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Mature scenes ahead!!!

INAYAT'S POV:

"Shivansh?" I asked, noticing how his whole demeanor shifted the moment he switched on his phone.

His eyes turned dark and menacing, his jaw clenched so tightly that the veins on his neck and temples bulged. Without a word, he passed the phone to me.

"Iss baar Inayat ko tum pehle mil gaye the aur woh tumse pyaar karne lag gayi thi, isiliye maine usko jaane diya. Aur woh ab saat janmo ke liye tumhari huyi, lekin aathve janam mein woh sirf meri hogi, sirf meri."

The message from Vedant. I read it and let out a soft chuckle, not taking it seriously at all. It was such a light reaction as if the words didn't offend me in the slightest. It seemed like a joke.

"Well, I must admit, Ansh," I teased, glancing at him with a mischievous smile, "if you hadn't met me before him, I would've married Vedant."

The second the words left my lips, I regretted them. Shivansh's entire demeanor snapped. He glared at me with an intensity I had never seen before.

"Come again?" His voice was low, dangerous, as he began to hover over me.

Panic surged through me as I instinctively moved back, but Shivansh kept coming closer, his presence suffocating. When I didn't answer, his voice boomed again, "I said, repeat what you just said, INAYAT."

I flinched, trembling at the commanding tone in his voice. He was dangerously close now, his face inches from mine.

"Shivansh, I-" I started, my voice shaking, but before I could finish, he grabbed my neck-not enough to choke me, but just enough to pull me toward him, his grip firm.

Our faces were so close, our noses almost touching. His lips brushed against mine, and I felt my breath hitch, fear gripping me as I looked into his eyes.

"You're mine. YOU.ARE.MINE," he whispered, his voice a dark, possessive growl. "Get that through your head, baby. Hm??" His voice calm but dangerous.

And than, He kissed me, slowly and intensely as claiming me his, making my heart race.

When he pulled back slightly, his voice was softer but still filled with that dangerous edge. "Saat janam kya, har janam mein, aap sirf meri hain. Hmm?"

He kissed me again, fiercer this time, taking my breath away. My back hit the bed as he pressed me down, now completely on top of me. His lips left mine, but he didn't pull away.

His face was still so close, his breath hot against my skin.

"You belong to me, Ina," he whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness. "No one, no motherfucker, can say, I claim you for just seven lives. NO. You're mine in every fucking life." He again smashed his lips on mine.

In a rush, he got up from above me, and I followed, sitting up as I tried to catch my breath.

"I'm sorry, Ansh. I—"

"I'm not letting this go so easily, baby. You deserve a punishment."

"P-punishment?" My voice trembled, confusion and fear twisting inside me.

He nodded slowly, his eyes dark with intent. "Because you need to learn a lesson for saying something so sinful." His words sent a shiver down my spine, my body reacting to the low, dangerous tone in his voice.

Without another word, he stood and walked to the closet, pulling out a white shirt. I stared at him, baffled, unsure of what was coming next.

Before I could ask, he approached me and handed me the shirt. I glanced down at it, then back at him in confusion.

"Go and Wear this," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for discussion. "ONLY.THIS." His clarification was sharp, and I knew arguing was not an option.

When he handed me his shirt, I was nervous and scared. But deep down, there was a part of me that craved this moment—craved his dominance, his closeness.

I wanted to feel everything I had only imagined during these past two years. The fantasies that played in my mind were now within reach, and I wanted this.

I swallowed hard, a lump forming in my throat. His eyes were fixed on me, I nodded and quietly slipped into the bathroom.

In the washroom, I quickly changed out of my nightdress and into his shirt. The moment I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes widened in shock.

His shirt was thin—so thin that my black bra and panties were clearly visible through it. The oversized shirt draped over my frame, the hem falling mid-thigh, while the sleeves completely covered my arms. The contrast of my inner wear against the thin white fabric made me gulp.

Before I could collect myself, I heard his voice from the other side of the door.

"I'm waiting, baby."

My heart pounded, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the washroom. The sight before me made my stomach flip.

