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“What’s wrong, hellcat?” he asked her. “You’re never happy to see me. What’s changed?”
She’d rushed to him like he was the salvation she’d been seeking. The Tiya he knew would never have clung to him the way she had, when she usually hid all her feelings for him behind that cool façade of hers.
She pressed her lips together, lowering her lashes. Vihaan ran his gaze over her. The blood red sari with the dark green border looked stunning draped around her lush curves. It’s deep, strappy, glittering blouse with a sexy hint of cleavage was decadent on her. Her dark hair was left loose and flowing. It looked like spun silk and he itched to run his fingers through those shiny locks. Her lips were painted a nude color, barely there. Fuck! She was gorgeous. Sexy.
“Talk to me, baby,” he prompted.
She swallowed and then looked to the side before facing him.
“Look there.” She lowered a few branches of the palm.” My parents have chosenhimfor me.”
She tipped her head between the branches she was holding, and Vihaan checked whom she was pointing at.
His heart stopped before it began to somersault in his chest as he recognized who Tiya was pointing at. For the first time in twelve long years, Vihaan finally laid eyes on the man responsible for their loss, their misery and their misfortune.
Dev Luthra.
Images from the past flashed behind his eyes.
Avi laughing with Dev, holding his hand as they all walked in the forest next to their home in Shimla.
His parents being shot.
Aaryan and he fighting with their captors.
Avi’s skin being shredded apart while Dev watched quietly.
“Vihaan…” He barely heard Tiya’s concerned voice. The urge to rip that monster’s heart out and make him pay for all his sins began to thrum in his blood. He moved to the side, where he finally had a clear view of his enemy.
“Vihaan, what’s wrong?” Tiya asked again.
When he refused to reply, but continued to stare at Dev, she dug her hand into his chest, seeking his attention.
“Your heart…is beating so fast…”
His eyes met hers for a brief second before they zoomed back on Dev Luthra, who was watching him too. Recognition lit his eyes and Dev’s mouth dropped open for the briefest of seconds before he started to make his way to Vihaan.
Vihaan’s body stiffened further. Cold. He was so cold, like all the heat had disappeared from him. Every muscle and bone in his body had gone cold and tight, rigid with the need to act first and think later.
“Vihaan, look at me.”
But he couldn’t focus on her at all. All his attention was on the man walking toward him, the distance between them shortening with every second. More images from the past flashed in his head. Avi’s screams echoed in his ears, reminding him that he could end that evil that had been lurking in their lives once and for all.
Darkness tinged with red swept through his mind, taking over his senses. Aaryan had been right all along. Coming out in the open like this was not a good idea; facing Dev without Aaryan was perhaps the worst idea possible. But Vihaan had taken this step and now there was no turning back from it.
His fists clenched.
He could and would finish their enemy once and for all. Then his family would be free to lead their lives in peace. It didn’t matter what he faced after this. At least the rest of them could live without looking over their shoulders. His path was clear. His decision final. Today, it would all end, no matter the cost to him.
“Shitballs on sticks,” Tiya cursed aloud. “I can’t believe I’m going to do this.”
She pulled him back behind the potted palm and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she rose on her toes and lowered his mouth to hers.
Vihaan blinked. It took him a second to realize that Tiya was kissing him. Warmth slid into his veins and his body heated from zero to hundred, instantly. Her tongue licked his lower lip and he was lost. He forgot everything he’d been thinking a second before. His hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to his body, needing her heat. His mouth parted under hers and she let out an appreciative moan. For seconds, she played with his mouth and his tongue, seeking, searching, devouring him.
Need began to sing a beautiful melody in his soul. His body hardened. His hand sank into her hair. Fuck! It was as silky as he’d known it would be. She sucked his tongue hard and Vihaan gave himself up to her. Her hand worked its way into his long strands and she tugged and pulled, driving him crazy. He held her in place while she continued her tender assault on his mouth and he let her take what she wanted from him.
Slowly, she released him, moving back in his arms. He gave her a brilliant smile. She wiped a finger down his mouth, rubbing her lipstick off from his lips. The gesture was so careful and considerate that his heart squeezed in his chest.
