PROLOGUE ✨

NOORAIN'S POV:-

He grabbed hold of my hand and dragged me outside the hall. I can clearly see the jealousy burning in his eyes for me, and this man claims that he don't have any feelings for me. Liar

"You like testing my patience Noor isn't it?", he growled, "Let me show you what happens when my patience snaps"

Before I can make sense of what's happening, he stopped and whirled  me around, my hands automatically lift up to rest on his chest. I gasp as the cold marble pillar kisses my back sending a shiver of dread and desire ripple through my spine.

His fingers grabs hold of my jaw and his mouth crashed with mine. He kisses me — Like there's no tomorrow. Like I'm the oxygen he needs to breathe and he'll die if he won't do it.

His  right hand slides up from my waist and he pinch one of my already hardened nipple through my blouse.

I gasp and my mouth parted as he enters my mouth. Moving his tongue along the inside of my mouth he groans, like the last thread of his patience is snapping.

He tastes like warm chocolate laced with something sinful... like sweetness hiding the storm.

My hands moved from his chest and I lift them towards his hair threading my fingers through them. Gripping the back of his small hairs I try to deepen the kiss.

The moment, the kiss deepens and I starts reciprocating, he bites hard on my lower lip oozing the blood from them. He sucks on them, with his soft lips, before the sting could settle — drawing them into long apologetic pulls like he wanted to erase the hurt he had just caused me.

Then he pulled back enough to take the view of my whole face. I'm still breathless, my chest is heaving up and down rapidly. He lifts his right hand and softly brush aside my hairs which were stuck on my forehead due to sweat, while tucking them behind my ear.

He grazes my swollen lower lip with his thumb and whispers in my ear, "I  love it when you're breathless because of me" and pulls back after kissing my earlobe.

Bending a little he grabs hold of both my thighs and lift me up making me wrap them around his waist, "Izhaan..."

We're not in our room, we are in the middle of a corridor. The thought of someone seeing us in this position sent a jolt of panic straight through me.

"Someone will see us..", I murmur, still trying to catch my breathe, expecting him to stop. But it's too late his hand starts wondering inside my saree.

"Let them see, how much I loves my dear wifey. Now I'm going to take you here itself, at this moment, this is your punishment for letting another man come close to you" he whispers in my ear while pressing wet sloppy ki

sses along my jaw and throat.