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It was the deafening roar of thunder that woke him from his slumber, his eyes flew open and his hands on her l tightened possessively. The ache in his body had still not subsided, Sikander cursed himself for being so affected by her. Another clap of thunder, and another...the storm raged.

And the one inside Sikander...it was getting out of control. He was getting out of control.

Dilrubah came into her senses when her body started reacting to something, she made a sound in the back of her throat, a little cry of pleasure and protest both-her hands found the source of such exquisite torture....