Every kiss was meant for the empress... yet every kiss belonged to him
In the heart of an empire bound by ritual and power, Emperor Wei-Yang carries a crown heavy with blood. Scarred by years on the battlefield, he cannot bring himself to touch the woman he married-the radiant empress who, denied her husband's affection, has gathered her own harem of devoted consorts.
Among them is Xing Da: proud, sharp-tongued, and her most treasured companion. When Wei-Yang begs Xing Da to teach him what the empress desires-to show him how to be gentle, how to kiss, how to love-an uneasy bargain is struck. In secret chambers, lessons unfold under the guise of duty: the emperor practicing tenderness on the very man who despises him.
Yet hatred melts into understanding, and duty is consumed by longing. Every kiss becomes harder to surrender, every stolen embrace a thread binding them tighter in a web of impossible desire. Both men remind themselves it is for the empress's sake-but the lie grows harder to believe.
In a palace where loyalty is survival and love is treason, Wei-Yang and Xing Da find themselves caught in a tragedy of their own making. To love each other is to risk ruin. To let go is to shatter their hearts.
As loyalties blur and desire burns, Wei-Yang and Xing Da must confront the truth: these lessons may ruin them both, yet neither can stop returning to the other.
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"You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him.
"I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin.
"Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return.
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Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand.
But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn.
As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness.
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