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Prologue:
"If I had to write a song for you, what will be the last line?!" He asked. "...break the string...before it bleeds..." she replied.
- @Aspire1983
His love was his music. His passion for the r...
⚠️Mature content ahead. I have put ⚠️ warning sign at the start and end of the scene so you know where to skip, if you want to.
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Rajeev's room
Rajeev rubbed his nape standing near the balcony in the dim lit room, watching over the full moon, starless night.
'...should I tell her...that we can't do it, now...maybe tomorrow?...I mean...what is the time lag of this thing...ovulation?...I need to study this thing!....' the thought was invading his head, making him more tensed than his mafia work.
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I mean he would rather slit open the culprit's innards than have a glimpse of his wife's heavenly bodice so well hidden in that saree contraption. But this...was a puzzle for him.
Should he...or should he not?
But what if she suspects him?
'I mean...she was with the mafia...for what...5 months...enough for a novice to learn?!...' he rubbed his face and looked up on how would this dreaded night pass without any complications.
He heard the door of his room close and saw her move inside with her radiant smile. She kept her phone on the side table and took her night clothes to wash perhaps.
As he laid on his side of the bed, he could hear the mild sound of the pitter and patter of the water from the washroom.
She would always sing in her soft voice when bathing, making him at times smile. But he noticed that she was not the once perky girl but a mature woman who had seen the worst side of the world that had broken her.
