Simran Nagpal

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she wasn’t even aware of the word leaving her as blackness swept over her vision. He stopped immediately, his eyes coming to her. He took in her face, and whatever he saw there must have affected him because his gaze softened. He pressed a soft kiss to the side of her knee before putting her leg down.   Dante took off her flat, his fingers stroking over the arch of her feet, going to the underside, tracing the scars she had there, before slipping the shoe on her and placing her foot back on the ground. Sense of balance shaken, for more than one reason, Amara held his shoulders for support as ...more
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