Ahaana's POV:

Remembering whatever happened last night, I tried to wriggle out of his hold but his grip on my waist tightened and he was holding my dupatta more tightly like I'd disappear in a second. I again tried to escape his embrace but it's freaking hard and he is nudging his face closely to my neck.

"Escaping from a man's hold who loves you a lot is not possible, buttercup" David while wrapping his arm around Ananya and I could see the blush on her face.

Oh my ...