Royal Secrets (Shhhh)

Chapter 43[2].~Moans in The Candlelight~

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In Samar's Bedroom

The soft light from the candles filled the room, giving it a warm, dreamy feel. Everything around them faded as they stood close, their eyes locked. Her heart was full of love. His heart was confused, but he couldn't deny how much he was drawn to her.

He slowly stepped closer and gently touched her cheek with his fingers. Her skin shivered at his touch. There was a strong pull between them-something they could no longer ignore.

And then, it happened.

Their lips met in a fiery kiss. It wasn't slow or gentle. It was hungry. Urgent. Full of all the emotions they had been hiding for so long. Her hands went around his neck, fingers getting lost in his hair, pulling him closer like she never wanted to let go.

His hands moved down her back and waist, holding her tightly, like he didn't want to lose her either. Their kiss became deeper, wilder. It felt like their souls were finally speaking, not through words, but through touch.

Everything else faded-the world, the rain, the palace walls. Only the two of them remained.

He picked her up in his arms without breaking the kiss, carrying her to the bed as if she was the most precious thing. He laid her down gently, but before she could even catch her breath, his lips were on hers again, more intense than before.

The moonlight coming through the window lit up their faces and bodies, adding to the beauty of the moment. Her body reacted to his touch like sparks flying through her skin. His lips moved down her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

She touched his face, wanting to remember this moment forever. Every kiss, every touch, every breath they shared-it all felt like something more than just passion. It felt like pain, love, confusion, and longing... all at once.

They kissed like they needed each other. Like they couldn't breathe without this.

She wrapped her legs around him, holding him close. He held her tightly, like she was slipping away and he didn't want to let go. Their bodies moved together, their hearts beating fast, their breaths short.

"Hukum..." she whispered, her voice shaking, filled with emotion.

He paused just for a second, resting his forehead against hers.

Both of them were breathing hard. He looked into her eyes, then whispered,

"You drive me crazy..."

And then, he kissed her again, deeply. Fiercely.

In that moment, they weren't a servant and a king. They were just two people, lost in each other, trying to feel something real, something powerful.

And as they kissed, touched, and held on to each other like the world was ending, Dhara hoped... maybe, just maybe... he felt something for her too.

Reluctantly, Dhara pulled away from him, her breathing heavy. She couldn't take any more. But just as she tried to step back, she felt his teeth press against the soft skin of her neck. A low, painful gasp left her lips.

"Ah... Hukum," she moaned, her voice trembling with pain and confusion.

Samar raised his face from her neck and looked at her. Her eyes were tightly shut, her chest rising and falling quickly. She was trying hard to calm down.

"Hukum, I lo-" she began, her voice cracking under the weight of her feelings.

But before she could finish, he leaned in and kissed her again.