Next Morning
Vani’s eyes fluttered open slowly as sleep began to fade away. She felt something warm pressed softly against her cheek. For a moment, she stayed still, not wanting to move. But as her mind cleared, her breath caught.

Next Morning
Vani’s eyes fluttered open slowly as sleep began to fade away. She felt something warm pressed softly against her cheek. For a moment, she stayed still, not wanting to move. But as her mind cleared, her breath caught.

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First book of series " Fanna: His Sacred Obsession Mature / 18 + Abhimaan X Eisha "She's the truth your soul knew before your heart could admit it." "A legacy stitched by a few families - bound by secrets, torn by betrayal, and ignited by forbidden love." - "Abhimaan doesn't love - he claims. His love is sacred, his obsession a chain. She isn't just his destiny, she's his breath, his soul - his entire existence." But what happens when a storm claims the flame? When Rajasthan's Hukum So marks the one woman who was bound to him the day she was born .. This isn't a love story. It's obsession. Possession. Fire and fate wrapped in silk and fury. -Aaramya



Shiv X Myra/ 18 + "She was a sin, and he was the sinner born to commit her " ⸻⸻༺🖤༻⸻⸻ "Pleas___e help me... ahhh, I need you... ummm, I can't bear it anymore... ahhh..." She looked like sin itself-completely undone, writhing on his bed, her body flushed, desperate, trembling hands trying to peel off her clothes. The heat within her was unbearable. "So, you want me to fu*k your soul out, Wildfire?" he growled shamelessly, a dark smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes were heavy with desire, his tone calm but firm-drenched in lust and raw hunger. "Ummm... ahhh, please, I need you..." She was a moaning mess. By the time her clothes slipped off, she was lost to sensation, unaware of anything except the need burning inside her. "Not this easily, Wildfire" he whispered, brushing his lips against her jaw. He, too, was slipping-her breathy moans testing his control. "Touch yourself, Wildfire.. make yourself come for me..." he commanded, his finger grazing the soft curve of her breast. ⸻⸻༺🖤༻⸻⸻ He was no saint-and she was destined to be his. A fate not granted by the stars, but written by his will. He didn't love... he claimed. He was darkness itself, and she-she was the light he chose to consume. Shiv Raisinghnia X Myra kapoor

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