Shivansh was sitting on the sofa like a king on his throne, his entire demeanor dark and predatory, eyes locked onto me like he was ready to devour me whole.

His gaze traveling over me, making me feel exposed and vulnerable despite the fabric covering me. His eyes only heightened the tension coursing through me.

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SHIVANSH'S POV :

Vedant dared to say something like that?? He needs to know who the fuck is Shivansh Kapoor.

My mind repeated the message in my head and my jaw clenched even more.

My chain of thought broke when I heard the clicking voice of door opening and my gaze turned towards the door.

FUCK!

The first thing which captured my sight was her legs, which were bare to my sight, I followed it up till her thighs which were naked too, the shirt ended on her mid thighs.

Then my eyes went up to her breast, her cleavage were visible in my oversized shirt and the fabric was too thin that her black bra and penty was visible.

I am fucked up!

My eyes were fixed on her chest and then went to her legs and than finally her beautiful face. She was scared. Or I must say nervous.

"Come here, little kitten," I called her.

I noticed the way she reacted immediately-how her thighs clenched together, her breath hitched slightly.

She started walking toward me, taking small, hesitant steps, and I couldn't help but smirk.

The way she moved, so unsure yet so obedient, only made me want her more. When she finally stood in front of me, I took my time, letting my eyes roam over her.

The shirt barely hid anything, and I knew it. Every curve, every line of her body was exposed to me, and I could see her starting to feel uncomfortable.

She looked vulnerable, conscious of how much she had given me to see. It was exactly how I wanted her—aware that she was mine.

Without a word, I stood up and started walking towards her, slowly. She took a step back, then another, until her back hit the wall.

I could see the flicker of nervousness in her eyes as I closed the distance. Pinning her against the wall, I caged her between my arms, trapping her there.

My smirk deepened as I looked down at her, our faces inches apart.

"Look at you, Ina," I murmured, my voice low and teasing. "So small... so vulnerable."

I leaned in closer, our bodies touching each others as I let my lips hover over hers.

She trembled slightly, the anticipation building, but I didn't kiss her just yet. I wanted her to feel the power I held over her in that moment, to know she was completely at my mercy.

Her chest rose and fell so quickly under my shirt made me smirk even more.  She was mine, completey in my control, and I hadn't even touched her yet.

Leaning even closer, I brushed my lips lightly against hers, just enough for her to feel the warmth of my breath.

"Mmmm" I heard the softest whimper escape her lips, and that was all it took for me to push further.

My fingers slid down her waist, pulling her closer as I pressed my body against hers, feeling her warmth through the thin fabric.

"You think you can say things like that and walk away?" I whispered, my lips barely grazing her skin as I spoke. "You think I'll let that slide?"

She shook her head chasing my lips, but the words I wanted weren't coming out of her mouth. Not yet.

"Words, baby," I demanded softly, my fingers gently gripping her chin and forcing her to look into my eyes. "Say it."

"I'm sorry, Shivansh," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean it."

Her apology wasn't enough, not for what she'd said. My grip on her waist tightened as I moved even closer, my lips brushing her ear.

"You need to learn a lesson, kitten," I growled softly, feeling her shiver against me.

"You don't get to tease me like that without facing the consequences."

Before she could respond, I captured her lips in a hard, possessive kiss, my hand sliding up her back, pulling her deeper into me.

"Mmhmmm" The soft moan that escaped her only fueled the fire inside me. She melted against me, completely surrendering to my touch, just the way I liked.

I pulled away slightly, our lips still hovering close as I whispered, "You belong to me, Ina. Every. Single. Part of you. Yeah???"

She nodded, her eyes fluttering shut as I leaned in again, pressing soft kisses along her jawline, down her neck. I could feel her body responding to every touch, and it drove me insane.

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INAYAT'S POV :

"You'll never forget who you belong to," he murmured, his voice dark and filled with possessiveness.

He looked into my eyes as his hand moved from my back, cupping my neck, then sliding down to my chest.

Slowly, he unbuttoned the first button of shirt near my upper chest. His cold fingers grazing against my bare skin.

