His innocent mistress: A slowburn smut romantic saga 18+ #2(On Hold)

"He was a monsoon without rain, heavy with longing-until her presence bloomed in him like jasmine at dusk." - Vivaansh Raichand

"Being a mistress on the side might not appeal to fools like you." - Mahi Parekh

This isn't just a story-it's a confession, a hymn, a sin wrapped in silk.

Yes, the whispers remind you of Lana Del Rey's songs-but here, the melody is theirs-the story of a mistress and her older, married man.

Vivaansh Raichand-bound by the shackles of an arranged marriage, trapped in a house echoing with silence, rough sex, fake ties, and betrayal. A man hollowed out by duty, starved of tenderness. And then came her.

Mahi Parekh -reckless in her innocence, yet dangerous in the way she touched his world. She painted over his shadows with a yellow crayon, transforming his grief into galaxies, and made his grey sky explode into color, like the aftermath of the Big Bang.

Together they created something forbidden, something so fragile and divine it felt like velvet on bruised skin. Was it betrayal? Desire? Lust? Or the kind of love that poets dare not name-wild, ruinous, eternal?

She was his muse, his jasmine at dusk, his sin wrapped in sunshine. He was her storm, her ruin, her salvation dressed in fire.
Their love was a prayer whispered in smoke, a kiss laced with blood and honey, a universe born only to collapse.

Step closer-into their world of champagne sins and broken vows, where every stolen glance aches, where every touch burns, and where love itself whispers one name into the night: mi amore.

cover made by - @balladofawordsmith

Tropes

Extra marital affair

Grumpy x sunshine

Erotica

Cheating

Divorce

He fell first she fell harder

Soft and erotic romance

He thought loving someone was as tough as he was dealing with before, until she taught him to take things slow and showcase the best of him not the artificial.

Old money,vintage vibe

Lana del rey love

Tragedy

Contract

Happy ending