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She walked out of the house leaving him sulking behind although he went after her, but she sat in a taxi warning driver not to restrict or follow her due to which he angrily glared at poor uncle who failed to stop her "how could you let her go ?" his voice laced with frustration.

"Sorry sir, she eyes me just like you're doing now knowing what she means to you I didn't have the guts to stop her." poor uncle, admits making him sigh literally what cartoons has he appointed.

"Really?" unbelievable, he thought.

"I don't give a shit Ibrahim!" he told, kicking the tire of the car to release anger.

"Track her down, you hardly have an hour !" his eyes goes over his wrist watch, warning him, got inside the apartment and interrogated aunty.

"Do you know where she can possibly go ?" asks, pulls out his phone to alert his mens, around the city being a mafia it isn't a big deal for to look for a person "natasha her friend, she is the closest of all her classmates." she informs.

"Natasha, any idea where she stays ?" he asks, in hurry "I never asked her" she replies, making his head spin like how can they, act so irresponsible.

"Aunty, you're making me regret my decision!" it was infuriating and he was trying to stay calm.

"Sorry!" she apologised.

He orders his mens to look for natasha's address she must be there.

He took out a cigarette, remembering her hateful gaze that look drove him insane.

Those pretty eyes always expressed limitless love towards him.
Sadly, his decision massively transformed her, in to this new person who hates him to the core.

Within two hours, his people located her friend's place upon driving over there found it empty and locked scaring him to death.
Grabbing the collar of one of them harshly yelled "This is what you could do ?" gritting teeth, gives a hard punch due to which lands on the ground.

"You guys are losers!" yelling like a mad man left driving around unable to think right.

He tried calling her many times but it kept going into voicemail making him bang his hand several times over the steering wheel.

"What the hell !" he takes deep breaths.

Suddenly, his phone pinged with location, it's a  famous club that belongs to one of his friend.

One of his men's finally managed to track down through her friend's phone number, as hers was switched off.

"Are you sure ?" he couldn't, process it.

"Yes sir, I can see her here partying with friends hang on will share her pic." he confirms by a pic  of hers wearing a sexy dress.

It's barely, covering her sexy well toned legs her boots are doing half of the work rest are putting up a show to grab eyeballs.

"I mean, how dare she ?" cutting the call, drives in full speed to get her out of there.

Just few hours back, she was highly upset made herself sick and literally voiced it aloud with her actions that she's hurt because of him.

He came all the way to be there by her side and apologise for something he chose .. best for her he groans .. feeling like an idiot.

She's enjoying her life and putting up a show of herself to grab attention while he is going crazy here thinking about all the possibilities that can occur terrifying his soul.

He angrily, drives in speed covering his face by pulling on hoodie walks inside passing through crazy crowd of people that are dancing, wasting themselves in drinking alcohol.

He has his hands fisted in anguish upon getting sight of her freely dancing with her friends gosh his blood boiled. She's looking like a hottie, who is shaking her body to grab attention.

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She had left the house to be alone therefore told the taxi driver to drop her at Natasha's place. As soon as, she went saw her getting ready.

"Hey, what a pleasant surprise !" her friend says by pulling into a tight hug.

"Are you going somewhere ?" she asks, checking her outfit "clubbing .. acha huwa na .. tum agaye come on now let's go together." natasha insisted, she denies taking a leave.

"No yaar, not in a mood !" she denied.

"Are you mad or what please na yaar" shows her cute puppy eyes, due to which she agrees, taking it as a brilliant opportunity to hurt sidharth, cuz she is well aware of his move, he must be, on his way to hunt her down with all his men scattered around the city.

"Okay, fine I can never win over you !" shehnaaz always has to give into her demand if not always then most of the time when put on the spot.

She squeals in happiness and rushes her upstair into her wardrobe area chose the most sexiest of her outfits "uff, you're going to kill this look" she tries to choose a decent one but her friend asked her to let her help in dressing up.

"It's too bold !" shehnaaz nervously, tried to tug the dress down as wanting to hide her sexy legs.

"Shut up, it's perfect for the night." natasha told her by passing her huge ass boots.

She wears it all "mera cousin agaya hai chalain" natasha broke her trance who was busy pulling dress down thinking about the repercussion of wearing it and going for clubbing while he is in tension, looking for her around the city.