My breath hitched and further his hand slipped under my shirt, moving lower to the next button, resting on the valley between my breasts.

I gulped, my chest rising and falling, and then he unbuttoned the next two buttons, exposing my chest under his intense gaze, my bra still on.

He leaned down to my chest, his eyes still on me, and prepped soft kisses on the swollen part of my breast, making my heartbeat quicken.

Then, His mouth trailed down to the valley between my breasts, where he lingered, giving a long, slow lick that made me gasp.

I hissed at the sensation, but before I could react, he grabbed my neck, and smashed his lips on mine, kissing me passionately.

Wetness pooled between my legs, which made me clench my thighs. But He parted my thighs with his knees and starts rubbing my clit with his knees.

It felt so good that I couldn't stop grinding my hips to match his rhythm.

"So desperate for it, baby?" he whispered against my mouth.

My lips parted, breath heavy, as he continued kissing me, and rubbing my clit. He sucked my bottom lip, nibbling it lightly. Marking me as his.

His hand slid down, from my breast to waist and I gasped when I felt him between my legs, he cupped my vagina and slowly starts rubbing my clit over the cloth of my panties.

I grabbed his shoulder tightly, and he leaned in, burying his face in my neck, trailing kisses from my neck to my upper chest, all while rubbing my clit.

"Mmmhm, Ansh!" A moan slipped from my mouth.

"Yes, baby, that's the only name that should be on your tongue and mind," he whispered against my skin as my hands went to his hair, caressing it.

Suddenly, I felt his finger sliding in, and he inserted one of his finger in slowly. "Ahhh!"

I let out a scream.

"Ahh Ansh!" I cried out when he inserted his another one in. Tears start forming in my eyes, as it turned, and he didn't move It, he kissed my whole face and let me adjust, and slowly the burning sensation fades.

When he got confirmed that, I am okay, he started moving his fingers in and out, I threw my head back and held onto his shoulder.

The only sounds filling the air were his kisses, my moans and his fingers working inside me.

He was sucking my lower lips, while fucking me with his finger, "mmhm" moaned against his mouth.

"You make me go fucking insane, Ina. what are you doing to me???" He whispered against my mouth.

I don't know why, my nipples hardened at his words, poking through my bra. He noticed them and stopped doing his sweet torture to my lips.

He smirked and starts rubbing my hardened nipple with his other hand's finger, teasing me.

He pecked my lips when I moaned and then lowered his mouth and kissed my nipples over my bra. His fingers thrusting harder inside me.

"Look at you baby, so wet for me." He mumbled against my breast, sucking my nipples over the bra.

"Anshhh!" I moaned louder as he increased his pace, sucking my nipple, my fingers tangling in his hair.

I felt something building inside my lower abdomen, and I didn't want him to stop. But as I was close, he slowed down.

Tears formed in my eyes, and A frustrated groan escaped my lips, and I opened my eyes to see him smirking.

"My baby wants to cum?" he asked softly, pecking my lips as his hand slowed down. I nodded, desperate.

"Words, baby."

"Yesss, yes, I want to, please Ansh!!" I pleaded.

His smirk widened as he increased his pace again. "Tell me, who do you belong to, Ina?" he asked against my mouth, and I could barely speak.

"Tell me!" he commanded again.

"Y-you," I managed to say, my eyes rolling back as he hit a spot.

I started moving my hips as He suddenly slowed down again,

"Say it clearly, baby. Say you're mine, and I'll give you what you want," he growled.

"Ahhh! P-please, Ansh!" I begged.

"Say it, Ina!"

"I'm yours, Ansh. I belong to you! Please, give it to me!" I cried out as he hit the spot inside me, and an orgasm hit me fast and hard, I came on all over his hand.

I hugged him tightly as the immense pleasure hit me, and he prepped kisses all over my face.

I was taking deep breaths as he kissed my face, my energy completely drained. I could barely stand, but he held me by the waist before gently lifting me into his arms and carrying me to the bed.

He laid me down softly, pressing a tender kiss on my forehead, and murmured, "Good girl."

