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MINT AND HONEY•ATLAB

MINT AND HONEY•ATLAB

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Sep 6, 2020
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Her arms wrapped around his neck, taking him by surprise and forcing him to settle his hands on the swell of her hips. They stayed like that for a moment and unable to help it, the Crown Prince pulled her closer and burying his face in her neck. "I'm here," she mumbled, her breath dancing across his cheek. He felt her hand in his hair and allowed her to bear most of his weight. "You're here," he choked, "Gods I've missed you."
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|| 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖘 || { ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛꜱ, ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ꜱʜᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ.} 🥀🥀🥀🥀❤️‍🔥🥀🥀🥀🥀 "A-aapki pasand h-hamare k-koi maayne nahi rakhti." Her voice shook, but the defiance was there, trembling yet alive. A mistake. His smirk widened-dark, cruel, possessive. Haseena's entire body went rigid as he lowered his face just a fraction, his voice dropping into a low, threatening whisper. "Remove this fucking color, Luna." Her skin went cold. He sounded like a cold blooded Animal. She stared at him, her breath caught in her throat, her body refusing to move. Anubhav exhaled slowly, his patience thinning. "Or if you don't..." His voice was soft, deadly. He leaned in , just close enough for her to feel the heat of his breath near her throat, but never touching. The anticipation, the restraint ,it made it worse. "Then I will." Haseena felt her pulse hammering against her ribs. His smirk darkened. "And if I touched you once, Luna..." He let the words hang, savoring the panic in her eyes. "Then I won't just remove that bastard's color." A sharp breath left her lips as he tilted his head, his voice turning lower, more dangerous. "I'll grab your throat." She froze. "Choke it." A whimper nearly escaped her lips. "And then..." He inhaled deeply, taking in her scent, his self-control on a fragile edge. "I'll kiss you so fucking hard that you won't even remember how to breathe." Her stomach plummeted. His fingers twitched at his sides. "And after that..." His eyes gleamed with something unholy. "I'll have you. Your body. Your breath. Your soul , in my own way." [ Even if her soul resists, he'll shackle destiny to bring her to his throne... ]

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