation?

I feel like a shy little girl caught in a moment she wasn't ready for.

Oh God, why is he so sweet? Why does he have to see me like this?

Sighing, he effortlessly lifted me in his arms as if I weighed nothing at all. My gaze fell on the clock from his shoulder—it was 3 AM.

He carefully placed me on the bathroom counter and brushed a lock of hair away from my face.

"Sorry, baby," he murmured, guilt flickering in his eyes. "I was so tired I didn't even clean up properly after... Well, after we finished. I just crashed. You go ahead and do what you need to do. Call me when you're done, until then I'll change the sheets, okay?"

I nodded, still avoiding his gaze. He gently cupped my cheeks, lifting my head so I had no choice but to look into his eyes.

"Where's my bold baby who owns me, huh?"