Sleep took over, and after that, everything faded into darkness.

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I slowly opened my eyes, trying to adjust to the light as my mind cleared. I sat up, scanning the whole room, noticing Shivansh wasn't there.

My gaze drifted down, and that's when I noticed—I was wearing his t-shirt, and nothing else down there. The realization hit me hard.

Did he clean me up and change me into this?

The thought made my cheeks burn, a mixture of surprise and warmth filling me. Memories of last night rushed back, making me blush deeply.

It was the best night of my life-one I'll never forget. Not just because it was our first time making out, but because he kissed me for the very first time.

His possessive, dominant side left me breathless, the way he claimed me as his own. I couldn't help but giggle, feeling a flutter in my chest.

Suddenly, I heard the door open and gasped, quickly pulling the blanket over my legs. I looked up to see him standing there with a tray in his hands.

His upper body was naked, his abs and muscles flexing and his pants hung low on his waist, showing just enough to make me gulp.

His messy hair fell over his face, and when he spoke in that deep morning voice, I nearly melted. He looked so hot.

"Good morning, sunshine," he said, his voice husky as he leaned down to peck my lips. "You look beautiful." I won't lie-his voice alone made me feel a fresh wave of desire.

"Umm, good morning," I managed to reply, my voice barely steady. He smiled at me, stealing another kiss before sitting beside me.

He set the tray down on the bed, revealing toast, an egg omelette, and coffee. "I don't know much about cooking, so I made this for you," he said, smiling shyly.

My heart swelled with affection, and I hugged him tightly. "Thank you so much."

I began to dig into the food, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. He watched me with a satisfied smile, then stroked my hair gently.

"You eat, I'll go get ready, hmm?" he murmured, planting a soft kiss on my forehead before getting up.

I smiled and nodded, finishing the breakfast he'd made me. Once he was ready, I got dressed too, and together we headed to the office.

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"Bye, Ansh," I said, starting to get out of the car.

"Aren't you forgetting something, Ina?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I frowned, confused. "No, I've got everything," I replied confidently.

He shook his head with a knowing smile, leaned in, and cupped my cheeks, kissed me slowly yet passionately .

I giggled, my heart fluttering, before saying goodbye again and watching him drive off.

Returning to the office after so many days felt surreal. With all the chaos in my life, if it hadn't been for Rhea, my company would've gone under by now.

I laughed at the thought. As I entered the building, I was greeted by familiar faces and warm smiles. This time, I smiled back—genuinely.

The first place I headed was Rhea's cabin, but she wasn't there. Her secretary informed me she was out for a meeting.

Nodding, I made my way to my own office, diving into the mountain of work that had piled up in my absence.

Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was already lunchtime. I checked in on Rhea again, only to find out she was having lunch outside—a rare occurrence for her.

It piqued my curiosity, but I let it go for the moment and returned to my work.

Feeling a bit lonely, I decided to video call Shivansh. We shared lunch over the call, chatting away like two teenagers.

We were even doing the whole "You hang up first... No, you hang up first" bit, which had me shaking my head and laughing at how silly we were. After finally ending the call, I refocused on my work.

By the evening, Shivansh called to say he'd pick me up in 15 minutes, and I eagerly agreed. I packed my things quickly, but just as I was about to leave, I remembered there was something important I needed to talk to Rhea about—something I had been putting off for too long. Today, I wasn't going to ignore it.

I walked to her cabin and found her, as usual, deep in work. Clearing my throat to grab her attention, I sat down across from her.

She looked up, startled to see me. Her first question was about Shivansh, and I assured her he had fully recovered.

It had been 15 days since we last spoke, mostly because Shivansh had been acting like a clingy kid, demanding all my attention.

Just as she was about to dive into work-related talk, I stopped her. "Rhea, I'm here to discuss something important—something personal, not work."

She looked confused. "What important thing?" she asked, leaning back in her chair.

I crossed my arms, fixing her with a knowing gaze. "About you and Advay Bhai."

The shock on her face was instant. Before she could respond, I continued, "Don't even try to deny it. The chemistry between you two is obvious."

