|His Muse| A Twisted Fairytale |
"You want to pretend this marriage means nothing?" he murmurs, his voice a low growl as he steps closer, trapping me against the wall. "Fine. But don't forget, I'm the one you're pretending with, little kitten." My breath catches as Dhruv's hand brushes my neck, his touch both possessive and tender. "You are mine" H...