𝐃𝐫.𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐯𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐣 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧;𝟑𝟏
A powerful and dominating man, a successful owner of the most prestigious &expensive coaching centers. He is known for his aggressive, no-nonsense attitude, and lives alone in a lavish mansion across fr...
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Juice pilado...👄(You continue)
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As we drove back to my place, A spark of jealousy ignited as I glanced over at her, her fingers tapping away on her phone with a slight smile playing on her lips.
Who was she chatting with, and why did it make her smile like that?
I don't like it.
I gripped the wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white as I fought back the urge to snatch that phone right out of her hands.
The thought of someone else making her laugh, pulling her attention away from me, made my blood boil.
Calm down, Prithvi.
I wanted to demand answers, to know every word she was typing, every single response that was flashing across her screen.
And burn the person alive for whom she is avoiding me.
There was something so infuriating about her attention being stolen, even for a moment.
What is it?
Her father had appealed to me to keep an eye on her, apologizing profusely for any "inconvenience" she might cause me by staying at my place.
Inconvenience?
If only he knew.
Hehehehe.
Keeping her close, under my roof, with her every step in sync with mine... how could he think that would be a problem?
