Priyank felt relieved, knowing he had won the argument this time. He often found her chatter pointless, but now he could finally relax.

Priya glared at him with resentment, her lips throbbing with pain.

He didn't just kiss her; it felt like a punishment.

‘I wish I could bite his lips too, so he'd understand,’ Priya thought, a desire to retaliate burning in her heart.

But she knew he was unpredictable, so she suppressed her urge, fearing his reaction.

"Why do you look at me like that, Angel? Your stare is adorable, but it feels like you're cursing me silently," Priyank chuckled, noticing her cute gaze.

He sensed her anger...