A Second Chance at Happiness : Chapter 14
The warm ambient lighting of the luxury hotel suite cast a golden glow across the plush carpet. Arnav locked the door behind them, his eyes fixed on Khushi as she untied the delicate dori of her dupatta and let it drape over the back of the sofa. The lingering tension from earlier seemed to dissolve as Arnav stepped closer, his gaze darkening with a familiar, searing intensity. He reached out, his long fingers trailing lightly along the side of her neck, tucking a loose lock of dark hair behind her ear. Khushi’s breath hitched. Her pulse raced, a betraying blush creeping up her cheeks as she looked into his molten hazel eyes. "Arnavji..." she whispered, her hands coming up to rest tentatively against his chest. "Khushi," he murmured, his voice a low, velvet hum. He leaned down, brushing his lips softly against her temple, then down the curve of her cheek, making her shiver in anticipation. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her flush against his body. Every barr...