ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝟷 ɪɴ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ sᴇʀɪᴇs
Tia ᥫ᭡ Saransh
"I like you. Saransh ji, I truly do a lot, but I'm not sure what love is because I've never felt it."
"Then let me show you what love feels like by painting you in the color of my love, sona.
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"Look, men also have to feel special, Tia. You know how much Jiju loves you and makes you comfortable in every way, so why don't you? He also wants to feel special and has desires, Tia." She said I went too deep in thinking.
"But Rooh, you know I had stopped dancing," I said, gulping down the lump in my throat.
"Forget about that bloody bastard. Think about Jiju, Tia. He asked you for only one thing-just one dance. Can't you even do that for him? He requested openly, dude, without any hesitation," she said. I nodded my head.
"But Rooh, whenever I think about dance, the nightmare comes back, haunting me." I said, tears prickling in my eyes, that monster snatched and crushed every dream I had.
"Don't think about the rich bitch bastard; now think about your man, Buttercup. You're blessed to have him in your life. If you ever tell him about your past, he won't ever judge you; instead, he will be by your side, tia," she said. I gulped; my throat was tight, and tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Now fucking wipe your tears," she growled, giving me a fierce look.
"I love you, my sweetheart; please don't cry because I can't watch you crying and it hurts." Her eyes grew watery as she whispered, and I brushed away my tears while grinning at her.
"That's like my girl," she said, winking. I chuckled.
"All right, I'll do it," I said, taking a deep breath.
"And listen, don't dance like it's a school cultural activity. This is not some school dance program, Tia, where you dance and Jiju claps and tells you, 'I'm proud of you,' Sona," she said, huffing. I giggled at her words, imagining it. She glared at me, and I zipped my mouth.
"Then what should I do? I don't know what came to my mind; I blurted out such bold words, Rooh," I said, huffing. She smirked at me, and I frowned.
"Don't tell me you already had sex with Jiju," she blurted. My eyes widened, and my body heated up, imagining the way he showed me in the mirror while we were having sex. It's an erotic sight that is stuck in my mind.
"Tell me, my innocent Tia, did you guys do some deeds or not?" she exclaimed in the video call. I nodded, smiling sheepishly.
"How is it?" she asked excitedly.
I opened my mouth to speak. But_
"I know jiju had banged you so hard and rough you couldn't walk for days, right?" she said, cutting my conversation in the middle. I glared at her because it's not new for me; She's a bold girl and the most unfiltered girl I've ever met.
