Sinful Rabta 🌶️
> "Remove your dupatta."
Meher blinked. "S-sir?"
Veer leaned back in his chair, eyes dark as the monsoon sky. "You're here to design the most intimate space of my house, Miss Kapoor. I need to see how you handle discomfort."
Her breath hitched. Her hands trembled as she loosened the end of her dupatta. His gaze never wavered - it devoured.
She expected shame. But what she felt... was a flame.
He stood up, walked to her, and whispered, "You interest me. That's dangerous for both of us."
And in that moment, Meher knew-her life had just changed.
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