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"You look damn cute when you short circuit like this" he teased.

She narrowed her eyes, stomped her foot dramatically, and huffed, "You are evil Manik Malhotra!" before spinning on her heel and marching back toward the bedroom.

His laughter echoed through the kitchen as he stirred sugar into both mugs.

"Now you know," he called after her, mischief dripping in every word. "You better be prepared then, cause the first night isn't over yet, and I'm not stopping until you are ruined." He shouted between his laughs. 

She didn't reply, but he swore he heard a low groan and a muttered curse under her breath.

She stormed into the bedroom with fiery cheeks and a faster heartbeat, the sound of his laugh still buzzing in her ears. The audacity of that man. The way he kissed her like he owned her, then turned back to making coffee like it was no big deal. Like her legs weren't jelly, like her skin wasn't still tingling.

She reached for the blanket on the bed and threw it over her head, hiding her burning face even from herself.

"Monster" she muttered into the fabric.

"Excuse me?" came his voice from behind. The teasing arrogance in it made her groan into the pillow.

He stood at the door with two mugs in his hands and a smirk on his face that could melt glaciers. He walked in slowly, taking his time, every step deliberate, his eyes dark with amusement and something deeper.

........ 

Manik Malhotra, an experienced pervert marries an innocent virgin Nandini. Driven by her beauty he wanted to claim her on their first night but... 

He fails, 

In order to get what he wanted, he plans to teach her everything about intimacy. 

But the thing is, Do we get what we want that easily? 

Well I don't think so! 

So come and dive into the book to find how things unravel, how Manik gets Nandini or how even he becomes a lover from a heretic pervert. 

The Story Contains, 

Sexual Assault || 
Foul Language || 
Hard-core Intimacy || 

SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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