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          Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning.
          
          She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest.
          
          But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside.
          
          Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face.
          
          "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it.
          
          But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air.
          
          In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek.
          
          Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes.
          
          She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek.
          
          Then-thud.
          
          He let go.
          
          Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside.
          
          Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips.
          
          "You lost," he said.
          
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Your TCT book is so so so much good that I can't even explain, the enemies to lovers trope is lit, both characters have my heart I really love them. That's why I will read it when it will get completed cause I have zero patience. 

Totally understand you need your breaks—everyone needs a breather! Still… as a reader, it’s like a rollercoaster: here one day, gone the next . Just know we’re cheering for you, even if we get a little impatient waiting

Ohh it's totally fine author aap apna phele dhiyan rkhe update to baad m bhi ho jayega .. get well soon ✨

We understand u author ji pls take care of urself 
          

I’m not doing well, so updates will be delayed. I’m really sorry if this disappoints you all.
          
          Life hasn’t been going great lately, and I’ve tried my best to keep up but I can’t treat my health like a joke anymore. I need time to heal.
          
          I won’t disappear, 
          But updates for all my books will be slower for a while. (I'll remove targets ) 
          
          Thank you for understanding and being patient with me.
          

Author ji Please Sitara ka update dedo 

Sitara update??

You're doing great its not easy to be a writer thank you for this amazing story always patiently waiting for your update no matter how long it takes Not all stories connects personally yours is one such story I envision the characters as I read

To TCT reader's --
          
          To everyone calling me out for “dragging” the story
          
          I didn’t want to address this, but it’s starting to affect my writing, so I’m saying this once.
          
          You all want a confession, a kiss, a quick resolution. But Tavish and Sahar are not you and me they are them. They come with their own pasts, their own wounds, and a lifetime of feeling unloved.
          
          When you’ve spent your whole life surviving, you don’t just wake up one day and say “I love you.” You don’t trust that easily. You feel things, yes but accepting them, naming them, and letting someone in… that takes time.
          
          This isn’t dragging. This is growth.
          
          Both of them need to sit with their mistakes, understand themselves, and slowly learn what love even means to them. That’s what slow burn is. It’s not delay it’s depth.
          
          They are emotionally guarded, and love, for them, is overwhelming. So no, they won’t suddenly confess or kiss just because it’s expected. That’s not their story, and it’s not the story I want to tell.
          
          Please don’t impose your version of them onto them. Let them be who they are.
          
          And if the story feels slow right now, it’s okay to take a step back and come back later. But I won’t rush or compromise their journey just to reach a moment faster.
          
          Because when it finally happens it will mean something.