Page 69 of Shattered

My anger flares as I take in the scene before me—she is standing beside the jerk next to her desk, looking stunning in a black, form-fitting knee-length dress, her hair cascading in gentle curls over her shoulders.

“Reyansh…”Kavya’s voice wavers as I move toward her, her eyes wide.

“Don’t you know how to knock, mister? We’re in the middle of something,” the jerk snaps at me, clearly annoyed by my interruption.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I bark, ignoring his statement as I wrap my hands around Kavya’s waist, pulling her closer to me.

His eyes drop to my hands on her waist, and he frowns before looking back at me. “I am here to talk to Kavya.”

“She’s not interested. Leave,” I hiss, pointing to the door.

“I am not leaving,” he states firmly, holding my gaze. “I have matters to discuss with Kavya.”

Narrowing my eyes at him, I glare sternly. “Like I give a damn about what you have to say. I suggest you get the hell out of here before I make you regret for showing up.”

“Kavya and I...” he begins, but he doesn’t get to finish as I am in his space, gripping his collar tightly.

“There is no Kavya and you. Stay the fuck away from my fiancée,”I say through gritted teeth.

“Reyansh, please let him go,” Kavya begs, her hands gripping my arms as she tries to pull me away. Ignoring her plea, I tighten my grip, keeping my gaze fixed on the asshole in front of me.

“Don’t you see, man? Fiancée or not, she still loves me and cares for me. After all, I am her first, and I will always own a part of her heart,” he smirks at me, and that’s all it takes for me to lose whatever thin thread I was hanging onto and punch him square in the nose.

“What the fuck, man?” he curses, holding his bleeding nose.

“You fucking don’t own her, not even a goddamn speck!” I growl, grabbing his collar again. “You think she still loves you, or that she ever did? You’re fucking wrong. She loves me, and only me,” I hiss. “She’s mine in every way you couldn’t make her.” Now, it’s my turn to smirk back at him. “You weren’t her first, but I was,” I state bluntly.

His eyes widen at my words, and he gulps audibly. His gaze briefly flickers with hurt as he looks at Kavya before I yank his collar, bringing his focus back to me. “You have no idea what turns her on, but I know every touch that drives her wild. You don’t know how she sounds when she moans in pleasure, but I’ve heard her moan my name. The look on her face when she comes? I’ve seen that beautiful face of hers when she comes for me. And how she tastes? I’ve savoured every inch of her with my mouth and hands.” I know it’s beneath me to say those words, but the jerk had it coming. “You are not her first in any way that matters.”

“I... I need to go,” he stammers, clearly flustered.

“Make sure you don’t breathe the same air as her. Because next time, I won’t be as forgiving—I’ll make sure you end up in the hospital,” I warn sharply before letting go of his collar.

Without a word or a glance at Kavya, he turns and scurries out, slamming the door behind him.

“Did you have to be so crude?” Kavya snaps, making me turn my attention to her.

“I am not going to apologise for making it clear to him, or any jerk for that matter, that you are off-limits.”

She shakes her head, folding her hands over her chest. “I could have handled it on my own. You didn’t have to show up like some knight in shining armour.”

“Get used to it, sweetheart. Whenever jerks like him come around, I’ll always be here to scare them away,” I state, taking a step toward her. She instinctively takes a step back until her back hits the desk, and I cage her in. “I may wait for marriage and show you some patience, but you’re mine, Kavya. Don’t you ever forget it, not even for a second.”

“Trust me, that’s not something I’ll be forgetting,” she shoots back, irritated. Then, she closes her eyes and takes a few calming breaths before whispering, “I’ve given myself to you heart and soul. I am carrying your child. I am yours, Reyansh, until my last breath.”

Damn, this woman unravels me completely. “You own me, sweetheart. Every part of me.”

She opens her eyes and meets my gaze, her fingers gently tracing my jaw. “I love you, only you. You are the only one I want, Reyansh,” she says softly.

Leaning my forehead against hers, my breathing is ragged with the intensity of emotions she evokes in me. Now, the overpowering need to see her wear my ring consumes me more deeply than ever before. With my head resting against hers, Igently pull out the ring from my pocket and slip it onto her ring finger.

“Reyansh,” she breathes, surprised. I pull back slightly as she brings her hands up to stare at the ring.

“I know this might feel rushed and pushy, especially after you asked for time,” I say softly, gazing into her beautiful brown eyes. “But I needed to see a ring on your finger.Myring, to remind myself of how blessed I am to have you.”

I gently place my hands on her belly. “I can’t tell you how it makes me feel knowing you’re carrying our child and wearing my ring,” I slowly guide my hands from her belly up, feeling her breath quicken and mine follow suit, but I push my desires aside, continuing up until I reach for her neck and lightly brush my fingers against her, feeling her pulse beneath my touch. “I can’t wait for the day to see you wear my mangalsutra.” I bring my mouth close to her ear. “Tell me that day will come soon,” I whisper. “Tell me you’ll add my name to yours and make me the luckiest man alive and not keep me hanging for months.”

“I won’t,” she murmurs, burying her face into my neck and wrapping her hands around me. “I won’t make you wait for long.”

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