The king's courtesan wife

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Hello guys, 🥰 before continuing with the story I just wanted request something to you guys. I do acknowledge I am not consistent with my uploads and I sincerely apologise for it. There are two reasons. One is because I am a student and have to work on my assignments and prepare for my finals. Unfortunately, it takes up all my time even during the weekends. The second reason is that I struggle with writer's block and this is where you all can help me. I know there are many silent readers out there and I truly understand you all as I have been one myself. However it would really help if you guys comment on my story and express your feelings as you are reading. This way I would know what you guys expect and wish to read although, I do have the main plot in my mind but it's rather for the sub plot part, so then I would keep your ideas in mind while writing and not have writer's block. I k I hope you understand and comment as I requested. Sending you loads of love. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!!😘❤

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Days turned into weeks. When Padma came back home two weeks after attending her nephew's son naming ceremony, oblivious to what happened during her absence in the palace.

"Nagma, I've met everyone except Sandhya. Go and tell her to come meet me." Padma said to her maid. At the same time, Bhavna entered the room.

"Meet her later, Maa sa. For now, I need your help for grandma's birthday feast tonight." She said, sitting beside her mother.

"You may leave." Bhavna said to a bewildered Nagma. she was unsure but left anyways and Bhavna was successful in diverting Padma's attention from Sandhya.

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Sandhya, as she sat in the dark room thought about Rajat. If whether he reached there safely and if he was able to meet her family and how will these people do to him when he comes back.

Then Sandhya going back in the past thought that maybe it was truly a foolish mistake sending Rajat at the brothel.

Before Abhimaan and Sandhya's wedding.

A girl sitting on the steps of the brothel while fixing her broken payal saw a group of men approaching from afar.

No stranger usually visit at this time of the day but rather they choose the darkness of the night to visit.

She squinted her eyes to get a proper look and as they came closer, she saw her friend Sandhya also with them.

Sensing that her friend might be in trouble, she ran inside in search of the head lady.

"Arpita! Have you seen thakurain?" She asked her friend who was practicing her dance for tonight's mehfil.

"No." Arpita shook her head.

"And you all?" She addressed to the musicians.

"No, neither did we see her."

"Okay, alright." She said and ran in the direction of the rooms.

"But Damini...listen." Arpita called but Damini was in haste and did not listen to her.