He Just Wanna Kiss

She glanced at him, noticing how casually he lit a cigarette and leaned back. The relaxed posture, the haze of smoke curling around his jawline, lent him a raw allure she hadn’t expected.

Arnav in a tailored suit had been imposing, untouchable. But here, in a stadium with a cigarette and a wine bot...

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