He pecked my forehead and attached our forehead we were breathing heavily due to the ferocious kiss we have shared and damn god he is good, na! na! -fantastic kisser.
"How many times have you kissed before?"
"Never. Ahana never you are my first and I will make sure to make you last too."
"Good! I never wanted to become a murderer." He chuckled and I locked my eyes with him.
"Ishaan," I whispered, my voice barely audible, my heart still racing from the moment we shared.
"Hmm," he hummed, his forehead still pressed against mine, his hands gently cupping my cheeks, holding me close.
"I have insecurities, Ishaan."
He smiled softly, his lips brushing against my forehead as he whispered, "I will kiss them all away."
"I overthink a lot," I confessed, my voice wavering slightly.
"I will fill your mind with my thoughts and your heart with my love. There will be no space left to overthink," he reassured me, his tone warm and comforting.
"I am not perfect," I admitted, unsure.
He gazed at me, his eyes filled with sincerity, "Believe me when I say, I've never seen anyone more beautiful than you."
A small smile tugged at my lips as I said, "I love you, Ishaan."
"I know, Ahana," he replied, and then, to my shock, he started laughing.
IshaanXAhana
Two hearts sealed by fate but blinded by hate.
Book 8 of the Mangoverse
• A Marriage in Trouble Romance •
His dream was to see his business roar and touch new heights. Her dream was to have a perfect family she missed out on as a child.
When he married her for his gain, she had hope that one day she would win him over. That hope dimmed every day until it vanished.
If six years of marriage didn't change anything, she didn't think anything else would.
So she crushed her hopes with her own hands. She never complained, never fought. But it's different now. Her wounds are deep and she would not let them bleed anymore. Leaving him seems like a good option. But it is never that easy.
He never knew of the pain she hid behind her supportive smiles, and now that he does, he is willing to ask for forgiveness. Or beg for it. Whatever works. He never had any intention of letting her go. Even before he married her, she was his, and he is determined to prove it now more than ever.
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