Siya Kapoor is a psychiatrist used to untangling others' minds, but when it comes to her own heart, she's got a wall up. That is, until she's caught in a whirlwind with not one, but two of India's rising cricket stars: Shubman Gill, her magnetic, lo...
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26. Midnight Revels.
"Now, are we going to stand here all night, or...?" Siya asked, tracing her fingers gently along his jawline, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
Abhishek chuckled, his hands still resting on her waist. "Or what, Chintu? Do you have something else in mind?" he teased, leaning in to nuzzle her neck.
She shivered at his touch, but kept her playful tone. "Maybe I do. Maybe I want to see what my possessive Laddu ji has planned for the rest of the night."
He pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes. "Oh, I've got plenty planned. But first, I want to hear you say it again."
"Say what?" she asked, feigning innocence.
"You know what," he said, his eyes darkening with desire.
She smiled, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I love you, Abhishek."
He groaned softly, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. "That's what I wanted to hear," he murmured against her lips.
Siya giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "So, what's next, Mr. Possessive?"
Abhishek grinned, lifting her off the ground effortlessly. "Next, I show you just how much I love you," he said, carrying her to the bed.
She laughed, her heart racing with excitement. "I think I'm going to like this part."
He placed her gently on the bed, hovering over her. "You better. Because I'm not stopping anytime soon."
Siya's laughter filled the room as Abhishek leaned down to kiss her again. Siya's breath hitched as Abhishek's lips crashed onto hers with a desperate hunger. The kiss was fierce, urgent, as if they were trying to devour each other's souls. His hands roamed over her body, pulling her closer, his grip firm and commanding.
"You feel so good," Abhishek murmured between kisses, his voice rough with need. "I've wanted this all night."
Siya's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. "Abhishek... I need you. I need this."
He growled, his kisses becoming more demanding. "Tell me you want me, Chintu. Say it."
She gasped against his lips, her voice breathy and pleading. "I want you, Abhishek. I want you so much."
His lips trailed fiery kisses down her neck, biting and sucking with an almost bruising intensity. "You have no idea how much I've been wanting this," he growled, pulling her back into another deep, hungry kiss.
