Page 79 of Twisted Alliance

“I will not endanger Papa. I like him. He is kind and generous and not a devil like you!” Her voice was louder than usual, and her chest heaved with anger.

Shivay was silent. She thought he would issue more threats, but without saying anything, he left, most likely to go to his brother.

As soon as the door shut, tears pricked her eyes, but she fought them back.

I hate him.

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That night, she woke up again to warm lips touching her throat while calloused palms glided over her body. Her eyes opened and met with his dark gaze.

She was still angry with him.

He watched her face closely. “Stop me if you don’t want this,” he said.

She felt his desire through his hard arousal, but she knew he would stop if she said the word. She discovered her devil husband was too proud to ever force a woman, especially his wife. Even though she was angry with him, her body responded and trembled, anticipating his touch and raw passion.

“I hate you,” she whispered but didn’t tell him to stop. She dug her fingers into his broad shoulders and pulled him closer.

His eyes flared at her words before his mouth met hers again. His tongue slid deep inside, capturing hers and melting her body from within. Soon, he had her gasping his name while he took her with a combination of anger and raw passion she couldn’t deny.

CHAPTER 24

“Do you want anything else, madam?”

Ishani smiled at the maid. “No, I don’t need anything more. It’s only a day trip.”

Ishani had just finished packing a small bag. The bag didn’t contain any clothes. It only had things she had purchased as gifts.

“Please have this bag placed in the vehicle. I will be outside in a few minutes.”

“Sure, madam.”

As soon as the maid left, Ishani finished getting ready. She was looking forward to the trip.

She was going to visit her father’s mentor, Kailash Kayastha, who had been the Gujjar family’s head priest before he moved his family to the city. Even after her father died, she and her mother would visit the old family priest once a year on her father’s birthday.

And when her mother had fallen ill, Ishani continued to make those visits by herself. Her brother had tried to stop her many times, but it was one thing she did not compromise on.

Kailash Kayastha was over eighty years old and no longer visited the Singoor lands. The lands also reminded him of his son who was killed in the violence that had ensued when the Goddess Shakti’s statue was stolen.

Ishani’s heart ached at the senseless loss of life due to violence. She hoped that the new peace treaties between the clans would restore peace.

With a sigh, she pulled down her veil and stepped out of the suite. She had asked Mr. Bahadur to make arrangements for her to go to the city. She had also mentioned her visit to Shivay Thakvar the previous night. She wasn’t sure if he had heard because it was when she lay exhausted in his arms after their lovemaking.

She wondered if she should mention it again to him. Biting her lip, she hurried upstairs to his office. The cleaning staff was outside the office, and the doors were shut.

She knew he might be traveling to meet with the other clans. Hoping he would not get angry or suspicious of her trip, she headed downstairs.

She wished her father-in-law was there to be informed. But Mihir Thakvar had gone on a two-month trip to San Francisco along with his son, Rishab.

With another sigh, she hurried to the vehicle that must have been readied for her trip.

An SUV was parked right at the entrance below the mansion steps. Thanking Mr. Bahadur with a smile, she opened the vehicle’s back door.

“Come sit in the front,” a deep voice commanded.

Her heart jerked with shock when she saw Shivay in the driver’s seat.

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