"I welcome you to my hell, Mrs.Aisha Neev Malhotra." He whispered in my ears while filling my middle partition with sindoor which declared me as his and he as mine, sending me shivers all over my body.
"Likewise, Mr.Neev Malhotra," I replied, smirki...
Tere sang ishq kaari hai, Tere sang ek khumari hai, Tere sang chain bhi mujhko, Tere sang bekarari hai.
Kisses or hugs?
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I groaned as I woke up due to the rays of sun which were now hitting my face. It was probably mom who did it. As my sleep vanished, I yawn and get off my bed. I walked over to the balcony and spent a few moments taking in the outside scenery. I then prepare for my office. I was wearing one of my favorite dresses, a beige one with a white collar. I headed to my shoe closet to put on a pair of nude heels after applying one of my lip tints and Chanel perfume.
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Aisha's outfit
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Her room
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