Chapter 21 The Storm Within

Morning light filtered softly and golden through the rain-streaked windows of the safe-house bedroom, painting Isha’s naked skin in warm honey tones. The air was thick with the scent of last night’s sex — salty sweat, her sweet arousal, and the faint sandalwood lingering on their bodies. Isha stirred first, her full, heavy breasts pressed warmly against Zayn’s chest, dark nipples still faintly swollen and sensitive from the hours he had spent worshipping them. She felt the steady thump of his heartbeat and smiled, nuzzling closer so the soft weight of her tits dragged deliberately across his skin.Zayn’s arm tightened around her waist. “Don’t move,” he murmured, voice gravel-rough with sleep and fresh hunger. “Not yet.”She didn’t. Instead, she arched her back, offering her breasts to him like a gift. Zayn groaned low, one hand sliding up to cup the heavy, perfect globe of her left breast. His thumb brus

Chapter 22 The Mind's Eye

The lake at night looked exactly like Isha’s nightmare.Vivi stood on the muddy bank where the stakeout had happened, the same stretch of black water that had swallowed a man and his blood. The air was thick, humid, and alive with the low croak of frogs and the distant hum of Delhi traffic. A thin mist rose off the surface, glowing silver under the half-moon. The water smelled of wet earth, rotting reeds, and something metallic that made the back of her throat tighten.She had arrived forty minutes early. Her black tank top clung to her skin, already damp with nervous sweat. The thin cotton did nothing to hide the hard points of her nipples or the way her smaller, firmer breasts rose and fell with every shallow breath. Her shorts were loose, but the crotch was already soaked — not from the mist, but from the slow, restless heat that had been building since she sent that encrypted message.“I have proof. Meet me at the lake tomorrow night. Bring

Chapter 23 The Observing Guardian

The old lake house sat on stilts above the black water, its wooden beams groaning under the weight of years and secrets. Mist curled off the lake like breath from something alive, and the air inside smelled of damp cedar, old incense, and the faint metallic tang that always seemed to follow the crown’s shadow. Zayn and Isha arrived first. The moment the door clicked shut behind them, the tension that had simmered since Myra’s call snapped into something electric.Isha pressed Zayn against the wall before he could speak. Her hands fisted his shirt as she kissed him hard, desperate, her full breasts crushing against his chest. “She’s coming,” she whispered against his mouth. “And I don’t want to face her without feeling you first.”Zayn groaned, hands sliding under her thin top to cup the heavy, soft weight of her breasts. He squeezed, thumbs brushing the stiff nipples. “These tits… still so fucking perfect even when everything’s falling apart.” He yanked the top up, bar

All Chapters of Unravelling The Eve Within: Chapter 21 - Chapter 23

Chapter 21 The Storm Within

Chapter 22 The Mind's Eye

Chapter 23 The Observing Guardian