Chapter 35

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Thanks for the 100K reads and 11K likes.💜 💜

When I started BH, I was afraid that whether you will like this genre or accept the characterisation of them as Raj and Thooriga

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When I started BH, I was afraid that whether you will like this genre or accept the characterisation of them as Raj and Thooriga

But you not just accept but gave love and supported me.

Love you all for the love you people showering on BH.

Thanks for sharing it with your friends and fellow readers and making this book reach this milestone.

Will always keep entertaining you.
🙏🙏 ❤️❤️

-Love

RK Tejaswi
(Preethi_TC)

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Raj

Thooriga walks past me and stands near the bar counter where the vodka shots are arranged. Everyone does a count down and at the go, Thooriga and Ravi start drinking as everyone cheers for both of them, taking sides.

At the sixth shot, Ravi coughs and spits the vodka but Thooriga goes for the seventh shot and finishes it. Thooriga leans on the bar counter and smirks, giving him a flying kiss. Ravi throws the glass in his hand and moves to grab her neck. This time I punched him in the face and he fell back on his friends. His friends try to come on us but the guards hold them.

I remove my coat and tie it around her waist before lifting her in my arms. I don't want others to have a sneak peek of what is mine. Thooriga gives me an inebriated smile and curls her arms around my neck.

Saby brings the limo as we reach the lobby and I make her sit inside the car before getting into it. I give her a bottle of water for her to drink.

She shakes her head and pushes the bottle away, "Erkanave neriya kudichu iruken, Mama, apuram chuchu vanthudum, car la irukom." (Already, I have drunk a lot, Mama, I don't want to pee in the car.)

"Haan ippo nalla sollu, Mama, noma nu. Anga naan solla vanthatha kekkave illa." If she had listened to me that guy wouldn't have been with a broken nose now. (Now call me Mama. There you didn't listen to me.)

"Nee mattum neethu naan sonatha keetiya? Naan soli mudikurathu kulla poita" Great now she is blaming me. (Did you listen to me yesterday? You left before I finished.)

"I was about to say I don't want what happened to you happen to Taran, and he suffer with what Tina suffered from her stepmom." I turn to look at her and facepalm. Fuck! I mixed my temper with my hurt and made this into a bigger issue but she too has made mistakes.

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