"Am I hurting you Mishti? Does it hurt?"
He whispered against her lips and dug his nails deep into her waist by tightly clutching her close to him. She hissed in pain but her eyes never him thinking deeply about him and how a person change this much...
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In the opulent setting of his office, Hriday couldn't help but feel a perplexing sense of confusion as he observed Anjana.
Despite seizing valuable property, she chose to work in a relatively modest company.
"Why is she not utilizing the property she acquired? And why opt for a smaller firm?"
His curiosity fueled a sense of intrigue, prompting him to delve deeper into the motivations behind Anjana's choices.
The incongruity between her actions and the opportunities at her disposal left him puzzled.
Hriday, contemplating the situation, began to question whether there was a hidden motive or a strategy at play that eluded his understanding.
The allure of power and wealth seemed to clash with Anjana's current endeavors.
"What's her game? There must be more to this than meets the eye."
As he observed her navigating the challenges of being a struggleer, the enigma deepened, leaving him to grapple with the mystery of her unconventional decisions.
The opulence of his surroundings sharply contrasted with the modest setting of her workplace, leaving him with a growing sense of confusion and a desire to unravel the secrets behind her unexpected choices.
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In a quiet corner of her cozy apartment, Anjana found herself in a unique situation.
From other's perspective everyone would have thought that, instead of utilizing the property, she chose to invest her efforts in a small firm, working as an employee to sustain herself and cover her expenses.
The decision, however, was not as straightforward as it seemed.
Anjana, holding the not-so-seized property of her foster family, faced a moral dilemma.
The property, a reminder of her past, carried sentimental value that she was unwilling to compromise, that she was forced.
Though enjoying the luxuries was never on her list, so rather than exploiting it for personal gain, she opted for a more humble path, investing her time and skills in a small firm.
Driven by a sense of responsibility and a desire to forge her path, she decided to build her success independently.
'Avanta' offered her the anonymity she craved, allowing her to make a name for herself without relying on the perceived wealth of the seized property.
The juxtaposition of her choices, holding a valuable property while working in a modest setting, reflected her commitment to principles and a quiet determination to carve out a destiny on her terms.
