4 | A pawn

Fri, 18 Apr 2025 12:57:59 +0000

The heavy gold of her bridal jewelry clinked softly against Aryaveer’s chest as he bent forward and—without a word—scooped Heer into his arms. She gasped, small and startled, but he didn’t look at her. His jaw was tight, the muscle twitching with a storm he hadn’t yet unleashed.