HUKUMAT : WAR FOR THRONES

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1 week later

It had been a week since Anika found herself drawn into Grey's shadowed world. In these few days, her life had shifted entirely. Grey had been unexpectedly gentle with her, every touch careful, almost reverent, as though she were something delicate and precious. Anika, so used to strength and survival, was disarmed by this tenderness. She was tough and resilient, yet somehow, the way he held her made her feel like she could let down her guard-and he would still protect her.

As she slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Grey, sound asleep, his arms wrapped around her like a fortress. She felt a surge of warmth, realizing she was nestled close to him, her body bare and wrapped securely in his warmth. That spark of realization sent a thrill through her. She was cocooned in his embrace, shielded by his quiet strength in the darkness of their secluded room.

Throughout this week, her empire had begun to rise again. She'd sealed five crucial underworld supply deals-all with Grey's silent support and his unshakeable presence by her side. She hadn't spoken to anyone else, hadn't needed to. Somehow, his silent companionship had become her anchor, steadying her in the storms she faced.

Yet there was an undeniable thrill in testing him, challenging his commands and resisting his authority. Every time she defied him, he would pull her even closer, his intensity wrapping around her like a force she couldn't escape. Each rebellious act only seemed to heighten the electric pull between them. She found herself craving the strength of his arms, the addictive blend of safety and desire that only he could offer. Each moment spent testing his patience brought her deeper under his spell, making her yearn for him more fiercely.

Caught in her thoughts, she turned toward him, taking in his features softened by sleep. His dangerous face looked calm, the sharp lines of his expression softened, though the aura of danger lingered. Carefully, as if not to shatter the moment, she reached out, cupping his face in her hands. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a kiss both tender and charged.

Grey stirred, his eyes opening slowly, and a faint smirk appeared as he met her gaze. "Good morning, wifey," he murmured, his voice deep and teasing as he traced her lips with his thumb.

A soft smile played on her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Very good morning," she whispered, leaning into him.

After a lingering moment, his expression grew serious. "Today, we have to return to Jaipur."

She sighed, her fingers tracing the lines of his collarbone. "Alright. I'll get ready." She started to slip out of his embrace, but he caught her around the waist, pulling her back with a swift motion that took her breath away.

Without a word, his lips captured hers, the kiss deepening until she felt herself melting against him. He held her firmly as he slowly got up, still keeping her close, and, without breaking their connection, lifted her effortlessly into his arms, carrying her toward the washroom. Her heart raced, anticipation building with every step, every shared glance.