Arnav’s phone was ringing madly on the table beside the bed. Arnav, whose lips were still pressed against Ananya’s breast and whose hand was still caressing her over her shorts, paused for a moment. He picked up the phone in irritation. The screen flashed “Important Client – Urgent.”
“Shit!” Arnav pulled himself away from Ananya with a heavy breath. The unfinished passion still burned in his eyes.





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