Shivangi was sleeping but once again she woke up in cold sweat with disturbing dreams of her mother. That's when there was a knock at the door and Shesha entered inside with her breakfast along with her clothes and jewelry
Sh~aap jaldi bhojan kar ke tayaar ho jana, huzoor ne aaj bhi kaafi saare nawabo'n ko nyota diya hai.
She began to leave but then felt her hand in Shivangi's grip and turned to her.
Sh~kya hua Shivangi jee?
Shi~kabhi seedha jawab deti nahi humesha aise he chali jaati ho. Humein aaj jawab chahiye Shesha, hum jaante hain ke kuchh na kuchh toh zaroor jaanti ho tum humari maa ki mrityu ke baare mein. Bata do Shesha
Sh~hum kya bataein? Hum kuchh nahi jaante. Aap tayaar ho jaana samay se warna huzoor...
Shi~baat mat palto Shesha. Tum sirf yahan ki naukrani he nahi humari sakhi bhi ho. Dost ho na? Humein takleef mein dekhna tumhe achha lagta hai kya?
Sh~nahi jaante hum kuchh bhi. Apna naashta kha lijiye ga, phir tayaar ho jaana, warna huzoor gussa ho jaaein gi
Shi~nahi khayengay hum. Nahi hongay tayaar.
Sh~kiun huzoor ko gussa dila rahi hain aap?
Shi~aap un ke gusse ko chhoriye, humari dosti ke baare mein sochiye. Bata dijiye humein sach kya hai.
Sh~kya bataein? Nahi jaante hain hum kuchh bhi.
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Chaudhavi Shab
FanfictionInspired by Heeramandi Shivangi, a talented courtesan, has a unique ability to absorb and relive memories. She uses this gift to enhance her performances, drawing clients seeking more than just physical pleasure. Rocky, an enigmatic noble, arrives...