HIGHLY MATURE BOOK♨(SMUT)
You're perfect," he murmurs, and slams into me his hard as a rock, causing me to scream in pleasure and dig my nails into his shoulders
𝗘𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗮;𝟭𝟵
The moment I saw him everything went in slow-motion; I got a huge cru...
Hey guys we're back! did you miss us? coz we missed u. *wink*
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ᴬᵁᵀᴴᴼᴿ'ˢᴾᴼᴵᴺᵀᴼᶠⱽᴵᴱᵂ
Yamini and Shruti sat on the garden swing, engaged in a pleasant conversation, enjoying the peaceful afternoon.
Nearby, Shubham entertained Yuvaan with the game of peekaboo, laughter filling the air.
The tranquil moment was abruptly interrupted by the hurried footsteps of Ramu Kaka, his expression marked by urgency.
"Malkin, malkin! Choti Malkin is calling for help-something has gone wrong!" His voice was laced with panic.
Confusion spread quickly among the group. Yamini's brow furrowed in irritation, her disdain immediately surfacing.
"Don't call her choti malkin-that lowly girl-"
"Ma," Shubham cut her off sharply, his voice brimming with frustration.
"This isn't the time for that. Let's go see what's happened."
With a dismissive scoff, Yamini retorted,
"Fine, let's see why she's making such a fuss. Ever since she came into this house, everything's been falling apart."
Still grumbling under her breath, Yamini followed the others toward the house. As they neared the staircase, another servant approached, visibly shaken. His words came out in a stammer,
"Madam, something has happened to Mehul, sir..."
"WHAT?!" Shubham's voice rang with alarm as they all rushed toward Mehul's room, dread rising in their chests.
The sight that greeted them was a nightmare. The room was in complete disarray-furniture overturned, glass shattered across the floor, and at the center of the chaos lay Mehul, unconscious, his hand smeared with blood. The sight of him, so lifeless, sent a chill down everyone's spine. For a moment, there was only silence, thick with shock, until Yamini's fury erupted.
"What happened to Mehul bhaiya?!"
Shruti's voice was laced with panic as she took in the scene, her face drained of all color.
Yamini's eyes narrowed, and they quickly fell on Eshana, who stood trembling in the corner.
"What did you do to my son?" Yamini's voice, raw with rage, filled the room.
"Are you deaf? TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM!"
Shruti, trying to maintain control amidst the chaos, cried out,
"Someone call the doctor, now!"
But Yamini wasn't finished. She advanced toward Eshana, her words sharp and venomous. "This is all because of her. Ever since she entered this house, nothing but disaster has followed. And I thank her sister for this mess as well! If something happens to my son, I swear I will never forgive you! I don't know what kind of upbringing your parents gave you girls-"
