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Hey guys..... new book called akshnav by fans ...it is OS or TS or FS or SS book but it will be book written by readers who are interested in writing but shy to post or not interested in posting....soo...
We have our very first hot shot of akshnav Edided by Me Written by Anonymous "This story had me hooked like a fish on a line – couldn't get enough of the steamy romance!🔥🔥🥵😘"
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Akshara glanced at the time on her rose-gold iPhone. Her perfectly arched brows knitted together, forming a little crease above the bridge of her dainty nose. *He's late.* The opulent restaurant, known for its tantalizing cuisine and world-class elegance, radiated an ambiance of intimate luxury. Glittering chandeliers bathed the dimly lit venue in a warm glow. Crystal flutes brimmed with champagne. Aromas of fine wines and mouthwatering dishes pervaded the air. Akshara waited for her blind date as striking as ever, dressed in a ruby-red saree that highlighted her stunning almond-shaped eyes and brought out a natural, elegant glow to her caramel skin. Her ebony hair cascaded in soft waves onto her shoulders.
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Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the shadows. A thrill of anticipation and a slight tremor of unease surged through her. She had been through a bad break up with her ex fiancée Dr Birla and after much consideration and hesitation she finally got in a premium bound dating app and met a really mysterious but cool guy , after weeks of non stop talking they were finally meeting today . He approached her table with a slow grace she couldn't ignore, scrutinizing her with a gaze that sent shivers down her spine. Upon closer inspection, she saw the gentleman carried an intimidating presence, with a sharp jawline and piercing dark eyes. Akshara couldn't help but lock eyes with him. Unspoken moments drifted by. The aromatic flavors of champagne held their breath, allowing the tension to amplify between them. As they stared at one another, her curiosity deepened with every transpiring second. She broke the silence with a simple question, "Are you the one I'm waiting for?" He tilted his head back and unleashed a deep, resonant chuckle. His gaze lingered, as though appraising her beyond her stunning exterior. "I suppose introductions are in order. Name's Abhinav."
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Akshara studied his face in turn, searching for some scrap of familiarity. "It's nice to meet you, Abhinav. I'm Akshara." Fate placed him in the empty seat opposite hers. Upon sitting, she inhaled his intoxicating cologne—a blend of spice and matured musk that threatened to overwhelm her senses. A suggestive smile curled Abhinav's lips and lit a flame behind his stormy eyes. "Akshara," he repeated with a lingering drawl. "You're breathtaking." She flushed, averting her eyes but maintained her composure. "Thank you. So are you." He leaned forward, his presence commanding and intense. Every ounce of her being felt that. As curiosity mingled with intrigue, she pondered the enigmatic man. Did he share the same amorous feelings she kept below the surface? "Akshara," he repeated after a pregnant pause, still drowning her in his gaze. "You have a beautiful name." He looked at her, his eyes seething with a flame that threatened to overwhelm her.
