Page 55 of Twisted Alliance

With a smile, she pushed open the door to her childhood bedroom, only to freeze.

Shivay Thakvar was in her room. He was standing by the bed and looking outside the windows while talking to someone on his phone.

Her stomach fluttered nervously when he turned to look at her.

Unlike the massive bedroom suite in the Thakvar mansion, her childhood bedroom was relatively smaller, with a sitting area in the same room. The bed was also smaller.

There were other bedrooms in the Gujjar mansion that guests used, but since her trip was planned at the last moment, she couldn’t have any of those readied for their stay.

She would have to spend the night with her devil husband in the close quarters of her room.

With her cheeks heating, she stepped inside.

“I’ll talk to you later,” he told the person on the phone before ending the call.

He watched her as she approached the small table in the seating area where fruits and delicacies were laid out.

Her mouth dried up with nervousness, so she poured theBaelsharbat, the spiced juice made from wood apples popular in Gujjar province, into a copper tumbler. She looked at Shivay Thakvar.

“Would you like some juice?” she asked, deciding to offer some out of politeness.

His dark eyes flashed before his mouth twisted. “Is it a traditional drink here?” he asked.

Her heart thudded seeing him approach her. “Yes.”

“Is it a drink that only men should have as a tradition?”

She frowned, feeling confused. “No, anyone can have it.”

“I see. So, I don’t have to worry about drinking it and waking up buried under the sand in the middle of the desert?”

A bolt of realization hit her then. He thought the drink was drugged.

When he continued watching her with his mouth twisted in dark amusement, she picked up the glass and drank the juice before banging the tumbler back on the table.

“It’s not drugged!” she said angrily.

Part of her knew she had no right to be angry since she had betrayed him on their wedding night by drugging his drink and being a part of the planned attack. And she also intended to expose the truth about him soon. But somehow, she was angry by his accusation.

Remember, you have to gain his trust. You are supposed to seduce him. Only then can you get Ma the treatment she needs.

Sucking in a deep breath, she hid her anger. And then, she poured the juice into the same tumbler and went to him.

“I-I know you don’t trust me because of what happened in the past,” she said. “But you have to trust me now. I am your wife.” She took a few sips of the juice and offered it to him.

He watched her for a long moment before he walked away and went towards the door.

Disappointment filled her when she thought he was leaving the room, but her heart jerked when she saw that he bolted the bedroom door shut.

Oh God.

He then went around the bedroom, checking the window openings, the small area of the attached closet room, and finally, under the bed.

“I don’t want any surprises tonight,” he said.

Her heart thudded when he took the juice from her hands and drank it. He then put the empty tumbler on the table next to him.

She gasped when his fingers caught the back of her neck, and his mouth captured her lips in a hard kiss. Heat exploded, and her mind swam as his tongue thrust inside her mouth. She tasted the juice he just drank and the dark, unique, and addicting taste she now recognized each time he kissed her.

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