Their bodies moved together, soft gasps and breathless kisses filling the space beneath the blanket. Avyanshโs pace remained slow, deepโhis hips rolling into her with care, with reverence.
Every thrust was a promise, every moan a confession.
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๐๐ซ His Shayari, Her Sparks She's a no-filter, caffeine-fueled almost-engineer. He's a mischievous poet with a storm behind his words. Sarcasm meets poetry, chaos meets charm-but behind the banter, both hide unspoken scars. Will love give their secrets a voice, or will silence keep them apart? A tale of wit, wounds, and the poetry of love.
She vanished from a life that was supposed to begin with vows. He stood rooted in a life built on discipline, confidence, and quiet loneliness. Samriddhi Rathore carries fear like a secret stitched into her ribs. Shashwat Kashyap wears charm like armor, never realizing how deeply he feels. In the corridors of a hospital that never sleeps, their worlds brush past each other. Her silence unsettles him. His steadiness disarms her. She is running from a past that refuses to let go. He is unknowingly becoming her safest place. Some hearts donโt fall-they heal each other first. And sometimes, love arrives not as desire, but as relief.
Dev Raghuvanshi A loud-mouth with a loud heart. A Hindu boy who believes love is filmy, fearless, and full of fire. And her? She was everything he wasn't allowed to love. A calm storm. A soft rebellion. A Muslim girl who made him question every boundary the world drew between their names. They say love doesnโt see religion. But the world does. And in the chaos of traditions, silence of families, and noise of society โ they became a love story people whisper about, but never write. But Dev? Heโs writing it. Loudly. Dramatically. Unapologetically. Because this isn't just about her. It's about what she left behind in him โ A reflection. An Aks-e-Mohabbat. But only for the ones who believe that love can exist even when the world says no.
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