"This gives you a bad ass vibe !" her friend, is a super liberal woman, all her dresses r too bold.

She rolled eyes and followed her towards some cousins car who has come to meet her. She just switches off her phone and tries to mingle with her cousin who seems to be very friendly he's a funny guy with non-serious attitude.

She reminds herself that her reason of coming here to teach him a lesson. To show him that it takes seconds for people to change. He doesn't matter to her and now she has a life of her own she will give him the taste of his own medicine.

He pushed her away !

Now, he will have to bear the consequences, of his actions !

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She finally, spots him leading through crowd of people from the corner of her eyes, hence starts to dance with the guy, she tried to shove off few minutes back.

He was some random guy trying to please her !

She previously, showed no interest but getting a glimpse of him entering the club made her crazy she felt like doing exactly what will hurt him the most intensionally started dancing closer to him his hands wrapped around her waist.

She could feel his eyes burning with anguish her heart started racing with fear within ablink of an eye felt her worries, turning into reality.

He punched him harshly that a huge amount of blood oozed out of his mouth.

The music was loud, the people around were too oblivious not giving a damn about it.

She felt her jaw drop, he beats the shit of his arm that dared to touch her waist.

Natasha was too busy drinking with her cousin it didn't even came to her attention.

She immediately, stops him by clutching his arm his huge biceps bulging out in aggression.

"Sidharth" her voice, loud and shook.

His sharp, intense glare made her speechless !

She knows, one more word ..

She will be gone !!!

He intensely, glared at her as a warning due to which she quietly gave in as he tightly held her hand and dragged her out, through the crowd.

The damage is done as he ruthlessly pushes her inside the passenger seat.

"Wear your seatbelt !" he told, angrily clutching over the steering wheel, due to so much of force his knuckles would surely turn white.

She rigidly, stayed frozen busy studying his face which has turned hard and eyes are blazing fire.

"Wear your fucking seat belt shehnaaz !" after a very long time, he yells on her with all his heart that she flinches, snapping back to world.

She quietly, does that is when he drives fast like in full speed god knows breaking so many lights traffic rules but being a mafia of-course the rule doesn't apply on him.

"Slow down !"

"What's the fuck !" he was going to hit a car.

"Have you lost all your senses ?"

"Sidharth, calm the fuck down !"

"You're scaring the shit out of me !" drove like a maniac as if they're in a game.

He doesn't get affected all that played in his head was her dancing closer to a man.

"Are you planning to get us killed ?" she yelled, has he become deaf.

She allowed him to touch her when she knew she was his. He drove to a different location, stopped in front of another place.

"What's this place ?"

"Why have we come here ?"

"Drop me back home !" she says, not wanting to be alone with him.

He opens the door and pulls her out of the car a loud gasp escaped her mouth.
As his pull was so harsh, she almost stumbled.

He didn't care, instead dragged her in one of his other properties.
She didn't wish to be alone and face him as there won't be any room left to escape.

She will have to face his wrath !

At-least, over there aunty could have saved her !

He ruthlessly, throws her on bed after locking up the door behind.

She stands up to leave but he is not in a mood to be gentle on her not after what he saw back over there .. He needs answers .. She will have to give him by hook or crook.

"What the fuck are you wearing ?" his voice way too dangerous to handle .. as he has now pinned her against the wall.

She gulps down saliva as his hot breath fans her skin intimidating eyes scan her from top to toe !

Making her, feel extremely exposed !

"Can't you see ?" she manages to utter with alot of discomfort.

"Don't you dare give me that fucking attitude, I will take anything but this .. especially after that bullshit stunt you have played on me.
What were you thinking, huh ?" she tries getting out "what stunt ?" acts innocent, he pulls both of wrists together and locked it behind.

Due to which, her front hits his hard chest thats heaving with rage and frustration.

"Don't you dare play this game with me !" he has made it loud and clear his grip tightens .. further twists it more making her wince in pain.

"What game, huh ?" she painfully, spoke.

"I was living my life and partying hard with my friends, who told you to come and sabotage it ?" she snorts, his hand are gripping hers so tightly that he's afraid it will certainly leave mark.

But, tonight .. he's not gonna go easy on her !

"Partying hard ?" he snorts back.

Who's she kidding with ?

"Do you think I am a fool ?" he questions.

