I grabbed a sheer dupatta, strategically placing it where necessary, and stepped out of my room, ready to face the day—and my shameless fiancé.
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I was walking toward my room when I saw a blur of white sprinting past me.
Lavika.
She was running at full speed, her dupatta flying behind her like a superhero's cape, straight from her room.
Meri jhaali kudi.
I smirked, shaking my head as I entered my own room.
The night had been... intoxicating.
I could still feel the way she trembled under my touch, the way she whispered my name, the way she gave herself to me without hesitation.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair before stepping into the shower.
The cold water did nothing to cool my thoughts.
Once I was ready, I threw on a simple white kurta, perfectly tailored, with subtle embroidery. 
Adya had strictly told me to be on time for the family brunch.
The second I walked into the lobby, my eyes found her.
My little sinner.
Dressed in a white suit, looking like an absolute vision—soft, delicate, but only I knew the fire that burned beneath that innocence.
She was sitting beside Shanaya, laughing about something, completely unaware of my arrival.
I narrowed my eyes and pulled out my phone.
Me : Girl, you sat on my seat. Move.
Shanaya's phone buzzed, and as soon as she saw my message, she turned her head to look at me with wide eyes.
I raised a brow.
She got the message loud and clear. Good sister.
With zero hesitation, she got up, grinning awkwardly, and moved to the other side of the table.
Satisfied, I stepped forward and greeted everyone, my eyes never leaving my darling.
Leaning down slightly, I whispered near her ear, "Good afternoon, little sinner."
I watched in pure delight as her entire face turned red.
She immediately grabbed her glass of juice and took a long sip, avoiding eye contact.
I smirked, loving every second of it, and took the seat directly behind her.
As conversations flowed around the table, I casually placed my hand on her thigh under the table.