3. At strangers home

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GAURAVI's POV

The Sun's ray fell on my face and I woke up. I rubbed my eyes from back of my palm and slowly opened my eyes adjusting to the light surrounding me.

As I adjusted to the light, in that instance I realised that the surrounding is unfamiliar to me. I got panicked and tried to sit on the bed.

"Aaaaaaaahh" my head. I held my head with both my hands to reduce the pain. What is happening to me. I was feeling weak and dizzy.

I tried to calm down and scanned my surrounding. I was in a luxurious room. Every single article valued more than my whole existence.

 Every single article valued more than my whole existence

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I put aside the duvet and stood in my legs. Cold wind hit my legs which made me realise that I was not wearing any pants. I was only in a shirt and God knows whose.

"Oooooo shit no no no no" don't tell me I did something I shouldn't have done.

"Hey bagwan ye kya paap kar diya maine". Tears started falling from my eyes and I trembled on my feet, and to protect myself from falling I held the side table and unknowingly touched the lamp and it fell down.

"Oh god what sin did I do"

"Hey maa mataji" I screamed dramatically putting my hands on my face

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"Hey maa mataji" I screamed dramatically putting my hands on my face. "Ek tho zindagi vese hi jand ho chuki hai uspe ek or nayi musibat".
Isse kehte hai garibi mai aata Gela, I slapped my forehead harshly.

(Ohh God)
(My life is already in a mess and I messed it more)

I got out of my thoughts when I heard the door open. I turned around and saw a tall, muscular men coming from bathroom in a towel wrapped around his torse.

He had a broad chest with little baby hairs. He had chesilled six packs.
I moved my eyes upwards to see his face.

And dammnnn, he looked breath taking. I couldn't take my eyes off him. There was something in his personality that kept me rooted to the ground.

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