"Fuck off!!" I growl at him, then turn and head out. I've had enough.
I slam the door on my way out of the club and walk to my car. Suddenly, I'm pressed against the door. I know it's Devil, I smell him. Mmm, I love his perfume, it's driving me crazy.
"Fuck, woman, what are you doing to me?" he whispered, grabbing my neck tightly and attacking my lips with his.
I melt in his arms, I want him so badly. He tightens his grip on my neck a little, and the other grabs my ass tightly and squeezes. I slide my hands under his shirt, scratching at him with my claws, then, pushing my tongue into his mouth, we begin to kiss each other hungrily. He slides his hand from my neck to my ass and lifts me up. My arms wrap around his neck, and my legs automatically tighten around his waist.
He starts walking towards the club without breaking our kiss, he doesn't go inside, just goes to the back, then through the door into the hallway and up the stairs. He stops at the large door at the end of the hallway, breaking our kiss, pulls me to my feet, and, pulling a key from his pocket, opens the door. I go inside, and he's right behind me. As he closes door, he grab my hips and press my body against the door. He takes my jacket off me and throws on a chair. Then he pulls my top up, which lands on the floor.
He grabs my breasts with both of his large, tattooed hands and starts massaging them. My breasts are huge and fit perfectly in his palm. He takes my left nipple into his mouth and begins sucking and nibbling on it.
"Mmmm, Devil" I moaned as he did the same with my other nipple.
"Alaric" he growled, moving lower, nibbling at my skin. Fuck, I'm completely aroused, my pussy is burning with desire.
"Akira" I moaned as he bite my stomach.
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✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦
A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence.
She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma."
𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them.
She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it.
She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance.
She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞
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✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦
His presence demands silence.
A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away.
A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride.
Commitments? He avoids them.
Emotions? He shuts them out.
Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda."
He doesn't believe in second chances,
but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had.
He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞
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