UNKNOWN POV
A young man was pacing in his room dressed like a royal. He was holding a cigarette in his left hand while typing something furiously on his phone with his right hand. His eyes were turning red and a vein could be seen on his forehead.
Another man sitting on a couch with his one leg resting on another while a girl barely wearing anything was sitting on the floor near him. His hand was moving on her hair calmly.
Anyone could see the cruel expression behind his stoic face.
' how the f*ck it can happen? How can she get pregnant so soon......' the one pacing said with frustration
' oh...you wanna know. Wait, I can show you how she got pregnant. Come on beautiful lie down and open your legs for me.....fast sweetheart.' other on was about to stand up but was stopped by his brother's glare.
' shut up chote!!!...you know what exactly I mean. If that Amogh got his heir then it will get challenging for us to take over that throne and what's mine is mine....I don't want his blood to be born'
' you know what Bhai sahab, why don't we kill it before that filth even come out'
' what do you mean chote?'
' humara matlab hai, why don't we get that filth out of her....and show it like it was a miscarriage due to an accident.'
(What I tend to say is)' you just prove yourself everytime chote.....call our best assassin but tell him to not harm our Rani sa....I need her in the future and just to kill that child in her womb and make sure that it looks like an accident'
' ji bhaisahab'
AARNA POV
I don't why I've been feeling like something is about to happen....something bad.
My baby is moving too much since morning that it didn't let me sleep peacefully. Hukum sa has been out of business and he will return till evening as he informed me last night. I just wish that everything turn out just fine. I had decided to have a conversation with Ruhi about sudden turn off events but before that bhaisa said that he will take care of that and talk with her.
Today is my leave and I decided to wear a simple and light weight beige colour poshak with minimal jewellery. It has been 10 day since I've entered my third trimester and right now I'm 33 weeks pregnant. My belly looks huge and I've gained noticable amount of weight, sometimes it makes me feel a little body conscious.
My stretch marks are so prominent and my cheeks are chubbier than before but all my worries go right out of the window when Hukum sa trace my stretch marks while kissing my cheeks. I've seen him drooling over my marks and even touching them while thrusting inside me.
Due to my hormones are so versatile, I'm on edge and always horny. I always jump on my husband whenever I see him walking around in our chamber in nothing but his trousers and now.....I think that he does that knowingly. He literally takes off his shirt everytime I enter in our room and pass me and innocent smile.
That devil......a very hot devil
I moved out of our chamber when I heard noice coming from living area. I saw all the youngsters were sitting there enjoying snacks while Vikram bhaiya was gawking at Nika who was busy making pickle with maa sa....I chuckled and moved towards her.
' bhabhi maa...Aaj hum shopping karne jaa rahe hai, aap bhi saath chaliye humare.' Abhay said with excitement
( Bhabhi maa...we are going for some shopping, why don't you join us today)
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PHIR MILENGE ( HIS REINCARNATED LOVE)|| 18+
Ficción históricaBOOK 1 HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.......FIRST AS TRAGEDY, SECOND AS FARCE I ran as fast as I can towards my husband's chamber. I thought he left- ' RUKIYE RAJA JI! HUM BHI AAPKE SAATH CHAL RAHE HAI.' I woke you with a jolt, gasping and shivering. This...