Chapter 4 Volume 3

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                                                      💔 Kamini's Destress...🔀


“You should’ve told me.”
Her voice wasn’t angry — not exactly.
It was laced with caution, curiosity, and an undertone of something Ruhaan couldn’t yet place.

They were alone again — this time in the conference room after hours, moonlight spilling in from the wide glass walls behind her. She wasn’t wearing red tonight, but power — in a navy silk blouse and the same fragrance that still haunted his shirt from last night.

She didn’t look at him.
Instead, she walked slowly around the table, trailing a finger across the edge.
“I gave myself to you…” she continued, softer now.
“Not because I thought you were my equal, but because I believed… you were mine. Entirely.”

Ruhaan opened his mouth, but she raised a hand.
“Let me finish.”

She turned then — finally.
Her eyes searched his face for truth she already knew.

“You’re not just an intern. You’re a stakeholder. You watched me... us... without telling the team. You made love to me knowing exactly who you are, and who I am. And now I have to ask myself—”
Her voice dropped to a whisper,
“—was it seduction... or was it strategy?”

Silence.

Then she walked closer, until they were face to face.
She placed both her palms on his chest — not pushing him away, not pulling him closer. Just resting there, like the pause between a question and its answer.

💌 Thank you for reading this chapter of Kamini Diaries – Volume 3.
More passion, more secrets, and deeper seduction await... 🌙

📚 Kamini Recommends:
Chapter 1: Ek Raaz Ki Baat Bataon...💌
Chapter 2: Chaand Ki Chuppi, Tan Ki Pyaas 🌒
Chapter 10: Kamini’s Secret Room 🔥

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An emotionally charged corporate boardroom at twilight. A confident, elegant woman in a deep red pantsuit walks slowly around the polished table, trailing her fingers across its edge. Her expression is intense, layered with restraint and power. In front of her, a man in a navy suit stands still, his head slightly bowed, eyes averted — listening deeply. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken tension, city lights glowing outside large glass windows, casting blue and amber tones across the room. A slow-burn seduction of intellect, hierarchy, and withheld emotions.

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