Every Inch of Her Now Remembered Him
The ride back was quiet.
Not because there was nothing to say—
But because too much had already been felt.
Siyara sat behind him, her arms around his waist again, but this time… it was different. Her fingers didn’t just hold—they gripped. Her chest pressed tighter to his back. And her skin, even under layers, still buzzed where his lips had claimed her.
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
*He didn’t look back.*
But he knew.
She was undone.
And he was completely addicted to it.
She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, eyes shut, heartbeat still in his rhythm.
Her kurti clung to her slightly—his mark still tingling just above her heart.
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*She walked to the mirror, slowly pulling her dupatta aside.*
And there it was.
A faint pink bloom against her soft skin.
A kiss she didn’t see happen—but one she felt everywhere.
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*Her hand hovered over it. She didn’t touch it.*
Not yet.
Because touching it would mean accepting the truth:
She didn’t want him to stop.
Not anymore.
Meanwhile | Yuvraj’s Apartment
He stood shirtless at the sink, splashing water over his face. But it didn’t help.
Nothing cooled what he was feeling.
His jaw clenched. His mind looped back to that moment—his lips brushing her skin, her gasp, the tremble in her fingers when she clutched his shirt tighter.
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(muttering):
“She doesn’t even know what she’s doing to me.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
*He stared at himself in the mirror.*
This wasn’t just about want anymore.
It was possession. Pull. Need.
He wanted her smile, her scent, her skin, her heart—
and now that he’d touched her like that…
He couldn’t go back.
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*Her screen lit up.*
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
Message
> “Did the wind leave goosebumps on your skin tonight?
Or was that still me?”
She stared at it.
Smiled.
Blushed.
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
Message
>“Still you. Still everywhere.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
Message
> “You smell like mine now.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
Message
> “And I can still feel you… even where you didn’t touch.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
Message
> “That’s the problem. I wanted to touch everywhere.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
Message
> “I know.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
Message
> “Tomorrow. Same time?”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
Message
> “But you act like a devil.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
Message
> “Baby girl, you haven’t even seen me without my restraint.”
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