Forever With The Same Stranger

Book III of The Same Stranger Trilogy .

Please read the warning note before proceeding further. Contains explicit graphic sexual content

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The final storm, the obsession you won't escape.

BLURB :-

"Come closer," he growled, eyes flaring feral.

She closed the distance. Feet brushing. Warm breath mixing with his.

"Did you fill the form?" he asked lowly.

"No," she said, tone hot and defiant.

He nodded once. Twice. Jaw ticking.

"How are you learning the basics? Is Karan helping fine?"

Dhruvi sighed, fingernails catching the light, eyes bored.
"Not paying attention," she scoffed, dark amusement in her voice.

His jaw ticked, eyes dark and heavy. He towered over her, straightening, glowering, yanking her hand and pressing her body against the table. Papers crumpled, sheets flew, the pen stand clattered to the floor.

The cold table dug into her stomach; she hissed. Her breasts pressed together, lifting from the neckline, dupatta slipping from trembling shoulders-exposed, helpless.

Adhrit leaned down, pressing his full weight into her back. Warm breath tickled her ear.
"Oh yeah?" he growled, husky. "but paying enough attention in flirting with my manager, are we?"

His hips jerked forward, clothed erection pressing hard against her.

Possession. Control. Obsession. All consuming the moment.