"You were dying with fever and crying your ass off for me .. I came here flying within few hours to take care of you. You saw me and walked out, clearly upset with everything that has happened as far as I know you ... you're not one of those to casually go party with friend, when you are sooo upset .. this isn't your style .. you purposely did .. to hurt me right ?" he caught her, red handed.

"Khudko itne importance daine ke zaroorat nahi hai." she wriggles, to get out of his hold.

"Acha, toh phir aaj se pehle party karne kyun ne gaye ?" he asks, enforcing more force, her hands will go numb by the time he releases her.

"Mera dil nahi kiya aur waise bhi who are you to ask me ?" she raises eyebrow.

"You want me to show you who I am ?" he asked his lips almost touching hers.

"Oh no, I know who you exactly are ..
My Master ..
My Possessor ..
Also, I didn't forget that who I am to you but to be very honest, I did for sometime but you gave me the reality check ..
I am ..
Your Sex Toy .. 
Your Obsession ..
Your Addiction ..
Your Satisfaction ..
Your Pleasure ..
Your Mis .. tress !"

He felt pathetic, all those disgusting vocabularies made him feel horrible gut wrenching.

He felt ashamed, to love her so much.

He loved her more than himself.

He chose her over his sanity and happiness.

He chose her safety and prioritised her dreams.

He for once tried to keep his selfish needs aside
although he got happiness for the first time.

How could have convinced her somehow rather than giving her freedom to chase her dreams.

Here, she's degrading herself and his pure love for her ?

Has she completely lost it ?

When she completed the last word "Mistress !"
He ruthlessly, pushed her on Bed.

She immediately, saw something in him broke. Those eyes, expressing immense pain and hurt are now replaced with dead emotions.

She can't see through Him.

"Why're we wasting our time in talking you are my mistress na then strip for me .. do what you are supposed to do .. provide me pleasure thats why I am here for satisfy my needs"he blabbers just like he had once done before.

"Thats, the reason you are dressed like this na ? Going around in the clubs, attracting unwanted male attention and swaying your ass around the fucking idiots ?" she gasps hearing him.

Her heart drops, he begins to unbutton the shirt without any emotion threw it down.

She shivered, as he stepped closer, causing poor breath to hitch, her cheek start burning with hot tears as his words felt like a slap on her.

He really, thinks so low of her ?

It means, she was thinking right !

He towers on her while she clutches the bedsheet as if her life depends on it.
She feels humiliated.

"Dur hatein !" she says, looking away.

"Kyun ?" he asks, innocently.

"Tum toh jaante ho tumhari hesiyat kya hai meri nazraun mein toh phir kaise sharam kaise jhejak please me na thats what our relation has been no bakwaas sirf sex haina ?" he strokes her face with the back of his fingers.

"I believe, woh harami .. meri bandi ko haath toh kya dekhne ke bhi awqaat nahi rakhta tha." tears roll down, as he starts trailing wet kisses.

"Uske choone se toh bura nahi lag raha tha mere choone se ansoo kyun ghir rahe hain shehnaaz ?" sidharth mumbles, nibbling her neck & sensually stroking her back.

"Was his touch satisfying?" she felt sudden anger spiked into her blood.

She loses every ounce of control, feeling insulted and immensely outraged, slapped him.

How dare He ?

"Do you think I am whore or what, matlab mere soch ek dum sahi thi tum insaan nahi janwar ho pata mera kasoor kya hai, ke maine tumse pyaar kiya jise izzat nahi karne aaate pyaar kya khaaak karega ?" she replies, pushing him away.

"Pyaar ?" he mocks, then laughs.

"Agar tumne mujhse waqaye pyaar kiya hota na toh is tarah khudko neeche na gheerate.
Ye jaante huwe bhi ke mujh jaise insaan ne jisne aaj tak apna dil khol kar kisi ke saamne ne rakha usne apne sabse bade kamzori, aur darr tumhare saamne bina kisi parde ke paish kiya.
Tumne mujhse woh haq maanga, joh shayed mai kabhi kisi ko na daita. Tumne mere dil ke chaaro aur joh deevarein thi na unko gheera kar apne ek special jagah banaye jiske chalte, maine apna sab kuch gawah diya yahan tak ke apna dil bhi tumhe kya lagta hai, agar tum ab bhi mere liye woh ladki hoti jise main khareed kar laya tha, apne mistress banane ke liye, toh kya main tumhe khud par itne rights daita joh tumhe diye ?
I allowed you to see through me !

