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She tried to run towards the open bedroom door. But before she could take a few steps, he wrapped a hand around her waist and threw her on the bed.

She hissed and fought him. “Let me go, you bastard!”

Anger shot through him. And the lack of sleep for the last two weeks caused his patience to run thin. “Don’t bloody push me, princess,” he growled.

She looked at him and glared. “Fuck you!”

He knew she had a reason for being more than upset. But weeks of being apart from her and missing her every damn moment, and the stress from the anger, fear and worry for his brother over the last two weeks took a toll on him. He snapped.

He caught her jaw in a firm grip and crashed his mouth on top of hers. A shocked sound escaped her throat. And then she was angry. She bit down on his bottom lip hard until he could taste the slight metallic tang of his blood.

He didn’t care for the slice of pain. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth and groaned at her sweet, familiar taste which felt like homecoming after so damn long. He kissed her with a rough intensity, wanting and seeking what only she could give.

Her nails dug into his arms, hurting him even as her tongue tangled with his. The sounds of her anger turned into a moan while he deepened the kiss. He continued to kiss her and touch her. His hands were starving for the feel of her body, which he badly missed in the weeks they had been apart.

He wanted to kiss her, taste her and touch her everywhere like before and let her fill his senses.

“I missed you so damn much, princess,” he groaned, pushing his hard arousal against her softness. He wanted to lose himself in her body and claim her until they both collapsed with exhaustion.

She suddenly stiffened under him. He knew the exact moment she got back to hating him again.

“Get off me!” she hissed.

Fuck. He shouldn’t have spoken out loud. He should have continued to kiss her until she forgot everything. But his fiery pawn wasn’t willing to forget or forgive anytime soon.

She tried to shove him off her. “I said get off!”

Groaning internally, he dragged his painfully aroused body away from her and stood up.

“Don’t ever touch me!” she yelled, scrambling up from the bed.

The tips of her breasts were hardened against the soft material of her t-shirt, and her face was flushed. He knew if he slid his finger into her soft core, she would be dripping wet with arousal.

But she was also angry and hurt.

So taking a deep breath, he took a step away from her while trying to bring his body under control. “I’ll send a maid to clean up. There are cameras in every room, and the doors are automatically locked from outside. Don’t try to escape.”

With those instructions, he turned away and walked out the door.

“I hate you! I won’t let you get away with this!”

As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom suite, something banged against the door barely a split moment after it closed. It must have been either a book or the digital clock placed on the nightstand.

He let out a sigh. His fiery pawn was definitely going to be the death of him.

CHAPTER 36

Tanvi’s mind was in huge turmoil.

She hadn’t slept the entire night. She was angry.

How could I respond to his kiss!

For a moment, her heart and mind had become confused thinking she was kissing Arjun, the man she fell in love with and had missed so much. The familiar touch of his lips along with his demanding tongue made her melt against him.

But it was only much later she realized that Arjun was only an illusion. And the man kissing her was a fraud who had deceived her into falling in love with him.

Her eyes took in the large luxurious bedroom suite with a stunning view of the city. She compared it with Arjun’s small apartment across from hers where she had spent most of her time with him.

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