Shades Of Desire : Lust OR Love (18+)

Moans-Morning 🔥 - 18

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Rakshita's pov:-

I stepped out of the room and settled into my seat, putting on my headphones to get lost in the movie.

A while later, Yug approached me and asked, "Where's Yash, bhabhi?" I was so engrossed in the film that I replied without hesitation, "He's sleeping."

Yug thought for a moment before saying, "That's strange, he never sleeps at this time.

"I have given him chloroform and knocked him out cold before he could even utter a word." I removed my headphones and flashed an evil smile.

"Whattttttt?" Yug and Prashant exclaimed in unison, their voices laced with shock.

Chilate kyu hai hamesha ke liye nahi sulaya hai...

"I knew it would come to this, so I put the pesky creature to sleep. Besides, it's been a long time since I've been on a plane, and I prefer peace and quiet," I said with a smirk, putting my headphones back on.

"Where in the world he find her ?" Prashant asked, his eyes wide with horror.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, Mr. JSM, or should I throw out of the plane ?" I glared at them, my anger simmering.
"But isn't a train, and what's with the JSM?" Yug asked, scratching his forehead.

"Yes, but here, on this plane, I can't risk you being alive. And JSM means Jonny Sins' manager, of course," I snapped, my patience wearing thin.

"You're going to throw us off the plane?" Prashant asked, his voice trembling.

"I'll do whatever it takes to keep my secret safe. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a movie to finish." I put my headphones back on, and the two of them moved to sit farther away, exchanging nervous glances.

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Upon arrival in Poland, we stepped off the plane, our eyes bleary from the long journey. Yash, still under the influence, stumbled along, his friends Yug and Prashant flanking him, their hands gripping his shoulders to keep him steady.

Hayee Nazar na Lage esi dosti ko.......

I led the way, my gaze scanning the surroundings as we made our way to the waiting car. The soft leather seats enveloped us in comfort as we settled in for the short drive to the luxurious penthouse, our haven for the night, where we would continue our vacation.

Okay ye vacation to bas mere liye hai...

We arrived at the penthouse gates, and as I stepped out of the car, the guards swung open the doors. As I entered, I was taken aback by the sheer opulence that surrounded me.

The penthouse was unlike any home I had ever seen - it was more like a fragrant dream. The furniture, sofas, and walls were all adorned in various shades of white and grey, exuding class and luxury.