𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧| 𝟏𝟖+
"You don't even know how fucking perfect you are, do you?"
His voice low, rough, vibrating through me.
"I could stay right here, kissing you like this... and still never get enough."
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"Do you know how hard it is to see you like this?"
His growl dragged over me.
"Wet. Vulnerable. And all mine."
"Rehan-"
His fingers traced up my arm, slow enough to set every nerve on fire.
"Your pulse is racing," he murmured, thumb brushing my wrist.
"Is it fear, Tara... or something else?"
He leaned in, lips ghosting mine.
"One day, you'll beg to wear my ring. You'll thank me for tonight."
His breath hit my mouth, fingers grazing the edge of my towel-
and my knees nearly buckled.
"T-These... marriage papers?"
His smile sharpened.
"Thought you couldn't wait any longer."
"I didn't sign this."
He stepped closer, heat swallowing the space between us.
"Not yet."
A whisper. A promise.
"But you will."
His lips brushed my cheek-
deadly, soft, claiming.
"Enjoy your birthday, Mrs. Singhania."
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I told myself it was just one night...
But he looked at me like it was the beginning of everything.