She sighed deeply, closing her eyes for a moment. "Even I don't know what's going on between us, Inu. I'm just as confused as you are. How can I explain it when I don't even understand it myself?"

I furrowed my brows, unsure of what she meant. "Explain," I urged gently.

"We both think we're in love, but all we do is fight," she admitted, her voice heavy with frustration. "I don't know if we can ever have a happy relationship."

Before I could respond, my phone rang. Shivansh's name flashed on the screen. I glanced at it, but instead of answering, I silenced the phone and turned my attention back to Rhea.

"You've been going through all of this alone? Why didn't you tell me? Forget about that for now. Just tell me everything, and we'll figure it out together." She opened her mouth to speak, but Shivansh called again, interrupting.

Rhea smiled, taking my hand. "Inayat, focus on your own story right now. Your hero is outside, probably pacing around impatiently. Let me sort through my thoughts. By the time your story reaches its climax, I'll have figured out mine. Then we'll deal with my mess together."

I smiled, but Shivansh called yet again, earning a chuckle from both of us. "This boy is so impatient," I muttered, shaking my head.

"Everything will unfold as it's destined. Don't worry." She smiled and nodded saying "Yes, don't worry, and please don't tell anyone—not even Shivansh. And don't mention anything to Advay either. I just need time, Inu. Until I'm sure about what's happening between Advay and me."

I hugged her tightly. "You have my word. I'll wait for you to reveal it when you're ready. Take care of yourself."

With that, my phone rang once more. I grabbed my bag, waving her goodbye as I rushed out of her cabin

As the elevator doors slid open, Shivansh was standing there, looking tense. The moment his eyes found mine, he rushed towards me and pulled me into a tight hug.

"Ansh? What's wrong?" I asked, confused.

"Why weren't you answering my calls, Ina?" he asked, his frustration evident.

I opened my mouth to explain, but before I could, Rhea's voice interrupted us. "I hate to interrupt, lovebirds, but this is an office, not your personal love nest," she said sarcastically.

Embarrassed, I tried to pull back, but Shivansh kept his arm firmly around my waist. "Maybe you should close your eyes and stop meddling in things that don't concern you," he snapped, his voice sharp.

Rhea glared at him but didn't reply. She gave me a quick hug before walking off toward her car.

I playfully slapped Shivansh's chest. "You always have something to say, don't you?" I teased.

He smirked, and we headed toward his car.

Once we were inside, Shivansh turned to me. "Ina, why didn't you answer my calls?"

"I was talking to Rhea. I didn't hear my phone. It must've been on silent. I'm sorry." I lied, feeling guilty, unable to tell him the truth.

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We arrived home around 6:30. Shivansh went to freshen up while the rain poured outside. The cozy weather made me crave tea.

I thought it would be perfect to enjoy a cup with Shivansh while watching the rain.

His parents had returned from visiting relatives earlier that day. As I came out of the kitchen with tea, I saw Shivansh's mother, Unnati aunty, but she chose to ignore me.

My heart sank. I knew I needed to clear the air with her. What happened between Shivansh and me wasn't entirely my fault—misunderstandings had occurred on both sides. I didn't want to be hated by his parents; I wanted a strong relationship with them.

Determined, I made two more cups of tea and took them to their room. Knocking softly, Shivansh's father, Uncle, opened the door with a warm smile and welcomed me inside.

Aunty was resting on the bed, but when she saw me, she sat up abruptly, ready to say something. Uncle silenced her with a glance and then asked if I needed anything.

I explained that I'd brought tea. His face lit up as he took a cup from the tray.

I offered the other cup to Aunty, standing there awkwardly when she refused to take it or look at me.

Determined to make peace, I stayed. The silence felt heavy.

Finally, Uncle broke the tension. "This tea is really good, beta. So refreshing," he said, turning to Aunty. "Unnati, you should definitely try this. It's even better than yours."

I noticed the irritation flicker in her eyes as she snatched the cup. I smiled at Uncle, silently thanking him for his support. He gave me a wink in return, his way of reassuring me.

