Steam billowed around them as Meher tried to hold the book above the spray, her voice trembling. "'He pinned her hands and kissed her-hard, like he owned her...'" Samar's fingers closed around her wrists, pressing them to the slick shower wall. "Good. Keep reading." "Samar-" "Read." His tone left no room for argument. She swallowed, breath hitching. "'He pressed his body against hers...his mouth hot and demanding...'" His chest molded to her back, hips grinding slowly. Water cascaded over them. "Go on," he ordered, teeth grazing her shoulder. Her voice cracked. "'He whispered that he'd ruin her for anyone else...'" Samar chuckled darkly, lips brushing her ear. "That's the idea." He slid a hand between her thighs, making her drop the book at last with a gasp. "Forget it, Meher," he murmured, claiming her mouth hungrily. "I'm finishing this chapter my way."

He is a calculative and the man who bends the world for his will She is a joyful girl and the girl who lives full on Ekansh raghuvanshi 28 years old Crown prince of varanasi and young businessman, CEO of the one of the top companies of India Raghuvanshi empire and for underworld he is a mad wolf that only few people knows.his life only revolves around work, money,power, control, legacy. He thinks that love is just a waste of time and weakness.and he doesn't have time to waste and weakness. Yagna trihan She is a simple, cheerful,ambivert girl from the rich and reputed family of Rajasthan.she is a girl that every man wants to. She is a devotee of mahadev. She wants to become a lawyer because her mother was a respected and renowned lawyer.she wanted to continue her legacy and help to serve justice who can't get. And she is not dumb as other fml okk.she knows to show people's place when they need it. Grumpy ×sunshine

viraj malhotra × Aanya shekhawat He pulled back just enough to look at her, his dark eyes burning with hunger. "You're so beautiful like this," he said, his voice rough. "Your lips, swollen from my kisses. Your cheeks, flushed with shame. And your body..." His hand slid lower, tracing the curve of her hip through the saree. "Your body is begging for me." She bit her lip, trying to stifle the whimper that threatened to escape. "I'm not... I don't..."