Our life together in Gurgaon had settled into a wonderful routine filled with love, work, and nonstop passion. However, new challenges emerged as our families became more involved. My parents wanted us to visit them in Noida for a family dinner, while Priya’s brother suggested a joint get-together. The pressure of making our relationship official in front of everyone added stress, but it also brought us closer.

One evening, after a long discussion about the upcoming family dinner, Priya needed reassurance in the most physical way. “Fuck me like you mean it,” she said, pulling me into the bedroom. “Make me forget the nerves.”