I gasped when he gently bite my bottom lip.
"Ishaan..." I whispered breathlessly, eyes meeting his darkened ones. "You didn't show me the rest of the house."
"Later," he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. "Right now, I just want to get lost in you."
I giggled, breath hitching. "You're always so dramatic."
"And you love it," he smirked.
"I do." My smile turned slow, mischievous.
This time, I pushed him back gently. 
He blinked in surprise when I took control—guiding him toward the edge of the bed instead of the other way around.
"Oh?" he tilted his head. "What's this new energy, Dr. Mehra?"
I grinned and climbed onto his lap, arms resting around his neck. "This new energy just got her period freedom back. You better be scared."
"I'm terrified," he said with a crooked smile, hands already gripping my waist.
I leaned in close, our noses brushing. "Let's make a deal?"
"Hmm?"
"For the next hour, I call the shots. You follow."
He raised a brow, amused. "Dominant Lavika? K-dramas mei yeh sab bhi hota hai?"
I pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Shut up and say yes."
"Yes, ma'am."
God, the way that word fell from his mouth made me shiver. 
But I wasn't done playing.
"Good boy," I whispered, brushing my lips against his, just barely. 
He leaned in instinctively, but I pulled back. "Nuh-uh. Not until I say."
He groaned. "You're enjoying this too much."
"Oh, absolutely."
I tugged at the buttons of his shirt, one by one, taking my sweet time. 
Every time he tried to move, I clicked my tongue and pushed him back with my palm.
"I said stay still."
His jaw clenched, eyes burning. "You're going to pay for this later."
I shrugged. "Worth it."
When his shirt was finally off, I ran my hands over his chest, slow and teasing. 
He was breathing harder now, but I wasn't done yet. 
I pressed small kisses along his collarbone, and then lower—each one earning a hiss from him.
"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?"
"Maybe," I whispered. "But you'll die smiling."
He laughed softly, and in that moment, it wasn't just lust—it was love. 
Pure, wild, unfiltered love. 
His eyes weren't just dark with desire, they were soft around the edges. 
For me.
Suddenly, the game didn't feel like a game anymore.
"Ishaan..." I whispered, brushing my nose against his. "You really bought this house?"