I gave you the permit to my room .... my personal space where nobody was allowed to invade !

Cuz of my nightmares !
I didn't want anybody to see me break or struggle to sleep every night.

I allowed you to watch me fall weak.

I gave you the right to hold me, during the lowest moments of my life.

Agar main tumhe woh opportunity he na daita ye sab kaise hota ?

Tumhe toh .. woh pata hai joh kisi ko nahi pata !

Mistress ke saath insaan sirf sota hai ..
Dil ka rishta nahi banata !

Apne guzre huwe kal ko kuraid kar nahi rakhta ! Agar mujhe sirf sona he hota na tumhare saath I wouldn't make efforts to please you.

Main bilkul bhi effort nahi daalta cuz eventually sex he toh karna hai, kyun ?" he chuckled, she is silently crying and regretting her words.

"Ek mistress, ko khone pe insaan pagla ne jaata lekin jis raat tumhe meri wajah se goli lage thi .. us raat se lekar aaj tak .. main roz darta hoon ke kisi na kisi tarah maine tumhe protect karna hai cuz I loved you damn it." he admitted, naaz goes numb as he confesses everything in detail.

"The fear of losing you to death even when I had all the money in my hands made me feel way too powerless. Since then.. every day has been tough deep down I felt, guilty too ... of not being able to protect you. I became scared, now tell me do you feel like this for your mistress ?" he asks, she has her makeup all ruined by her constant crying.

She denies, unable to comprehend .. what all has been troubling and chasing him since then but it didn't even once reflect it on his face.

"I am sorry !" she has badly hurt him.

"Sorry for what ?" she tries to come close but he immediately, stands up yanking her away.

"For ruining our beautiful relationship?" he has never felt this enraged and disgusted.

"For calling us with these filthy names ?" yells it looks like she has crossed all the limits this time.

"So what wrong did I do for showing you actual meaning of these bullshit words ?" gritted teeth, she panics and rushes to excuse.

"I had reasons !" she utters, grabbing his arm.

"Senseless, damn sure !" he says, she lowers her down with shame.

"You treated me like shit .. as if I meant nothing to you, that our relation held no value to you jab maine apne khwaab pura karne ke baat ke tabhe tumne mujhe cold shoulder dia ye keh kar that it ain't possible .. uske baad .. seedhe baat he karni bandh karde ?

You shoved me away, aise distant attitude rakha jaise maine kuch bohut galat kardia ho daily uth kar wait karte thi ke aaj akar baat karoge lekin u never did silent treatment de de kar mujhe khud feel karwaya jaise main kuch mean he ne karte !
Main gussa thi aur tumhare taraf se cheesaun ko hote huwe dekhna chahte thi, but tum ne seedha tickets pakar wadein.

Baat tak karna gawara nahi samjha ?

Main kya chahte hoon ..

Mujhe kya chahiye ..

Nothing mattered to You ..

You made me feel like a door mat in your life !

Hum ladte ..

Hamesha ke tarah jhagadte ..

Lekin, tumne woh right tak cheen lia !
You created a wall between us ..

That, I only wished for you to break.
Why didn't you sidharth ?" she disappointedly, asks voicing out her feelings too.

"I was afraid to open up and I knew that I won't be able to give you the life you deserve in India !
If I would have spoken to you then I would have selfishly manage to convince you, which I didn't wish to so I chose this way, thinking it would be easier for you to leave me and build alife of your own here away from danger." he told, truthfully making her heart drop with remorse.

Is he for real ?

"Mujhe see off tak nahi karne aye ?" she asks in hurtful tone by stroking his palm gently.

"Himmat he nahi huwe !" his eyes teared up.

"Hain ?" she felt like killing her for putting him throughout this and herself too.

"Mard ko bhi dard hota hai" he confessed, then sharply eyed her "tum kaunsa mil kar gaye ?" it sounded like a taunt.

"I was angry !" she sadly, smiled.

"Toh phir raho !" he added, pushing her hands off himself while she again goes to hold him.

"Ab nahi hoon !" she scoffed.

"Kya fadak padta hai ?" he acts, pissed off

"Waise bhi main toh bohut bada chutiya hoon ! According to you, I treat you like a sex toy na ?" he pulls out a cigarette to smoke while strolling towards the window.

