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The woman who had captivated him right from the beginning with her fieriness was now sleeping peacefully in his arms after having stolen his peace of mind.

“Is it always like this?”

When Tanvi asked him that question, he knew exactly what she had meant.

Was sex always sweet, passionate, uncontrollable and overwhelming?

No. It wasn’t always that way. And though he was experienced, he didn’t feel all those things with the same woman.

Despite fighting hard for many days not to possess his enemy’s daughter, he finally broke and gave in. He wasn’t the possessive kind. He didn’t care if any of the women he had slept with dated someone else. But when it came to Tanvi Shetty, he turned into a damn caveman.

Her deliberate taunt about a billionaire from New York as a prospective groom made him realize how close he was to losing the woman he wanted more than anything. He knew she was deliberately egging him on. But still, his mind screamed to make her his completely.

And he did.

The feel of her, the sweet smell of her, her taste and her sassy fierceness finally broke him. He had already been obsessed with her. But now, he became addicted. He became addicted to how her eyes turned soft and glazed while her face twisted with ecstasy before she climaxed.

She might be his enemy’s daughter, and she might hate him soon. But she was the only woman he needed more than anything.

Yes, I’m completely and royally fucked.

CHAPTER 27

“Good evening, Miss Shetty.”

Tanvi’s father’s assistant greeted her outside her father’s home. “Good evening, Mr. Prasad.”

The older man looked tensed and worried. “Your father is waiting for you inside, madam.”

She knew her father would blast her for arriving late to the party. She hadn’t picked up his calls from a while ago as well. Her face heated as she recalled the reason why she couldn’t attend the calls and also why she was running late to the party. An arrogant devil had deliberately kept her busy.

“Has the guest of honor arrived yet?” she asked. She could hear faint music coming from inside.

“No, madam.”

“Do you happen to know the name of the man?” she asked.

“No, madam.”

Tanvi frowned. She expected her father’s assistant to know the name of the guest of honor.

“Your father is in the lawns, Miss Shetty. He is a bit... upset.”

Tanvi wondered if the reason for her father’s upset was because she hadn’t picked up his calls or that the guest of honor hadn’t arrived yet.

“Thank you, Mr. Prasad.”

She knew she would face her father’s anger regardless of whether she was late or not. She also knew her father wouldn’t reveal his upset in front of others. She smiled at the thought.

Her smile turned into a small grimace as she walked to the lawns where the party was being held. The place between her legs was quite sore. She blushed and cursed the arrogant devil responsible.

It had been two days since she had goaded Arjun into taking her completely. Since then, they had barely spent a moment apart. She had reveled in his possession and also in the power she felt for making a man like him lose control with a simple kiss or touch.

But earlier that evening when she explained to him that it was important for her to attend her father’s party so she could meet the Prism chairman, Arjun behaved as though he was very understanding.

But the arrogant ass deliberately delayed her by cornering her right after she got ready and was about to step out for the party.

“When you are talking to the hot-shot billionaire or any other man tonight, remember that no one else can make you feel this way except for me.”

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