Delicate Desire
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It was a rainy night , two bodies moved together in sync enjoying the melodious sound of Rain and the lofi song being played in background .
" Aanya you know...since rain makes things more memorizing and captivating , I might ogle your face a few times or more but still that won't be enough. You see how much power your beauty holds ? , not only the outer but also the inner beauty . " he whispers as he kissed my hand as we moved under the rain dancing in the stormy weather.
" And you know Mr.Agnihotri the ocean comes all the way just to kiss the land , I might contemplate being the ocean to your land. " I uttered chuckling as he lead me through steps .
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इश्क वाला लव....
हुआ जो दर्द हमको भी तो आज कुछ ज़्यादा हुआ
इश्क वाला लव..
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" I won't say I can die for you because that's too cliche instead I will say I can kill for you . If anyone tries to hurt you I will shoot the bullet right through their skull and kill them " his eyes held unknown emotions which gave me butterflies.
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