The wedding was over.
Guests gone.
Music faded.
But the real story?
It was just beginning. 😌🔥
She stepped into their room slowly, red saree hugging her curves, anklets whispering with every step ✨🌹
The heavy door closed behind her.
Click. 🚪
Her heart skipped.
He was already there.
Coat removed.
Sleeves rolled up.
Watching her like she was the only thing that existed in his universe. 😮💨🔥
“Why are you standing so far?” he asked, voice low… dangerous… warm.
She tried to act calm.
“I’m not far.”
He took one slow step forward.
Now she could feel his breath.
“Now you’re not.” 😏🔥
Her fingers tightened around her pallu.
He noticed.
Of course he did.
“You were bold the whole wedding,” he murmured, circling her slowly. “Where did that confidence go?” 😌
She turned to face him, chin lifting.
“Maybe I was waiting for the right moment.”
His eyes darkened.
“Oh?”
She moved closer herself this time.
Placed her hand on his chest.
Felt his heartbeat.
“I don’t run,” she whispered. “I choose.”
Silence.
Electric. ⚡🔥
His hand slid gently to her waist—firm, claiming, but slow.
“Then choose me,” he breathed.
She didn’t answer.
She simply leaned in…
brushed her lips against his jaw… soft… deliberate… teasing 😘🔥
His control snapped just a little.
In one smooth motion, he pulled her closer.
Not rough.
Not forced.
Just intense.
“You have no idea,” he said against her ear, “how long I’ve wanted to hold you like this.” ❤️🔥
Her knees weakened.
But she didn’t step back.
Instead… she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Pressed herself closer.
Let him feel that she wasn’t shy anymore 😌🔥
Outside, thunder rolled softly in the distance 🌩️
Inside, sparks flew.
He rested his forehead against hers.
“No games,” he whispered.
She smiled slowly.
“Who said this is a game?”
He laughed softly, then kissed her—
slow at first…
then deeper…
like he was memorizing her. 💋🔥
Time blurred.
Breaths tangled.
Fingers traced promises along silk and skin. ❤️🔥✨
But in the middle of all that heat…
he stopped.
Looked into her eyes.
“You’re safe with me.”
That one sentence melted her more than anything else.
She smiled softly, resting her head on his chest.
“And you’re home.” 💞
The storm outside faded.
The room grew quiet again.
Not because the fire died—
but because it had settled into warmth.
Two hearts.
One bed.
One forever. 💍❤️
And that night…
their love wasn’t just passion.
It became a promise. 🔥✨
