Midnight Tales

I found myself breathless as I watched her coming down the stairs. Adorned in a yellow, billowing skirt paired elegantly with a snug black crop top that accentuated her form flawlessly. A silver chain encircled her waist snugly, while her silver bangles chimed melodiously with each graceful movement of her hands, carefully tucking the skirt to prevent any mishap. Her luscious, wavy hair cascaded around her hips like tendrils of flickering flames, casting an ethereal aura, making her look like an Angel. Never had I envisioned her in such a light, a stark contrast to the casual attire of loose t-shirts, jeans, or flowing kurtas that typically adorned her.

Witnessing her, I experienced sensations hitherto unknown in my 21 years of existence; my heart skipping a beat as she came closer. Upon closer observation, I noticed the subtle details- a small black bindi adorning her forehead, delicate silver earrings dangling from her lobes, and the enticing mole gracing her neck, tempting me to shower it with tender kisses. Enraptured by her presence, I failed to heed her mother's request to drape a dupatta across her shoulders.

As she reached for her dupatta, bending over the sofa, her hair parted to reveal the expanse of her back, causing me to inhale sharply. The backless top she wore, fastened only by delicate strings, tantalized my senses, igniting forbidden desires within me. Yet, I chastised myself for such impure thoughts, though all I yearned for in that moment was to press her against the wall and savor her lips without restraint.

Siya and Aiden belonging to completely two different cultures, find themselves thrown together amidst family turmoil. As Aiden deals with his parents' divorce, their unlikely bond becomes a lifeline. Sharing secrets and offering solace, they discover a new sense of home and renewed faith in love amidst chaos.