The nights grew softer, and the air between Jasmin and Vikram became charged with an unspoken intensity that neither could ignore any longer. Their interactions were filled with longing glances, light touches, and quiet moments where words failed to capture the depth of what they were feeling. It was as if the walls they’d built around themselves had finally crumbled, leaving them bare and vulnerable before each other.
One evening, as they sat on the balcony under the moonlight, the silence between them felt different, almost electric. Jasmin felt his gaze on her, and when she looked over, she saw the longing in his eyes. Her heart raced, but she didn’t look away this time. Instead, she placed her hand over his, feeling the warmth of his skin under her touch.
“Vikram,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “it’s hard to believe how far we’ve come.”
He held her hand gently, his thumb tracing slow, comforting circles over her knuckles. “I never thought I’d find someone who’d see past… everything,” he said, his voice low, almost reverent. “And now that I have, I don’t want to let you go, Jasmin.”
In that quiet moment, words fell away as he leaned closer, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. Jasmin closed her eyes as his fingers lingered against her cheek, savoring the feel of his touch. She opened her eyes to find him watching her, his expression filled with a tenderness that took her breath away.
They moved in unison, their lips meeting in a slow, deep kiss that was both hesitant and filled with a passion they’d held back for so long. His hand gently slid around her waist, pulling her closer, and she let herself melt into his embrace, her fingers entwining in his hair.
Every touch, every kiss felt like a promise, a slow unraveling of all the emotions they’d kept hidden. He held her as if she was something fragile, something precious, and she found herself feeling safe, cherished in a way she’d never felt before. They didn’t rush; instead, they took their time, savoring each moment as they shared quiet laughter, whispered secrets, and delicate touches that deepened their connection.
Later, as they sat together, Vikram wrapped a soft shawl around her shoulders, his arms encircling her as he rested his chin atop her head. They stayed like that, enveloped in warmth and silence, watching the stars in a peaceful intimacy.
“I didn’t know love could be like this,” she murmured, leaning into him. “So quiet, yet so intense.”
Vikram tightened his hold, his voice a soft whisper in her ear. “With you, it feels like everything I never knew I needed. You’ve brought me peace, Jasmin.”
She turned to look up at him, a small smile gracing her lips as she gently cupped his face, her thumb brushing against his cheek. “And you’ve shown me a world I didn’t even know existed. I never thought I’d find something like this… with someone like you.”
Their nights continued in the same slow burn, with gentle touches and soft laughter that filled the empty spaces between them. There was no need for grand gestures or declarations; every glance, every shared smile, held a quiet depth that spoke volumes. And as they drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other’s arms, they knew they had found something rare, a love that transcended all boundaries, one they would hold onto for as long as they could.
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Underworld's Forbidden Love (Mafia's Love Story)
RomanceIn a world where loyalty and vengeance intertwine, Underworld's Forbidden Love follows the turbulent journey of Dr. Jasmin Malhotra, a devoted doctor, and Vikram Choudhary, a powerful mafia heir. When Jasmin's best friend, Neha, dies under mysteriou...
