𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮| 18+

𝟕𝟎. "𝐅*𝐜𝐤! 𝐈 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐒𝐨 𝐌𝐮𝐜𝐡"

THIRD PERSON

Armaan and Ayesha's lips were locked in a fervent kiss. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she was perched on his thighs. Suddenly, Armaan slid his hands up her back, gripping her tightly, and began to caress her back, moving his hands up to her hair.
As his hands reached her hair, he abruptly grabbed a handful and yanked her head back.

"Ahh!" Ayesha gasped.

His eyes held a strange, burning intensity as he stared at Ayesha. Her head was tilted back, and his grip on her hair was firm. He placed a finger on her face and, dragging it down to her neck, he said in a menacing voice, "How dare he touch you."

Her skin prickled with goosebumps. She placed her hands on his chest, but he quickly grabbed both her wrists in his other hand and demanded, "I asked you something. How dare he touch you."

She whispered, her voice quivering, "How could I stop him from touching me? If I had, he would have known something was suspicious, wouldn't he?"

"I don't care,lm" Armaan growled.

"It doesn't matter to me what he suspects or not, but remember, next time, not even his finger should touch your skin Got it?" Armaan was furious.

Ayesha didn't want to argue at this moment, so she took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

Armaan tightened his grip on her, yanking her head back. Before Ayesha could react, he crashed his lips onto hers, devouring her in a fierce, demanding kiss that left her breathless. His hands roamed possessively, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't resist.
Their lips entangled, and it seemed as if they had been yearning for this moment for a long time. Armaan soon realized that Ayesha wasn't breathing.

Well, this was nothing new!

She always forgot to breathe while kissing. Armaan released her lips and, caressing her back, whispered, "Breathe Darling, Breathe."

Ayesha snapped out of her trance and took a deep breath. Her hands clung to Armaan's shoulders as she gasped for air. Armaan watched her intently.

He noticed how disheveled Ayesha looked, just within moments. Her hair was a mess, and her lipstick had completely worn off. Seeing this, the corners of Armaan's lips curled up. He gently pressed his thumb against her lips and said, "Remember, in two hours, okay?"

Ayesha, still trying to catch her breath, nodded slightly and replied, "Hmm!"

Armaan gently pushed her away, stood her up, and began to fix her hair with tender care. Ayesha stood quietly, gazing into his eyes, when a tear slipped down her cheek.

Overwhelmed by her emotions, she threw herself against his chest, holding him tightly.
His hands hung in the air for a moment before he gently placed them on Ayesha's back. In a deeply emotional voice, Ayesha pleaded, "Please, don't let any distance come between us again! It's nearly Deathful to live without you Maan."

Armaan didn't respond and silently continued to caress her back. After a few moments, when Ayesha felt better, she slowly pulled away from his chest and looked into his eyes, asking, "When will all this end?"

In response, Armaan pressed his lips to her forehead and whispered, "Soon Darling."

A While Later -
Ayesha stood on stage with Ronit, both holding rings, indicating their engagement ceremony had begun. Her heart was pounding, while Ronit had a triumphant smile on his face.
Kabir watched them with immense joy, not just because of the engagement but because today, he had completely defeated Armaan. He knew what Ayesha meant to Armaan and today, he was about to take Ayesha away from him completely. The thought brought a devilish smile to Kabir's lips.