Sinful Raabta

“Dar lag raha hai?” Aaryan murmured, eyes locked on hers. Meher’s breath hitched. She nodded. He smirked. “Accha hai… mujhe wahi chahiye jo darte hue bhi rukti nahi.” His hand slid into her hair, pulling her closer. “Main tumhe chodunga, rulaunga… pyaar nahi, obsession doonga.” Her knees trembled. His thumb brushed her lip. “Tum meri ho, Meher. Ab sirf meri.”