Chapter 8

Wed, 18 Feb 2026 14:17:40 +0000

The first rays of dawn crept into the bridal chamber, spilling through the carved jali windows and painting faint patterns across the tangled sheets. Meher stirred, the soreness in her body flaring the instant she moved. Every inch of her reminded her of last night — the weight of his body, the raw stretch of him inside her, the way he had fed her with his own hands, marking her as his.