Prologue The golden lights of the Jaipur fort shimmered across the lawn as I stood laughing with my friends. Suddenly she appeared right in front of me, Anika, the LA-returned bombshell in a deep-neckline top that barely contained her heavy, swaying breasts. My eyes dropped shamelessly to that deep, inviting cleavage, then slid lower to her bare, toned navel glistening under the fairy lights. I just stared, frozen. She waved her hand in front of my face with a wicked smile. “Hey… kahan kho gaye?” (Hey… where did you get lost?) I blinked, trying to act normal, but my gaze kept slipping back to her curves. “Mere saath chaloge na?” (Won’t you come with me?) she asked, voice low and teasing. “Kahan?” (Where?) I managed, voice already rough. “Mere room mein,” (To my room) she said straight, no hesitation, eyes locked on mine like she already knew what I wanted. My dick twitched hard in my jeans. Fuck, she’s so forward. I smiled under my breath, heart pounding. “Chal,” (Let’s go) I said, voice thick. She turned and walked ahead. I followed, eyes glued to the way her round ass bounced perfectly in the fitted jeans, hips swaying like an invitation. Every step made my blood roar louder. *************** Anika, a sultry sexy LA-returned beauty with killer curves, arrived in Jaipur for her best friend’s royal wedding and locked eyes with Yuvaan, the rugged, flirty groom's brother dripping with macho charm. What began as bold flirting and stolen touches exploded into a wild, filthy sex marathon with roughness, kinkiness and relentless, across havelis, rooms, and secret corners. They devour each other with zero regrets, pushing every boundary under the stars. But when passion burns this hot, can they really keep it only physical?