Indian Chronicles Book III
My Husband, My Tyrant.
When Peace Becomes Suffocation.
Jahnvi Khanna has everything in her life, a supporting family, a high-paying job and a happy life at the age of 26. She wanted nothing but to get married to her best f...
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Enemies to lovers or second chance romance?
Dark romances or rom com?
Age gaps or no age gaps.
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Little Emerald's POV.
The wild thumping of my heart made me alert, I was afraid that Yuvraaj would hear it as well, his scent lingering in the air as he led me to his no- our bed, "Sit here." I stared at him as he walked to the door then locked it from inside.
His movements were so perfect as he walked up to me, standing in-front of me, his right going to pat my head twice before he caressed it.
The touch was not even sexual but I could feel my body warming up, "Look at me, baby." I killed up at him, letting me cage me with those perfect forest green orbs.
Yuvraaj trailed his fingers down to caress my cheeks, a touch so soft and gentle that I leaned against his hand. I feel so cared right now, so caged, a combination that doesn't go hand in hand.
"You are such a beautiful woman, Darling." His fingers now holding my jaw, softly. "and all mine." I can feel the goosebumps erupting all over my body, I feel so touch crave right now.
So needy.
"Stand up." I did almost instantly as if my body was already attuned to his command, "Take off my t-shirt."
"Me?"
"Only you get to touch me, baby. So yes you." Upon hearing his words, I brought my fingers to hold the t-shirt, Yuvraaj raised his hands and let me take it off.
