"Who the hell are you and what are you doing at my doorstep?" "Well, why don't you find that yourself?" a sly smirk dancing on his lips. "Before I could do something, go AWAY" I warned. "I would love to see you doing something" his husky voice made me gulp as he stepped closer. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "You are crossing your limits" I warned pointing my finger at him. "Limits are set by Dominant dearest Anastasia, the role of submissive is only to abide" his whisper is enough to send tremors down my spine. All I could feel is knots forming in my stomach as he sneakily slipped his fingers in the gaps of mine and entwined our hands. "Don't try biting your lips darling, some things are meant to be left for others to do" his fingers rubbed the back of my palm and all I know is his eyes casting the magic I can't help but fall. The journey of two broken souls, fighting their own battles standing strong against the testing tides of life as been conspired together by RAIN to find their missing pieces in one another. Blessed with infinite craziness and weirdest reasons the ride of Armaan(Desire) and Tripthi(contentment)is all about balancing their vulnerabilities, heartaches, stubbornness to walk together From Dimples to Wrinkles...