"Main gussa thi na aur tumne waisa feel karaya not my fault upar se mere kapde dekh kar kitna judge kia phir vo gandi cheap baatein" actually, her anger was making her do uncertain things.

"I never made you feel like a mistress shut your bloody mouth or else I will make it.
And, you know I can do it !
Haan, toh dekho apne kapde upar se neeche tak sexy lag rahe ho koi kyun nahi dekhega ?
Maine woh gande baat, tumhare ghatiya harkat ko dekh kar bola .. kaise kisi bhi harami ko apne paas ane de sakte ho ?
Itna asaan hota hai aage bar jaana ?" he turns to seriously look at her with accusation.

"You really think this low of me, huh ?" she asks, getting offended and hurt again.

"No, I didn't.. mujhe tha .. meri bande kahin par bhi reh le chahe jitne bhi ladaye hojaye meri hee bann kar rahegi." he replies, cupping her face.

"Ab yakeen nahi hai ?" she asks, like a child.

"Hai, isliye yahan mere saath khare ho chahe jo bhi reasons ho, us harami ko haath kaise lagane dia meri jaan ?" he who was cupping her face, is now having her hair pulled back.

"I was hurt and trying to make you feel jealous. Mujhe nahi pata tha ke is process mein hum us gandgi ke level par chale jayenge.
I won't lie, maine tumhe provoke kia to do what you did and I am extremely sorry for that fazool mistress wale baatein." she apologises, she got a bit more mad at him than she should be.

"Uska toh badla toh main lekar he rahunga meri jaan." he smirks, will make sure she never says it again .. she will be .. punished.

"For once, you made me regret loving you ?" he's very sensitive and respectful about their relation. He didn't like the way she treated him.

"Tumne bhi toh kiya tha na .." she says, giving a little playful smile "Tit for Tat !" chuckles, kisses his chest before hugging him.

"I am warning you is hurt game ke chakar mein you better be in your limits and dare you say all that bullshit again.
Is tarah, khudko aur mere pyaar ko zalil mat kia karo shehnaaz do anything but not this main aaj bohut zayada hurt huwa hoon" she looks up, her chin still resting on his chest.

Her gaze, filled with mixed emotions "main bhi toh hurt huwe thi na jab tumne khud hum dono ke liye cheesain decide kare phir 6 months tak .. koi text na call ke .. jaise hamare beech kuch tha he nahi .. can you give me .. my 6 months back ?"

He sighs, then wipes the tear trickling down her beautiful eyes "I am really sorry meri jaan, lekin maine tere khushi ke liye kiya joh bhi kia agar ik call ya text karta na tum yahan re he ne paate" it made sense yet she hates accepting it.

"Yeh mera outburt tha promise aisa kabhi nahin hoga lekin tumhe bhi waada karna hoga you will not decide for us alone, is rishte mein hum dono hain toh faisla sirf tumhara kyun ?" he agreed.

"Okay, I promise not to decide for us alone !" he pecks her forehead with utmost adoration.

"I have something for you .." breaking hug, took out a blue jewellery box from his overcoat. After pulling it out went down on his knees.

Making her startle, her jaw drops she covers her mouth as he opens the box and lovingly stares at her for permission.

"I love you naaz, maine pehle kabhi nahin kaha .. kyunke zaroorat he nahi pade mujhe laga kehne se khain zayada jatane mein khoobsurat lagta hai lekin mai galat tha agar confess kia hota toh tum itne saare galat fehmiyan na paalte.
I love you meri jaan hamesha se since I had seen you in that club us parde mein bhi .. in aankhaun ne apna jaadu mujh par chala dia tha.
With this confession, I want you to wear this ring as a promise to me that no matter what you will .. always be mine till death do us apart." she pouts, cutely shedding tears with every word uttered by his mouth, getting on his level, she nods he slips the promise ring into her marriage finger.

"I love you meri jaan !" he kisses her hands, she cups his face to plant a warm passionate kiss.

He deepens .. kiss by urgently tasting every inch of her mouth as if craved it for years "I love you .. more .. than you can imagine" she moans, saying it in between their seductive kiss.

He tugged her lower lip between her teeth damn sexy and alluring. He could taste her blood, poor shehnaaz winced in pain. She runs her fingers on his upper bare chest, while he trails kisses on her neck then collarbone.

