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"You think you can buy me off like the rest of your pawns, Reyansh?"
"I don't need to buy you, Athira. I'll break you...
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Knock. Knock.
"Athiraaa? It's almost time for lunch. I got you, laal maas and paneer paratha. Luchi's still puffed. And the date chutney you like. Don't make me stand here forever like I'm room service!"
Papa's voice floated through the massive double doors.
I shot up in bed and instantly regretted it.
My thighs were trembling just from moving. And I was definitely still not decent.
Then I looked down and screamed internally.
I was still wearing that stupidly tiny, baby blue silk nightgown—the one that barely reached mid-thigh, with lace that did nothing to hide the fact that I had just spent the night getting ruined by my Husband.
Well half ruined...
Said man currently lying half-covered beside me like the world owed him a favor.
Reyansh Sehgal, dark hair messy, muscles bare, one arm thrown behind his head, smirked at me through half-lidded eyes.
"Morning, sweetheart," he murmured, voice still thick with sleep. "You look fuckable."
"Reyansh," I hissed, dragging the blanket up to my neck. "My papa is at the door. Also you said you would leave at dawn!"
"You're not supposed to be here! My family will lose their minds!"
"Sweetheart," he murmured, and the tone was dangerous. "You're my wife. We're literally married. Your papa is going to have to get used to me defiling his princess."
Before I could form an intelligent sentence, he ducked under the blanket.