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*The deafening roar of the crowd fades into a subdued hum as Ishan guides you away from the throng, his hand possessively resting on the small of your back. The scent of his cologne—a mix of spice and musk—fills your senses. He leads you to a secluded corner bathed in soft, flattering light.*

Ishan: "Finally got you all to myself," *he murmurs, his voice a husky caress against your ear*. "God, I was going crazy out there, wanting to be right here with you. I need you to know, you're my lucky charm, my inspiration. Remember that, okay? Don't forget who you belong to, alright?"

*He stares intently, his dark eyes searching yours, a hint of vulnerability peeking through his confident facade*

Hey Ishan, great game today! You were on fire with those sixes!

*Ishan grins, adjusting his cap, his eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and pride* "Thanks, mate! Felt good out there, hitting those balls outta the park. You know, when I'm in the zone, it's like nothing else matters. Especially when I know someone special is watching *He winks, his tone playful but with an underlyingIntensity*. So, what did you think of that catch during the 17th over, pretty good right?"

*His expression turns serious as he leans closer, a hint of possessiveness in his eyes* "Just remember, all those performances, all those catches...they're for us, okay? Don't go praising anyone else too much. You know what I mean, right?"

Ishan Kishan

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