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Dreamcore
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All I Ever Needed Was You
"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. โ But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gazeโintense, impossibly tenderโmet mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. โ"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tearโhot and heavyโescaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. โSomething fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. โHe captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. โ"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno.
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Unwillingly Yours
Book 2 of Arranged series She stood trembling, voice barely existing as she whispered, โEvery inch of my body is full of scars, Arnav. Raw painโฆ misery. Iโm already stained. My innocence and sanity were taken from me long ago.โ The closeness between them made sure her broken words reached him. Arnav went still. Emotion tore across his faceโrage at her suffering, grief for the girl she once was, and a love so consuming it trembled through him. He stepped closer until his body pressed fully against hers. Their faces hovered inches apart, their breaths mingling in the small, shaking space between them. โWhat if I told you,โ he whispered, voice thick, โthat Iโm in love with every one of those scars, butterfly? That your pain wounds me deeper than a hundred bullets? That your โstainsโ only prove how fiercely you survivedโlike the moon, scarred but breathtaking.โ He leaned in, breath brushing her lips. โWhat if I told you youโre as pure as Maa Ganga to me?โ A tear slipped down her cheek. โI will disgust you eventually.โ He let out a soft, pained chuckle. With a fingertip beneath her chin, he lifted her face gently. โEyes on me, butterfly.โ It wasnโt an orderโit was devotion. โDisgust?โ His voice broke slightly. โDo you even understand what you are to me?โ He moved closer, caging her with his warmth, grounding her shaking form. โLet me show you,โ he whispered, promise dark and tender. Her eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed. His voice sharpened, soft steel. โDare you close your eyes.โ She opened them instantly. Their noses brushedโfleeting, electric. โWatch me worship you,โ he breathed. โWatch me devour you like the elixir you are. Watch me treasure you like the rarest artifact in existence.โ His gaze dipped to her lips. โMay I?โ She nodded, trembling. He didnโt move. โWords, sunshine.โ โYes,โ she breathed. A slow, dark smirk pulled at his lipsโrelief, hunger, devotion all woven into one expression. โNow see what you mean to me.โ Then Arnav kissed her. Fiercely. Reverently. Completely. It wasnโt gentleโit was a claim, a worship, a desperate pouring of everything he had ever felt for her. A kiss that told her she wasnโt ruined, wasnโt stained, wasnโt something broken to be pitied. She was wanted. Treasured. Loved beyond reason. A kiss that rewrote every lie her scars ever taught her.
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