#1st Book in 'Tangled Series.'
Revenge and Love, I was tangled between both of these. Once I loved but that love took everything from me, it destroyed me inside out. At that time, Revenge was my only hope. I decided Vengeance would be my endgame. I...
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The turquoise water shimmered in the afternoon sun, mirroring Riti's bright laughter. “Aarush, I said no, okay?” Her giggle filled the atmosphere around us, bouncing off the white walls of our overwater bungalow.
“No, wifey. I am not going to listen to you.” I said, a playful glint in my eye. The Maldives, a dream meticulously planned by Mom and Dad, was the perfect backdrop for teasing my beautiful, stubborn wife. She was all smiles and sunshine since we arrived, exploring every nook and cranny of the resort, But the thing is, she was deliberately avoiding any… close contact. Will I leave her for that? Absolutely not.
I ran after her, the slight breeze catching the hem of her light pink sundress, swirling it around her knees. She was quick, but I was quicker, driven by… Well, let's just say motivation.
I closed the distance and, with a whoop of triumph, grabbed her by the waist. Lifting her off the floor, she squealed and kicked her legs playfully.
“Where do you think you're running?” I whispered near her ear, my breath tickling her skin.
She tried to wriggle out of my hold, laughter bubbling from her throat. But in that hilarious attempt, her legs slipped on the wet tiles and our balance was thrown off. With a collective shriek and a splash, we both tumbled into the inviting, cool water of the pool.
She took it as an opportunity to get away from me, the little sneak. She pushed away and tried to swim towards the shallow end. But I wasn't letting her off the hook. In a few swift strokes, I got a hold of her arms and pinned her gently against the smooth, tiled walls of the pool.
“Caught you,” I said, leaning in close, my voice a low rumble near her lips. Water dripped from my hair into my eyes, blurring her already mischievous expression.
She smirked, a knowing glint twinkling in her eyes. “I know you will catch me.”
“Really?” I asked and she nodded her head.
“Then I think you know about what I am going to do now?” I asked as my hand started to roam in her wet thighs. She took a shuddered breath, her lips slightly opened.
“Well aware of that. That's the only reason I ran from you…” she said, her voice barely audible.
“Do you know how your actions are affecting me, Babydoll?” I asked, my voice low and husky as I pressed myself closer to her body. The warmth of her skin against mine sent a shiver down my spine. I leaned in even closer, my face inches from hers, and my hands instinctively found the waistband of her panties. My intentions were clear, and I could feel her body responding to my touch, her breath catching slightly as her eyes locked onto mine.
She looked into my eyes, a small, playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. “Show me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water lapping around us. “Show me how my actions are affecting you.” Her words were a challenge, a dare, and I didn’t hesitate. I closed the small distance between our lips, my mouth meeting hers in a kiss that was both hungry and intimate.
