𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

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A man, wearing white kurta set , looking majestic, walked towards a room, his slow steps indicating his tired state.

He entered the chamber while looking at his phone, abruptly his sight fell on the decorations . The pink rose petals spreaded everywhere in the room. The floor was decorated beautifully with the flower petals in heart shape.

The white and red lightings all around with the dim light of lanterns and chandeliers in the room, were giving a royal yet romantic touch to the whole room.

The angelic figure in front of him grabbed all of his attention. The beauty adorned in a beautiful white color Lenhenga . The red color net dupatta secured in a way from her shoulder to waist .

Her curvy figure shining and cascading a alluring effect to the romantic environment.

She slowly walked towards him with a plate of red color, her waist waving in a blissful harmony as she walked and her chest bouncing softly in each step.

She stopped in front of him, smiling at his poker face she held his hand.

His eyes were showing his confusion and anger but soon it replaced with nervousness and curiosity.

"What's all this nonsense? " He exclaimed in frustration.

"Shhhhh" She put her index finger on his lips, shutting him up. He gulped at their closeness while she made him dip his hand on the plate containing the red color powder (laal gulaal) .

She brushed his red hands over her cheeks , neck and lastly pulled him closer by snaking her one arm around his neck.

She brushed his hands on her waist , his involuntary touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Rang diya aapne hume apne rang me " She said and smiled softly at him while he was standing still dumbfounded.

(You colored me in your color)

"Bura na maane toh ek cheez kr skte hain? " She asked hope visible in her eyes.

(Can i do something if you won't mind?)

He gulped before nodding " Go ahead " .

Without wasting any second she held his shoulder by both of her hands and matched his height.

She swiftly brushed her cheeks with his, sending a wave of shiver and strange feeling within him.

"Yeh t-tum k-ya kr rhi ho? "He asked stammering in between.

(What are you doing?)

"Wohi jo aap nahi krna chaah rhe" She whispered in his ears .

(The same that you are not willing to do)

"ISHQ "........

(LOVE)

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"Humara ek hona nahi likha hai " He said gritting his teeth and getting up from the bed.

(We can't be together)

"Kyu? Ishq krna gunaah hai kya? " She asked while tears in her eyes.

(Why? Is loving someone a crime? )

"Humse Ishq krna Gunaah se kam bhi nahi hai " He said removing her hold from his hands.

(Loving me is no less than a crime)

"Toh hum gunhegaar hi sahi" She said and smashed her plumpy lips onto his rough ones.

(Then let me be the culprit)

At first he was shocked and didn't moved but she passionately moved her lips despite not getting any response back.

She bit on his lower lip, not expecting him to giving her the lead but when he did she explored his mouth, her tongue brushed against his ,but his tongue wasn't responding. She broke the kiss and looked at him with her dozy eyes while He was looking at her too.

Without wasting any second he smashed his lips onto hers. His hands grabbed her bare waist, giving them a squeeze he bit her lips, she gasped giving him the access to her mouth.
His mouth explored hers.

She tried to push him but he seems in no mood to leave her, he kept devouring her lips and marking his territory over her.

He broke the kiss and smashed wet kisses on her neck, without uttering anything he hovered over her.

Kissing her necks his hands swiftly removed her dupatta throwing it away he unzipped her blouse.

"You will be responsible for the circumstances ahead".

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He got up in hurry looking at his phone, he wore his clothes and left the chamber leaving the sleeping girl beside him on the bed, alone.

*shot*

"What's mine! Is only mine! "

The women gasped and looked at the balcony joining the huge garden where thousands of people were waiting to hear the news.

She looked back at the several men present in the hall sitting on their chairs , some were disappointed some were shocked and some were burning in anger but fear of losing their own life after uttering anything wrong kept them shut their mouth .

While he was standing, in front of the fresh dead body lying in front of him, with a mischievous desire in his eyes.

He nodded and she looked ahead.

Walking towards the balcony she joined her hands and greeted the media.

"Yuvraj is no more, The new King of Swaraajgarh is my younger son, Reyansh .... REYANSH SURYAVANSHI "

 REYANSH SURYAVANSHI "

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HOPE YOU LIKED THE PROLOGUE.

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 😭💗

TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THIS!

"MY DEAR CARDIOLOGIST"  is has my heart but this book gonna have my heart beat .

NEW CHAPTERS WILL BE UPDATED AFTER A MONTH OR AFTER HALF COMPLETION OF MDC 🎀

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