Vicious Empress (Unedited)

Vicious Empress (Unedited)

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𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝟐 The King Of Samrat was once saved by a woman whose identity was unknown except her deep green eyes. But after a night, that woman disappeared like never existed making the King restless, because that night he owed his whole life to her and those Green eyes just captured his heart. After years, under certain circumstances he have to marry the daughter of general family and who coincidentally have the same green eyes he had seen that night. So many mysteries are hidden, two different woman with same eyes. Who was that woman who lost years ago? Are both the woman same but then why they have different face? Will the King able to discover the mystery behind that deep green eyes? 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 #1 techniques (3/02/23)
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"Humpe vishvaas karti hai aap?" He asked, his voice deep, touched with something possessive, something intimate. (Do you trust me?) His fingers found the lace at her back, toying with it slowly. His eyes never left hers-watchful, patient. It wasn't just about trust. It was a question laced with heat, with meaning. There was a pause. Not of doubt, but of weight. Then her lips curved in a quiet smile, soft as a petal opening to dawn. "Khudse bhi adhik." (More than myself.) That was all he needed. He lifted her without a word-her giggle light, her bangles chiming. Her ghagra fluttered as he carried her inside. The bed waited, simple and quiet. He laid her down like a prayer, eyes never leaving hers. Their lips met-slow, aching. Her fingers undressed him. Clothes fell. Skin met skin. Under the sheet, he moved with her-gentle, deep, worshipful. She gasped, clung to him, whispered his name. One rhythm. One afternoon. One unspoken truth.

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