A Relationship That Blurs The Lines Between Love and Obsession
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Raghavendra Singh Rajvansh , is ruthless , heir to thron of royal , prominent state of Rajasthan with being it's chief minister and innumerable...
The doorbell rang suddenly , I was startled , jumped slightly at its sound. My heart skipped a beat as the doorbell pierced the silence. My hands trembling slightly. Is he here already ?
"Coming," I called out, trying to sound calm, composed but alas!
I fidgeted with the my fingers , my nerves getting the best of me. I wore a stunning crimson-colored suit, its silk fabric shimmering in the light. The outfit was a bold choice, with a deep neckline that exposed a hint of her décolletage, and no dupatta to veil my modesty.
The sheer fabric of the suit clung to my curves, accentuating her slender figure. As I smoothed the fabric over my hips, my hands trembled slightly, betraying my anxiety. I adjusted the neckline, my fingers grazing the delicate silver embroidery that adorned the edge. The subtle transparency of the fabric made me feel vulnerable, yet alluring. I took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and also wore the sheer dupatta that practical hides nothing.
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My palms felt clammy as I grasped the doorknob. As the door swung open, My heart stuttered. He stood in the doorway, his commanding presence filling the room. His piercing eyes locked onto me , sending shivers down my spine. She felt exposed, vulnerable, yet drawn to him like a magnet.
Raghavendra's gaze roamed over her, his expression inscrutable. My cheeks flushed and pulse racing with anticipation. I sensed a spark in his eyes, a flicker of attraction .
"Mrs. Rajvansh" he said, his deep voice low and husky, sending tremors through her.
Meera's voice caught in her throat. "Ji" she managed, her reply barely audible.
Raghavendra stepped inside, his movements fluid and confident. My emotions swirled with apprehension, excitement, and longing tangled together like a knot.
AUTHOR POV:
Raghavendra's eyes never left hers as he entered, his gaze burning with an intensity that made Meera's skin prickle. She stepped back, her heart racing, as he closed the door behind him.
"You look... stunning (and mine)" he said, his voice low and husky, his eyes roving over her.
Meera's cheeks flushed deeper. "Thanks," she stammered, her voice barely audible.
Raghavendra's smile barely showing. "I mean it, Meera. You always look beautiful, but today... today you're looking radiant like biwi my biwi."
Meera's pulse skipped a beat. No one had ever made her feel so seen, so desired. She felt like melting into his arms, surrendering to the warmth in his eyes.
please, she whispered, her hands trembling.
"Please what?" he asked, smirking, his voice teasing, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Meera's face burned. "Just... stop looking at me like that."
Meera's heart swelled. No one had ever made her feel so cherished.
Meera broke the spell, stepping back to compose herself. "Come, let's eat. I've made your favorite dish."
Raghavendra's eyes lingered on hers, but he nodded, following her to the dining area. Meera busied herself serving him, her hands brushing against his as she handed him a plate. The touch sent shivers down her spine.
As he ate, Meera hovered nearby, refilling his glass, asking about his day. Raghavendra's responses were brief, his eyes never leaving hers. Meera felt like he was devouring her, not just the food.
Once he finished, Meera reached for the plates, but Raghavendra caught her hand. "Leave them," he said, his voice low, husky , dominating.
He pulled her close, his eyes burning with intensity. Meera's heart skipped a beat as he guided her onto his lap. His arms wrapped around her, holding her snug.
Raghavendra's lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "I want to hear you say it," he whispered. "Say you love me, Meera."
Meera's voice trembled. "I love you, Raghavender. I love you more with each passing day."
Raghavendra's eyes blazed with passion , it geld possession, obsession and something soo deep that even he doesn't know about it.
He pulled Meera close by holding her waist with one hand and other went to her nape and hair when there was a inch distance between them he said " kiss me biwi let me fell your lips " while she was just sitting there in shyness blushing, her face was burning from their intimacy.
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