He married for duty, but she made him sin
Arnav Devraj was never meant to fall in love.
Not when his family's empire demanded obedience. He made a promise to his family, to his legacy, to a woman he didn't love. When Arnav Devraj's life becomes a ba...
Her breath caught, but before she could answer, his lips crashed against hers — hard, urgent, unrestrained.
It wasn't gentle. It wasn't patient.
It was every unsaid word, every reckless feeling they had buried for too long.
She gasped into him, her hands fisting the front of his shirt, dragging him closer as if the space between them was unbearable.
His other hand slid up, cupping the back of her neck, anchoring her as the kiss deepened fierce, consuming.
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The world outside disappeared.
Only the sound of their breaths filled the car, shallow and uneven, the soft rhythm of rain beginning to tap against the windshield.
Her heart was racing; his pulse thundered under her fingertips.
Ruhi's back hit the seat as Arnav pulled her closer, the air thick with heat and everything they shouldn't want.
They kissed like two people who knew they were playing with fire and didn't care about burning.
Every touch was spontaneous, wild her fingers tangled in his hair, his thumb brushing along her jaw, each movement pulling them deeper into that intoxicating pull.
His mouth was hard, demanding, fucking relentless.
His tongue forced its way past her parted lips, invading her, tasting her, twisting against hers in a way that made her whimper.
She gasped into him, her hands flying up to clutch at his shirt, fists twisting in the fabric as she dragged him closer, like she could crawl inside him if she just pulled hard enough.
His hand slid down from her jaw, fingers trailing fire along her throat.
The car windows fogged completely, breath misting against the glass as the temperature between them rose.
When they finally broke apart, both were panting, foreheads pressed together, lips trembling from the force of it.
Her voice came out barely above a whisper, unsteady but defiant.
"You're insane."
Arnav's lips curved, brushing against hers one last time.
"So are you... for not stopping me."
For a moment, they just sat there breathless, shaken, caught in the kind of silence that felt louder than words.
And Ruhi knew, deep down, that no matter how much she denied it this was only the beginning of something she wouldn't be able to control.
Arnav and Ruhi were never the kind of people who believed in soft things.
Love wasn't what drew them together it was the danger of it all.
