"𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 ," Kiaan's low, husky voice commanded, his eyes burning with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. I swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond. "W-what?" I stammered, trying to hide the tremble in my voice. Kiaan's face darkened, his jaw clenched. "𝐈 . 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 . 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 . 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 ." Each word was enunciated with precision, leaving no room for misinterpretation. Fear coursed through my veins, but to my surprise, my body responded to his dominance. A flutter in my chest, a tingling sensation in my skin. "Don't make me repeat myself, darling," Kiaan warned, his deep voice dripping with seduction. I felt a shiver run down my spine. This wasn't the Kiaan I thought I knew. But despite the fear, I couldn't deny the desire that pooled within me. "I want you," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Kiaan's eyes flashed with triumph. "I want you too," he growled, his voice low and primal. "I want to fuck you like you're mine." 𝕶𝖎𝖆𝖆𝖓 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖍 𝕽𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖚𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎 ( 27 ) Raja sa , of Rajasthan . His name screams power . He is too ruthless and grumpy but for her he can give his life or take other's life . 𝕴𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖐𝖆 𝕾𝖊𝖐𝖍𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖙 ( 22 ) Rani sa, of Chattisgarh. She can be your best memory or your worst nightmare. He is the poison she can't resist .