𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧: 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 (𝟏𝟖+) ✅

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Akshat

Tragedy? Fate? I mean what the actual fuck is that? But apparently it works and it has worked for me and not for good might I add. My Princess is my Bhabhi's best friend, when I first got to know about her, I had my men following her everywhere for her protection of course.

I didn't mean to be a creep I just wanted to know her, or know everything about her. It's not stalking if we know each other right? Probably.

Aisha bhabhi was the biggest difference in all of our lives practically Kabir Bhai, he became much more calm, I won't say friendly but at least understandable, in short he doesn't want to kill every other person he sees outside his family nowadays.

When I heard about their friendship, I was shocked that it would be an understatement because what the hell? How come out of all the 25000 students in that Sorry University, Aisha Bhabhi went on to make My princess her best friend, now she has been added to our lives and I hate it. I hate how she would become the spotlight because two mafia families surrounding her.

Kabir Bhai tasked the driver with fetching bhabhi from college, yet I found myself either volunteering or subtly coercing him to let me go instead. The prospect of catching just a glimpse of her was enough to motivate me through the day, inspiring me to tackle tasks I'd rather avoid.

As she shared details about the upcoming camping trip, I hung on to every word, savoring the melody of her voice. I'd trade anything to hear her speak again, even if it were about Zeus being a benevolent Greek god—I'd gladly concur.

The idea of camping with her felt like a dream realized, but the realization hit me that I had to suppress my feelings for her safety. Learning that guys and girls would be sharing rooms fueled an unexpected jealousy within me. The thought of someone else being close to my princess stirred unease, even though I acknowledged she wasn't mine to claim. She deserved a normal guy with a conventional background, someone who could offer her love without the need for constant protection. Despite this, I found myself willing to be her guardian, ready to shield her 24/7 if necessary.

Her: So, you won't believe it. Sid and I are going to be roommates on the camping trip!

Me: Oh, really? Sid, huh? That's cool. But what about chits? (trying to sound casual)

Excuse me, what the fuck?

Her: Actually we both are Game organisers.

Me: Fun, right. Just, you know, make sure Sid doesn't hog all the marshmallows or something.

What the hell are you saying Akshat? Get a fucking grip.

Her: Haha, don't worry, I'll save some for you.

Me: (feigning nonchalance) Yeah, sure. Just... have a great time with Sid.

CAMPING

Yeah, so the camping site? It's, you know, not exactly my usual scene, but hey, I'm here for Riya. The trees and the river, they're doing their thing, setting the backdrop. It's not the grandest view I've ever seen, but seeing Riya's smile makes it all worth it.

The campfire spot, it's cozy. We've got our little circle going on, and everyone's buzzing with that pre-camping excitement. The stars above, they're twinkling, but honestly, the real star is Riya's happiness.

The scent of pine in the air? It's growing on me. Reminds me of those moments when Riya's eyes light up – that's the real fragrance of this place. The breeze playing with the leaves? Yeah, it's like nature's way of joining our camping crew.