His eyes turn dark, watching her cleavage lining visible driving him insane.
He couldn't tolerate the thought of others getting a look of her heart shaped birthmark.

He groans, tearing off damn cloth, that is hardly covering her body.
She gasps, noticing his possessive ass wanting to punish her for putting up a show !

"Sidharth !" as he puts her on bed and takes that freaking dress to tie both hands above head.

"What're you doing ?" she laughs, nervously.

"Enough of talkings !" he smirks.

"Time to make you pay for throwing your bad ass attitude and for wearing this shit." he quickly, got himself naked and pulled out set of condoms.

She gulps, watching him tower on her as he gets on top of her, his shaft rubs against her stomach.

She loses patience, as he starts kissing her wildly their tongues create magic. She moans and groan in desperation to touch him, as he touches her all over nibbling and sucking her breasts.

She's a moaning mess, it's like her entire body is trembling with want. She tries to untie get rid of the damn cloth holding her hands together.
He scolds her to behave !

"Sidharth please ..." she begs to touch him.

He enjoys watching her tease and play with her tits, he swirls down his tongue, she moans with her legs curling up and down.

He gets rid of her panty, inserts his finger with out warning due to which she screams loudly it felt as if somebody is putting her body on fire.

He insert his fingers, one after the other, starts rubbing against her clit, its already wet for him. He aggressively, added fingers punishing her "I want you to say sorry .. say ur sorry .. with each and every push .. I want to heart it."

"Fuck, you're so wet !" her cheeks tinted.

"I .. AM .. SORRY" she repeats, yelling moaning in desperation.

She raises her body high doesn't realise when he wears condom and replaces his huge fingers with his long membrane.

She yells loudly feeling sharp pain in stomach. It consumed her completely.
She pleads him, wants to touch him.

He doesn't hear, hugging her starts riding to the heaven while she groans biting his neck.
She bites him frustratingly, unable to touch him.

He rides her twice, she was going to cum for the third time when he rolled her down.
Entering from behind, hand inserted from front penetrating from both the sides.. literally killing her fucking walls.

She felt her mind spin it was too much for her to take ... he pushes back and forth .. cries loudly as she cums followed by him.

He makes her face him, trembles and breaths in as heavily as possible .. feeling exhausted.

He finally, unties her hands which are now fully imprinted by his finger marks.

He kisses her deeply "are you ok ?" asked out of concern "hmm .." hides into his neck.

"Was I too hard on you ?" he asks, stroking back.

"It was maddening !" she laughs.

"Sorry for this .." her body marks.

"Don't be when you love claiming my body as urs every-time we make love ♥️" she confessed, both of them lovingly stared at each other.

He covers their bodies with warm quilt "sidharth yahin rahoge na mere paas ?" she hopefully, asks who had her wrapped in his protective arms.

"India mera work base hai naaz wahan toh jaana he hai but I will keep visiting you" he said. Tears start to form in the back of her eyes.

"Main bhi chalte hoon saath, yahan nahin rehna bohut akela feel hota hai mujhe .." voice cracks.

"Chance he nahi hai .." he jokes.

"Wahan yeh freedom chah kar bhi nahi de sakta tumhe one of the major reasons, I chose this for you kuch paane ke liye kuch khona bhi toh parta haina." he explains her, she denies.

"Mujhe nahi chahiye freedom !" she argued.

"But, I want this for you !" he stated.

"Phir wahi kar rahe hona ?" she points out.

"Kya kar raha hoon meri jaan?" he pecked ring finger several times.

"Hum dono ke liye decide .." she highlights.

"Tum mere liye apna aap bhool kar wahan reh sakte ho toh mai tumhare liye itna ne karsakta ?" he says, she pouts.

"Daily video calls aur text karoge ?" she asked.

"Hmm .." he promised.

"Jhagra karunge toh sabse pehle manane aoge ?" she lifts her head to look into him.

"Yeh kya baat huwe ?" he curves lips.

"Ahaan, bolo na ?" she insisted.

"Theek hai, meri maaa !" he huffed.

"Every week milne aoge ?" she questions.

"Hmm .. ab sone ka kya loge ?" he's super tired.

"Chumma !" she laughs, irritating him.

He kisses the life out of her !!!!

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