Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, painting golden stripes across the bedroom floor. Arjun stirred, the warmth of Aditi nestled against him a comforting reminder of the events of the previous night. He glanced down at her, a soft smile gracing his lips. Her face was peaceful, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as she slept.
Watching her, a wave of possessiveness washed over him – a possessiveness that surprised him. He'd never considered himself the possessive type, yet there she was, his Aditi, and the thought of anyone else touching her sent a jolt of jealousy through him. He quickly dismissed the feeling, attributing it to the intensity of the previous night.
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