Aunty took a sip, paused, and muttered to Uncle, "You just needed an excuse to insult my cooking, didn't you?" Uncle smiled softly but didn't argue.

I set the tray aside, then knelt in front of Aunty, resting my head gently on her lap. She stiffened but didn't push me away.

My voice trembled as I spoke. "Aunty, please, just listen to me. If, after hearing me out, you still think I'm not right for Shivansh, I'll leave. But please, give me this chance."

She remained silent but didn't pull away.

I told her everything—from how Shivansh saved me, to dedicating myself for two years to build my business, to finally feeling worthy enough to pursue him.

I explained how love hadn't been on his mind back then, and that's why Aahana and I concocted the plan for me to pretend to be poor. I'd left everything behind to win his heart and become part of this family.

But then, it all fell apart. One accident had changed everything. He blamed me and even slapped me in front of everyone, and the humiliation still cut deep.

I didn't want to mention it, but Aunty needed to know. Just as Shivansh had saved me, I had saved him too.

Our love for each other was real, but our egos and stubbornness had gotten in the way. We've made mistakes, but we've learned from them. Now, we just want to move forward—with love and with your blessing.

Tears streamed down my face by the time I finished. When I felt no movement from her, I hesitantly lifted my head and saw she was crying too.

Her cheeks were wet, and without thinking, I reached out to wipe them away. To my surprise, she pulled me into a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I didn't know the full story. I blamed you, thinking the worst."

A wave of relief washed over me. She had finally accepted me.

I hugged her tighter, smiling through my tears. "It's okay. It's all in the past now. I'm just happy you've accepted me. We'll be the best saas-bahu duo!"

She chuckled lightly, nodding, but then her expression darkened. "But will Shivansh forgive us? After everything, especially the way I treated you?"

I took her hands, looking her in the eyes. "He will, Aunty. Trust me. He loves you. We'll make this work—together."

She nodded, hope lighting her face, and then quickly got up, heading for the door.

Uncle, who had watched everything silently, called after her. "Where are you going?"

From the hallway, she shouted back, "I've found my daughter-in-law! Aren't you going to celebrate? I'm getting sweets!"

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As we know, this story is about to end, so after this, I have thought of writing more stories. I will be giving you some options, and you can choose one to tell me which plot I should develop next. Some plots you might have already understood from reading this story, like:

1. Aryan Malhotra and Aahana Kapoor

2. Vikrant Rajput and Trisha Singh

3. Vedant Sen and Anvi Raisinghania

4. Advay Kapoor and Rhea Oberoi

But there is one story whose plot you don't know yet, and that is the story of Shivansh's son, Shivin Kapoor. I have shared the aesthetics and introduction of his story below. Now, please choose and let me know which story you want!

Book Name: Under The Digital Veil

SHIVIN KAPOOR

AYRA MEHRA

AYRA X SHIVIN

Tropes:

• enemies to lovers
• academic rivals
• second chance
• badass female lead
• sunshine male lead
• biker & footballer
• obsessed male lead
• dark romance

Ayra and Shivin had been academic rivals for as long as they could remember. Shivin, with his kind and soft-hearted nature, never wished any ill towards Ayra.

But Ayra, fueled by jealousy and competitiveness, always harbored resentment, wanting to outshine him. Despite their rivalry, both of them managed to crack the toughest exams and landed in the same college.

There, Shivin's brilliance began to shine even brighter, and he consistently outperformed Ayra.

This only deepened Ayra's jealousy. Determined to reclaim her position as the top student, she devised a plan to distract Shivin from his studies.

But as her plan unfolded, something unexpected happened—Ayra found herself falling for him. The more time she spent obsessing over Shivin, the more she realized that her feelings had changed.

However, by the time Ayra recognized her love for Shivin, things had already started spiraling out of control.

Shivin uncovered a secret Ayra had been hiding all along—something that broke his heart. He felt betrayed, and the bond between them shattered.

Now, Ayra must face the consequences of her actions. The question is: will she be able to mend the broken trust and win Shivin back, or has she lost him forever?

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