Prologue
Kiara's POV
I stepped back slowly, my feet moving without my permission, until my back finally touched the edge of the table.
Before I could say anything, his hand gently found my waist, steadying me as he made me sit on the table.
The world around me suddenly felt quieter.
He moved closer.
And closer.
Until there was barely any distance left between us. His hand travels from my waist to my inner thigh and he squeeze it and I can feel his breath on my neck. And then he bite my earlobe gently and I gasped.
I could feel my heartbeat getting louder with every passing second. My mind was full of thoughts, but my body refused to move.
Fuck... I am wet
Hey bhagwan kash me chullu bhar pani me dub jati abhi. Hey dharti maa mujhe sama lo apne ander.
I squeeze my thighs tightly. I knew he noticed it. He notice every fucking thing about me , even a blink of eye.
And I was right. The moment our eyes met, a smirk appeared on his face.
His eyes held mine, and for a moment, I forgot everything else.
I knew what was coming.
My breath got caught, and my heart raced at the thought.
But then, nervousness took over. He again spread my legs and stand between them.
Mujhe laag raha h, ye banda kala jadu krta h isko sb pta hota h
I turned my face slightly away.
Not because I didn't want him.
But because I was scared not because of him.
Because this was new.
Because this would be my first kiss.
His fingers gently touched my face, making me look back at him. There was no force in his touch, but it's firm.
I closed my eyes, waiting for the moment.
But instead of what I expected, I felt something soft and gentle on my forehead.
A kiss.
A simple kiss that somehow meant more than words.
My eyes opened slowly.
He was looking at me with a softness I had never seen before.
He pulled me a little closer and whispered,
"Darling... I will never kiss you until you are ready."
I looked at him, surprised.
"What if I never agree to it?"
A small smile appeared on his face.
"Then I will wait, darling. Even after my last breath, if I have to."
After a pause he whispers again "Maybe, you'll kiss my grave"
My breath hitched.
The world might have known him as someone dangerous, someone impossible to understand...
But in that moment, all I saw was the person who chose to wait for me.
