After the Storm, Love

After the Storm, Love

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They don't believe in coincidence. They don't believe in trust. And they don't believe in anything they can't control. Eshanya Shah built her world on precision-every move calculated, every outcome anticipated. Advay Rai doesn't chase outcomes-he waits for them. And then decides what stays. When their worlds begin to overlap, it isn't accidental. It isn't convenient. And it definitely isn't safe. What starts as controlled opposition turns into something far more dangerous- not attraction, not trust, but understanding. And understanding is harder to walk away from. Because some connections aren't built to last- they're built to collide.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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